Working to other schedules

I think the reality of me being on time for anything now is incredibly slim to none... For the second time this week my little boy and I braved public transport.
We caught the bus first... I aimed for the hour before one in the eventuality (or reality) that I would miss the first. Good plan!
Obstacles attempted to stop me being on time from the outset. 11.06, baby pees over me and himself. 11.09 baby poos whilst nappyless. 11.17 after myself and baby have changed clothing realise the cat has chewed through the phone charger and I am attempting scary public transport with no means of communication... 11.29 eventually leave the house.  11.31 realise left the changing bag at home and go back for it. 11.46 frantically waiting in a huge queue in poundland with one bleeding cashier waiting to pay a freaking pound for the shoddy replacement phone charger the cat chewed through, considering if they would actually do me for shop lifting if I walked out for the sakes of a quid. 11.48, running like a mad woman with a buggy to the bus station to catch the 11.47 bus...11.52 sat in Costa coffee with a latte.
Today's debacle went pretty much the same way apart from Crewe's stupid entrance to the train station being the final "screw you" to my rush for the train. Baby needed a feed just as we were leaving the house, it was ok, had built in extra time for this! Fella just had to drop us off then...stupid inconvenient drop off point!!!
I would have waited until I'd gotten to the train station but social convention would probably deem me to be a weirdo for buying a ticket with a baby attached to my boob. Damn you social convention and your inconvenient ways!
I'm not surprised people drive, I would if I could, even with the petrol strikes and increase in cost! At least the smallest of inconveniences wouldn't throw my whole day out by hours. Working to other people's schedules with a baby both sucks and blows!