I’ve got a husband at work and a baby dreaming in his carseat at my feet. Day one of dropping the sailor off at work, complete. In hindsight, getting a second car before having a baby would have been nice.. but it is no way a necessity.
My Mom always said I got my “get up and go” from my Dad. Sure enough, when the bumble butt started fussing to eat at 4:30am, I was pretty much ready to leave the house thirty minutes after. It is a simple attribute that I heavily relied on during my college years, and will likely need the next few weeks as well.
So remind me, in a few days or a week or so, when my eyes are bleary from lack of sleep (and a wonky sleep schedule at that), that I sort of enjoy early mornings. That the sun rising over a mountain range can be a beautiful thing, and that it’s much easier to navigate the city when there are only a few dozen cars on the road. To be thankful for the small amount of time I have my husband’s attention each morning; to be able to talk about all those random dream-thoughts, future plans and what not.
I am sure at some point I will be too tired to remember the good.
Car seats can be such tricky things. They don’t look all that intimidating sitting on the shelf, but the infant safety class I took made it very clear that a properly installed car seat can save your kidlet’s life should you get in an accident.
I should mention that it is a convertible car seat we are working with here, so quite a bit larger than the grab and go infant carrier will be. My mom is bringing that up from California next week and I’ll get to schedule another car seat appointment then. The thing is, those infant carriers only last for maybe a year, usually less, so I thought I might as well get our “real” car seat fitted, since that’s the one we’ll be using for the next few years. I’m not much a fan of infant carriers, anyway.
So this morning, I dragged myself out of bed and drove on over to the hospital for my car seat fitting. Overall, I would say it went well. I knew the technician from my infant safety class and the good news is that the seat fits. The bad news is that it has to be behind the passenger. Oh, Mini Wheat, why must you be so small? – For those not versed in my life happenings, Mini Wheat is the name we gave to our car after it had to be sanded down and re-painted after a sand storm attacked us in Wyoming last year. (Never again Wyoming.) She got a brand new coat of frosting!! – Anyway.. :) The car seat fits fine behind the passenger seat, but makes it so that I cannot sit in the passenger seat. And since it’s a compact car, makes for sitting behind the driver also kind of cramped.
Can you tell we weren’t exactly considering kids when we bought it a little over a year ago? Something I am definitely kicking myself for now!! As it stands, we’re facing either sucking it up or trading it in for a bigger car. A second car just isn’t in the stars for us at this point; not with only one income.
What’s my point to all of this rambling? Don’t buy a compact car if it’s your only car and you are going to have kids in the next few years! And get your car seat installation checked by someone licensed to check it, your baby will thank you.