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Stuck

The other day our usual half early morning journey to my mums house took a total of two hours. Two whole hours. It had to happen. One of those things that you dread happening with a toddler in the car, happened.

Baby Z is now at the stage where he has decided he would rather not go into the car seat. So, every day, at approximately 7am, our entire street can hear him screaming whilst I try to prise him into the car. He is getting good though. His arms can go out like those stretchy Lance Armstrong dolls in an instant and will clutch onto the sides of the car. I normally end up slightly exasperated by the time i’m done buckling him in; not the best way to start the day.

So, getting stuck behind an accident on the motorway with a grumpy toddler that is trying to break free is something I hadn’t been looking forward to.

As soon as I approached the mass of stationary cars, all patiently (and impatiently) waiting, I could feel the dread fill me. Oh crap. No no no
no…I just hoped it would clear quickly.

Within half an hour Baby Z was getting impatient and I was trying to entertain him by passing back toy after toy and then the odd CD to keep him amused. The car was getting hot and stuffy and Baby Z was getting fidgety. With no sign of traffic moving this was not hopeful.

All I could think was “why is it not moving? It can’t be an accident, there’s nothing on the radio, come onnnnnnn!”

Then, just like I suspected, it happened. There was shuffling, and sighing, and grumbling. Then more desperate shuffling. Then there were cries of frustration, rattiness and more sighing. The grumbling got louder and louder till it peaked into tantrum like shouting.

Then I finally gave in, accepted we weren’t moving anywhere fast and pulled myself together.

Baby Z, on the other hand, was surprisingly not too bad. An episode of Balamory kept him amused for most of the time we were stuck before he had his own little paddy but was mostly quite composed.

We finally got to my mums at 9.30 and I handed over a smiley Baby Z who had spent the remainder of the car journey covering both himself and his car seat in milk.

Bloody rush hour traffic.

In the Nightmare Garden

What do you do when your baby boy decides the car is suddenly a boring place to be? Couple that with what looks like the start of separation anxiety and we have an interesting (or not!) car journey on our hands.

This week was no different to the usual. One sunny-ish day I decided it would be lovely to visit Grandma who lives about half an hour away. Now, normally baby boy gets very excited to be in the car and I’ve spotted him straining his neck to see all the colours and wonderous landmarks, trees and general traffic that we pass on out journey. Halfway, he will drop off to sleep. Good baby! No fuss.

This week was different though. We had the normal excitement when I strapped him into the car seat, but it was short lived. I could the hear the beginnings of baby whinging when I got out the car to put petrol in and ended up playing dramatic peekaboo through the car window. Have you ever played peekaboo on a petrol courtyard and then paid the cashier whilst avoiding all manner of eye contact?

Once I got back in the car I was lulled into a false sense of happy baby babbling security and tootled off on my half hour journey. About 10 minutes in, after joining the motorway, the “pick me up, I’m bored” cries started. Uh oh… What to do? Radio 1 didn’t seem todo it for him, neither did any other type of music! After what felt like an eternity of what was actually about a few minutes I took the first available exit and parked up frazzled but safely.

Then it came to me, like a blue and red blanket cladded flash. I whipped out my iPhone and started the In the Night Garden app. Instantly, there was silence. And then a contented smile the cheeky monkey. There was nothing for it but to drive the rest of the way with the bloody theme tune playing for a good 10 minutes, till it lulled him to sleep. And me? All I could picture for the remaining journey was Iggle Piggle running around with his damn red blanket. I hope this is a phase!

 

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