I was driving down the road fast because I had already dropped Flip off at preschool and realized I forgot something. I turn around and then I hear it...THE CRY. I know that cry because the sound has been burned into my memory. It is the siren that goes off before the flood gates open. And I know what is coming after it...VOMIT, lots of it.
Poor Vivian hardly touched her breakfast and now I know why. But knowing why isn't that satisfactory because I also knew I was going to be cleaning up barf. She did it for a good 45 seconds. And as I tried to control my gag reflex long enough to get home I wondered where it all came from since she didn't eat much that morning.
While I suppressed the urge to up-chuck myself, I got Vivian out and took her to the bath. She cried and cried. Poor kid, she must have felt horrible. After she was cleaned and dressed I went to the car. Gosh it reeked. I was saying lots of bad words about the inhumanly tight harness that secured the seat. I finally got the seat out and thinking the hard part was through was a little relieved.
Oh, but no the hard part was getting the cover off the car seat. Once again I discovered I had bought a baby item that was designed by someone who has never had a child or perhaps a man that paid little attention to his. The cover would not come off. I tried and tried, but it wouldn't stretch or give. I pried a little portion off the seat and saw why...it is sown on.
What kind of idiot doesn't foresee the need to remove and wash these things? SERIOUSLY! Eventually I gave up and got the scissors and cut the material away from the plastic backing. I bleached that sucker and hosed off the plastic part.
Vivian is fine now. In fact she bounced right back after a nap. I cant say the same for the car seat cover. I probably will have to sow on some snaps to fasten it back properly. What a great idea...snaps on baby items for easy removal. Works on Onsies and car seats!
I need to patten this...
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