Carseats and the selection process can be as difficult as a 400 pound man walking into a Krispy Kreme and not snorting down a half dozen. There are a million with all sorts of funny names, chicco, graco, peg perego, eggo ( ok , last one is the waffle brand) and they all do different things. We have read the reviews and safety concerns and we went with the Mico Maxi-Cosi. It looked cool and the safety reviews were great. We were lucky enough to get the car seat at our Baby shower from our Grandma Carolyn, Grandma Ada and our Aunt Beth. When Megan and I decided to test out the car seat in our small car ( 2 seater IS250Lexus) we had some problems. The base was REALLY big and the seat had problems latching into place. After going back online and reading more reviews we learned that we were not the only ones with the issue. So my advice to any parents to be is when shopping for a seat, grab the seat from the store and pop it in your car. If we would have done that with this model we would have seen the problems early on. Here are some shots of us testing with a test baby in place of our future one. And yes Megan knows I have put these pictures up and she doesn't care. At this point she figures "Aw what the hell! I am embracing my pregnancy weight gain!". I am proud of her for that.
So unfortunately we are going to have to return it and find another. We have found a couple of options and I will let you know when we decide which one. I am sure you will be sitting on the edge of your seats to find out.;)
Why I feel guilty...
As I await the birth of my first child I pay so much more attention to babies and children I see in public now. How they act, what they look like, the good and bad things they do. I wonder how my child will be and how healthy physically and mentally it will be. When I see "bad" kids I wonder how much of that is from the child and how much is from the parenting. I know not all cases usually the parent carries most of the blame. 9 times out of 10, bad parent, bad kid.
But, when I see a baby or child with a permanent disease or physical handicap, I can't help to think "I really hope my child doesn't have that." I hate thinking that. I hate feeling bad or pity for someone who doesn't want it. But I do. I also feel guilty for even thinking that but I think it is probably a natural reaction for someone expecting their first baby. I know that if something happens and we have to deal with a tough situation we will. I know we will still love our baby regardless. But it is the not knowing that is killing me. I saw a cute little boy with Tourettes today, he must have been 8 or 9. His father was so nice and patient with him, the kid seemed so sweet that i just wanted to give him a hug. I know his father would not want me to feel bad for him but, it is in my nature to want to make people feel good, especially those who really deserve it.
Thankfully Megan's pregnancy has gone fine with no real complications. I hope and pray the delivery and our baby's health will go just as smooth. This is not a judgement on any parents of children with disabilities or the children themselves. It is nothing more than a real and honest observation about myself.












