She still hates it. She still screams until she coughs, chokes, runs out of breath... :( It is so hard for me to listen to her get so upset, I feel so bad. I don't know what to do. I *need to* leave the house at least every other day. I go a little stir crazy if we stay inside for too long... I didn't leave the house for like three days last week, and it wasn't pretty. But it's such a mental struggle because, while I feel like I need to leave for my own sanity, I really hate to make her go through the seemingly extreme TORTURE of strapping her in the car seat and driving somewhere. I feel like I'm being selfish.
Damn this weather - I wish I could just put her in the sling and walk outside. I would walk everywhere! Unfortunately I live in a bit of a cultural wasteland (a little too close to suburbia) where the only places that are within walking distance include a liquor store, a bar, and a corner store. Don't get me wrong, I like having the corner store nearby... very helpful for last minute 'OH CRAP I DON'T HAVE ANY EGGS' emergencies, and I can imagine that we'll walk there with Eliza to get a little treat every once in a while when she's older, but... it's not the same as having a town center nearby - or even just a little area with shops, maybe a coffee shop, a neighborhood cafe... *sigh*. I'm dreaming. Living where we live has definitely taught hubby and me what we want out of our next home, where we want to live next.
Anyway, I digress... the car seat. I guess I just have to accept that I have a baby who dislikes her car seat (unlike EVERY OTHER PARENT I HAVE EVER TALKED TO <-- well, okay, not quite, but still). I know she has to grow out of this. She WILL grow out of this. I'm sure I won't have a 3 year old screaming and crying in the back seat... right? RIGHT?