Monday, October 3, 2011

12 minutes of sheer terror.....

12 mins....here is what I can do in 12 mins
- do my deposits for work
-put my make-up on
-12 mins would now be considered a very long conversation with Mr "T"
-jog up to the grocery store
-and for me it takes 12 mins to get to the closest city from my house

12 minutes....it doesn't seem like much time at all...12 mins should go by in a flash......unless of course you have a 4 month old in the vehicle with you!!

That's right folks...12 mins can actually feel like 12 weeks when you have a screaming, out of control little girl sitting behind you......and I have to say I think it only makes matters worse that you can actually see her scrunched up flaming red face in that little mirror you put on the head-rest....I do think those darn things make babies look even more shocking while they are having a bad day!!

I will paint the picture for you, just so you can feel the intensity in the air as my sleek looking Venza zoomed down the highway....

It was a beautiful Autumn day, Little Miss D and I had to zip into the city for a few things...I being the smart Mommy I am decided to feed her right before we leave as to avoid any "I'm hungry meltdowns" whilst we where in the big city...so everyone was fed, changed and raring to go....what I had visualized was a fed and changed, happy baby who would fall asleep to the humming of the vehicle...Mom would get her shopping done likity split and we would be home before this bundle of joy knew what hit her........well this is what you get for visualizing.....



It all started out well....I strapped D into her seat....repeatedly pressed the goofy frogs eye so we could sing the ever increasingly annoying song before we hit the road....everyone was all smiles when we pulled out of the drive-way....I would say the smiles continued for the first 3-4mins of the drive........and then it started....first a quiet gentle murmur every once in awhile...and then it increasingly got louder and louder.......until little missy had herself completely freaking out....red faced...real tears...screaching......so I do what every Mother would...I started calmly telling D "whats wrong honey, its ok...I know those seats are awful....but like I told you before the police say you have to wear them...not Mommy or Daddy...they keep you safe and furthermore we are law abiding citizens so that's the deal you have to stay in there"....nope that is not working I can see....ok now we try to sing a bit....lalalla....nope nothing......so I pull over......sorry for the unfortunate north bound traffic having to see my ass in the air while I find the soother....and try to calm D....well this takes a bit longer than I had hoped....I am sure 50 drivers now know the exact size and shape of my butt...ughghg ok finally the crying subsides...calm... this might have worked......I slowly pull my hand away from D's mouth, the soother stays in and she is good to go.......ahhhh success.....or so I thought.......




I pull off the side of the rode, calmly feeling like...OK we both survived, we are both calm...this is going to be a good day.......well again I shouldn't set myself up for that......in about a minute and half the absolute loudest crying you have ever have heard came from my back seat........worse than before....what... oh my.....and this is a different cry...I'm starting to know what these are now and this one I hadn't heard before...no siree.....something was up.......and now I have entered a construction zone....NO I thought to myself why now....I need to pull over....I am sweating....I am anxious....by the sounds of her... something is very very wrong....oh boy I can hardly concentrate.... if that man with that yellow go slow sign does not move out of my way NOW...this is not going to be a pretty site............finally I come to a spot I can pull over.......I whip my truck over, abruptly stop....jump out....hurrying, fumbling around trying to get the damn law abiding straps undone on this seat all while D is still just freaking out......finally I get her out and...........

and.........she looks at me and giggles!!!!!!

WHAT....this girl is 4 months old.......how does she know she can manipulate me already......I couldn't believe it......little sneaker.......well I looked at her and said I didn't realize I would be teaching you the "little boy cried wolf" story yet......but here it is........enjoy this little walk we are taking on the side of the rode....take a long look at the beautiful wild flowers in the ditch....because honey this is the last time I am going to pull this car over when you are having a crying fit!! ENJOY!!
lol....I am kidding I will so pull over if I ever ever hear that screeching again...that was scary man....but she has got it figured out I'm afraid......already...wow!!! :)

So that was my 12 mins of sheer terror......I really hope I won't have to endure something like that again....but if I was a betting woman...pretty sure it will be happeing again!!
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4 comments:

Kim said...

Driving with a baby on board is definitely an adventure!

Good luck.

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Grumpy Grateful Mom said...

Lol! I'm impressed with your daughter's skills! :) One time my youngest was crying and crying. I didn't pull over. When we finally got home, I found out he was sitting on top of this bumpy buckle type thing the entire trip! It's hard to know.