And now the downside of my excellent weekend

Courtney was an excellent passenger on our trip to South Georgia last Wednesday.  We stopped a little more than half way through where I let her “walk around” in the car while stopped at a gas station.  I thought it would be good for us both to smell the fumes and stretch our legs.  Anyway, on the way back to Atlanta she didn’t do quite as well.  She started getting really antsy and then fired up and even a little pissed with about an hour to go.  I was going through everything in my little bag of tricks to help keep her “happy.”  I gave her water bottles, stuffed animals, iPhones, and even nail clippers (hey, I was desperate).  We finally got home and set her free.  And not a minute too soon.

I don’t know what happened in that car seat but it was nothing good.  Yesterday I needed to run a ton of errands and for the life of me, I couldn’t get Courtney in the car seat.  She bucked, screamed, tilted her head back, arched her back and would NOT sit in the seat.  I tried to tell her that she wasn’t behaving well and that this wasn’t acceptable , she didn’t seem to care what I had to say.  After about 10 minutes of this, I gave up and gave in and we stayed home.  Every time I put her on the changing table, it’s the same thing.  Arched back, as stiff as a board, tears and theatrics.  I don’t know what has happened to my happy baby girl.  She’s EVIL.  I’m wondering if we didn’t bring the wrong kid home from Richmond Hill.

I’m hoping this is a phase.  A short one.  We’re about to head out on another road trip, a longer one, and it could be very bad.  Very very bad if Sunday and yesterday are any indication of what we can expect.  Of course, if things are terrible, maybe I’ll just have to fly and Paul can drive.  Hmmm, now there’s a thought.

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