Yeah, so, my name is Sonia, and I am an overpacker.
I never considered my overwhelming need to overpack to be a problem. If I was willing to lug around a heavy suitcase because I think I need to pack everything in my home for a weekend getaway, that’s my problem.
However, it is a completely ridiculous problem. Before David and I moved in together, I would pack a massive suitcase for an overnight stay.
I would roll it into his apartment, and he would ask me about it, and it would basically turn into this:
But now, with the Spawn, I’m packing for two every time go somewhere, and it’s turning into a problem.
You’ve probably seen me out and about on the weekends. I’m the crazy red head with glasses carrying a huge diaper bag and a purse. Everywhere we go, I take up twice as much space as I should and I knock into everyone and everything, because I’m toting around these bags. I’m a crazy bag lady! I’m completely incapable of packing a diaper bag of a reasonable size. What if I need something? For example, I pack waaay too many diapers.
“Sonia, why are packing 12 diapers? We’re just going out for a few hours.”
Me: “What if we need them?”
I pack Cheerios. I pack Cheddar Bunnies. I pack a lunch. I pack a sippy cup. I pack two bottles of milk. (Side note: Don’t judge me! I know that at 17 months The Boy probably shouldn’t still be drinking from a bottle. If he wants it, he can have it. He will quit drinking it eventually. I doubt he will be 16 years old walking around drinking milk from a baby bottle … unless that’s what all the cool kids are doing, then he will totally be doing that.) I pack his toy car. I pack his stuffed goat. I pack diaper cream. I pack Aquaphor. I pack sunscreen.
“Sonia, why are you packing diaper cream? We’re just going for a walk.”
Me: “What if he gets diaper rash?”
“And the Aquaphor?”
Me: “He’s an itchy little guy. What if he needs it?”
It’s bananas. I’m bananas.
In so many ways, I’m a mellow person, and I think I’m a pretty easy-going mom. But, when it comes to packing a diaper bag, I freak out and overpack. I pack like we’re going into the wilderness where there are no stores, which is ridiculous because that’s camping, and, ew, camping.
Oh, and here’s the best part: I will forget something!
I know, right?!
I will pack this ginormous diaper bag and, without fail, I will have not packed one thing that I really needed such as a blanket or a hat.
OK, what can I do? Is there a support group for me? Is there a TLC reality show about parents who overpack their diaper bags that I can watch? “Diaper Bag Wars” or something? If not, come on! Get on that TLC!