For a while it seemed like every time I had Matilda loaded in her car seat and was (finally) ready to get out the door she would poop! Then I’d have to unload her, change her and get her back in the seat before we could go. I’m a believer that you can’t control everything that happens to you in life, but you can control how you react to it. When I’m in a hurry it’s natural to feel a bit frustrated at the delay, but really, that’s silly. Who cares if I’m a bit late? I’ve found the best way to react is to just laugh it off, deal with it, and keep going.