In my sheer obliviousness,
I assumed that it would be easy to tote my baby around town. I had beautiful daydreams while pregnant of throwing the baby in the carseat, where he would sleep blissfully or gaze happily out the windows until we reached our destination: Target, a coffee shop, the mall, the library....
Because all babies love car rides, right?
It calms them and puts them to sleep, riiiiiiiight????
Wrong.
Not all babies.
Not this guy.
{he also hated slings and despises the jogging stroller...harumph}
As soon as I am out of eyesight the whimpering begins. Which turns into crying. Which turns into wailing. Sure, if it is a long trip he will eventually tire out and fall asleep, but I don't drive long distances during the week. Therefore a short jaunt across town can be a nightmare. The other day I drove him to a park for a walk, and by the time we got there I was so frazzled I wanted to turn right back around. Fresh air be damned.
But we are working on it. I discovered the first thing to do is sure he has a very full belly right before we leave. Then I change his diaper immediately upon reaching our destination so he doesn't use that old excuse. Finally, I strap him in the Baby Bjorn, make sure he has his sun hat on {sun in the eyes is another cry factor} and off we go!
Yesterday we gallivanted to our local downtown urban marketplace and using this system had a fine time. Pleasant, even! There was still a little fussing in the car on the way home, but after only a couple minutes he fell asleep...because I timed it so we would get home right at nap time. Bam.
So it was naptime for Baby, and time for Mama to enjoy the fruits {and wine and meat} of her labor...
...grill cut pork chops...
{tomorrow I'll share a fantastic marinade!}
...huge and juicy red seedless grapes...
...and a bottle of pinot I will tell you about next week!
So here's to sleeping babies, thick cuts of meat, juicy fruit and wine...
and non-frazzled trips to the market!
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