I’m not much of a fan of car seats or car seat photos, but this one is beautiful, and if you read the Car Seat Saga, you know why! We had to run some errands today, and those errands involved no less than four stops, instead of the usual one or two I try to limit our outings to and there were no tears whatsoever – not one! I’m glad we seem to be out of that awful, awful phase, but I still can’t wait to be living someplace where we can walk to get our errands done (or maybe use public transport!?) again!
Unlike the oft’ seen baby whose fussy spells are brought to an abrupt end by the oh-so-soothing ride in the car, the car seat makes Annabelle furious. She has hated it from day one (or day, two, as it were – she screamed all the way home from the hospital), and every time I think she has adjusted, she shows me otherwise. When she was teeny tiny, she slept enough that I could make all my trips with her asleep, and she was undisturbed by being taken out and put back in. As she got older, this was not so much the case, but I was able to reach back and give her my finger to suck on for comfort when she got upset. When that stopped working, I found that I could reach back with her rattle in hand and shake it in time with one of her favorite songs to calm her down. That no longer seems to do the trick, however, and her hatred seems to have intensified. Now she doesn’t even wait till I begin driving, but screams as I attempt to buckle her in sometimes.
Since I have no one but the two of us to worry about right now, I see no reason to leave if she’s screaming, or to keep on driving when she is extremely upset, so lately I’ve found myself taking walks in random neighborhoods between our home and destinations I need to reach. At night, my standard stop is the grocery store, as it’s the only thing open. Thank goodness there’s one right off the main road in every village! I either hang out with her in the car until she seems calm enough to go on, or wander the aisles patting her and trying to get her to sleep. Recently, I managed to get her to sleep in the parking one seemingly endless night, but she woke up again when I put her in her seat and became quite upset, so I – really and truly, leaned over the seat and tried to nurse her back to sleep without getting her out so that we wouldn’t have that problem again. I’m sure that was an interesting sight for any passersby!
One of the worst nights was the 4th of July, when I didn’t finally get her to sleep and peacefully home until midnight. Here she is just before I took her out of the seat, which woke her right back up!