Blankie

At around 4 weeks, you clearly expressed to us your hatred for the car seat. Riding in the car was miserable (mostly for mommy since she's the one transporting you most of the time). Once we were stuck in traffic for about 50 minutes and you screamed and cried the entire way. You screamed so hard that mommy started crying, too. Every car ride had to be strategically planned - you couldn't be close to your feeding time and you had to be just a little bit tired so you would fall asleep for the car ride. Somehow you also know when we're stuck in traffic and our speed goes from freeway-fast to a crawl. It was so stressful to live a "normal" life which involves leaving the house - mommy gets cabin fever quite easily.

So, we asked ourselves, was it the car seat itself? Was it too hard? Was it too upright? Were you too hot? Was the sunshade not positioned right? Were your legs uncomfortable? Did you not have enough lumbar support? Did you hate facing the fact that the law states you have to face rear and you just get to stare at the blue upholstery of her Honda Civic Hybrid? We scoured through baby forums for the "perfect solution" in hopes of making our car rides less of a nightmare. We put a mirror so you could see and entertain yourself. We bought a toy to put over your car seat. Nothing really helped. Finally, we thought maybe you just needed to feel close to mommy. The solution? Her sleep-shirt. Embedded with her scent, you found comfort in this tattered grey cloth. This shirt was old and frayed, yet, the moment you hold onto it, it somehow soothed you. I guess this is your blankie now.