Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Cat Fight or Flight

Baby A is going through a phase that either the boys bypassed or I've forgotten.  It goes a little something like this…
We head to the car, I open the door and Baby Girl's head spins and she spews green stuff.  That's an exaggeration, but it gets pretty ugly.  There's thrashing, scratching, screaming, convulsions and that's before I even place her in the car seat.  Once she's seated, and by seated I mean head arched over the back of the seat and legs stiffened as if overcome with rigamortis, there's more thrashing, screeching, tossing and turning.  I literally have to hold her down with one hand while fastening a five-point harness with the other hand.  All the while, she's scratching the top three layers of epidermal cells from my neck and face.  Does she give up?  Of course not!  Unless she's extremely tired, she screams, pulls her hair and scratches herself until we get to our destination.  My car is 9 years old and has the upholstery stains to prove it, but I'm seriously considering having one of those limo privacy dividers installed!  Don't worry.  I'll put a bowl of mints in the back as a courtesy to the big boys.

2 comments:

Kacey said...

Oh my goodness, her and Christiana are cut from the same cloth. She also ates the car seat, high chair and anything else restricting her free movement. Our Thanksgiving road trip was brutal.

1happymommy said...

I have never seen anything like it! I dread having to go places. Road trips send me over the edge!

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