Does anyone hate car seats as much as the infants that have to sit in them? Only the parents who suffer through the screaming on an extended drive wishing that they hadn't thought an extended drive to the mountains was a fabulous idea only 30 minutes earlier.
A bottle holds the attention for about two minutes for a baby that ate already. The rattle lasts about 30 seconds until it's thrown hopelessly away in that impossible-to-reach spot between the door and the seat. A stuffed pig is not interesting at all! Stop giving me things I don't want to play with and let me out!
My husband reasoned, "I'm sitting here strapped in!", indicating his seatbelt strap. This arument works only because if he doesn't wear it, Stella {my car} will ding incessantly, inspiring creative strings of syllables that curse the day they quit printing instructions to turn off warning chimes in cars. It doesn't keep the baby from screaming, however.
So, not only are we strapped in against our will, so is our precious 8-month-old whose latest favorite noise is high pitched screams that could probably break glass.
It wasn't specifically our drive into the mountains that was tough. It was the 20 minutes finding our destination when our daughter was no longer sleepy. After the hike, it was a majority of the drive home that we heard the most vocally challenging scream-and-cry combinations with those BIG tears spilling from the most beautiful blue eyes you'll ever see.
And yet, every parent sees the sense in those car seats. We may not see it during the installation, which can also inspire sentences not worth printing. We may not remember it when our babies are screaming bloody murder. But when you get from Point A to Point B and that little angel is still in perfectly, if a little puffy and red, condition, every parent should remember to give a word of thanks.
No matter how hated those nasty car seats are, I have to admit I wouldn't want to transport my precious bundle of (screaming) joy in any other fashion.
Now, for a little fun reading! Google doodles you'll never see.
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