So a few weeks ago I took Theo out by myself, with him sleeping safe and snug inside the Ergo baby carrier. It was a beautiful day; I was looking forward to a leisurely walk to the center of town, maybe hit the Starbucks. I was hoping I'd run into people I know.
As soon as I stepped outside and started walking down the hill from his house, I realized this wouldn't be the relaxed walk I had been anticipating. His little head was bobbing around, so I kept my hand on it to keep it steady. I kept thinking I was going to trip, and he'd be the first thing on the sidewalk. I told myself to breathe and not panic; it was supposed to be a relaxing walk!
Then I crossed the street. A huge truck came around the corner and almost hit us. Now I had two hands on Theo in the carrier, and suddenly I felt like I was in the middle of a video game: Nanny Neighborhood Hell, rated N for Neurotic. There were obstacles everywhere, and I was the target. Someone opened a store door on my right. A bicycle sped past on my left. People and children walking way too fast passed me, and I had to dart in and out of them while protecting the baby strapped to my chest.
It was a sunny day. My goal changed from Starbucks to finding a shady spot. I couldn't believe there was no shade for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, I found a bench and collapsed onto it, sweating and checking to make sure Theo was breathing as he slept with his face into my chest. I was far from relaxed. I wanted to go back to Theo's house. I changed my route to avoid more targets, and we made it home safely. I waited about a month till I took him out in the Ergo again. I'm counting the days till he has full neck control. Won't be long now.
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