Our Trip to Target

Today is the first day I've taken Phoebe out (or gone out myself for that matter) somewhere besides the pediatrician or my OB. I thought it would be a good idea to go in the morning since that is generally when Phoebe sleeps the best. It was a good plan in theory. She slept the whole way up to Target (which is a good 10-15 minutes from where we live) then woke up once we got her car seat in the shopping cart. I started to cringe, wondering if she would start screaming and crying, but to my surprise, she smiled and looked around the store as we pushed the cart. PHEW!

We got the shopping done that we needed to, checked out and headed back to the car. I decided it would be a good idea to feed her before we drove home so she would be happy. I fed her, then Charlie took a few pictures of her and me in the car. After buckling her back in and driving about 10 feet, she started crying. She HATES the car seat. She can't stand being restrained. UGH. I knew it would be better just to hurry up and get home then to stop and try to feed her again so we drove on.

By the time we got about 3 minutes from the house, she was full on crying with tears which of course made me cry. I hate seeing her so upset!

Once we finally got home and got her out of the car seat, her personality totally changed. She smiled and cooed and ate with joy. UGH, I guess I'm never going to get to go out.

Love, Amy