I have never been called a germaphobe. I wash my hands at the proper times and use a bit of hand sanitizer in really gross places (e.g., airplanes and Chuck E Cheese) but other than that, germs don’t freak me out.
Until I gave birth.
We’re going through hand sanitizer like we used to go through red wine in this house — mainly because of 10+ diaper changes a day but also because I do prefer that visitors wash their hands and use a bit of sanitizing gel before they hold Rylan. He will be one month on Saturday so I can feel myself relaxing but it is also my job to keep him protected from germs as much as possible right now.
The doctor did say that beginning this week I could start to take him out in public more. So today I finally put off my dreaded errand to Walmart (long story, don’t judge) and happily brought Rylan along for a morning outing to one of my least favorite places. The cute sign pictured above was a hand-me-down gift from my sister-in-law Kelly. She received two of them from the hospital after her twins were born and kept them on the car seats. Following her lead, I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on the “warning.”
So imagine my disgust when a total stranger – one our VERY FIRST PUBLIC OUTING TO A STORE – proceeded to touch and grab Rylan’s hand in line as I swiped my credit card to pay. All the while she was remarking at how tiny and new he was. Lady, if a baby is that tiny and new looking, please refrain from touching his hands since they will promptly end up in his mouth!
Yuck. I finished paying as quickly as possible and raced to the car. The lesson? His first shopping trip should have been to Target. Kidding, kind of. The lesson is to keep wipes very handy and pay closer attention to strangers lurking by your baby’s carseat when you are in public.
And that’s my new mom post for the day!