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I stopped myself in the middle of the parking lot after exiting the store. A sudden rush of emotion enveloped me.

This was my Friday night.

And it’s not because we are living in a pandemic and a typical dinner and movie date night with hubby isn’t possible right now.

Date nights are necessary and needed and enjoyable. Regardless, a trip to Target would still be a part of my Friday night.

Because it’s true, there is something special about these solo-mommy trips to Target.

But it’s not the alone time, the aimless wandering, the quiet, or the random extra items that end up in your cart. Yes, that’s all nice and enjoyed for sure (except probably the total at the checkout of course).

Instead, it’s the process that makes it special.

You see, last night I wandered the aisles, checked off my list as I added items to my cart, and found that I spent most of my time in the baby section.

Deals on diapers, check.
Extra wipes, check.
A new sippy cup, check.
A handful of fruit and veggie pouches, check.

But as I exited the doors of the store on this crisp night, starring at my cart glowing in the lamp light of the empty parking lot, I couldn’t help but think how fast this is all happening. How these moments in time won’t last forever. How the process of parenting a child is always evolving.

Next it will be a shopping trip for school supplies and after school snacks.

Then it will be a late night run for a new sports bra, socks and a case of Gatorade.

Before I want to believe it, there will be a trip for feminine products, deodorant, and a new eyeshadow pallet.

And whether I’m ready to accept it or not, the coveted trip for dorm room decor or solo apartment supplies is bound to happen too.

So yes, I fought back tears upon leaving Target during my Friday night solo-mommy date.

Because my quiet time wandering through the aisles highlighted the special process of motherhood.

Because seeing my overflowing cart of baby products reminded me to soak in this phase of childhood, knowing the next phase comes in the blink of an eye.

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