So I go to get his carseat together and I discover that I cannot release the carseat from the stroller (I have one of those travel system things). Then I cannot find the instruction manual for the carseat to direct me on how to separate it. Meanwhile I have a baby who cannot stand to not be held and I'm trying to figure out the model number of the damn carseat while it's stuck in the stroller, hold my baby so he doesn't scream, and search the Graco website for some online instructions. Of course the Graco website tells me the model number is underneath the damn carseat. Of course. This helps me little as the damn thing is stuck in the stroller . . .
I wanted to cry. I might have a little.
Finally, the baby gave me 5 minutes and chilled in his Boppy and I managed to get the carseat out, figure out how to appropriately strap him in and get us both ready for our first non-Kaiser trip.
And since I am in the middle of OBW (Operation Baby Weight), I decided to walk to the drugstore instead of driving. I fed, diapered and burped the baby, and put him in his now cooperative carseat. He cried for a few minutes then relaxed and off we went.
Not only did I get some cardio, but I got some resistance training in (I live at the top of a hill and pushing a stroller/carseat and baby up a hill is not the easiest thing)! The baby woke up briefly when we made it home, but otherwise he was well-behaved.
I like him already . . . such a team player . . .
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