Babies + below-zero temperatores = it's own kind of hell. Firstly, you have the layers..and layers..and layers of clothing just to get them ready to put on that dreaded f-ing snowsuit. M.D. HATES getting dressed. He is happiest naked...the day he was born, au naturale...naked. Just the simple act of throwing a onesie over his head and popping his little chicken arms through the holes is enough to send him into a tailspin. So imagine my dismay when I realize I have to put on MULTIPLE layers of clothing onto this nudist.
The bigger issue with his clothing, though, is not the layers. Those I can handle. Those he can, sort of, handle. The bigger issue is the hat. UGH. We both hate hates...Steven hates hats too...M.D. and hats DO NOT MIX. You see, M.D. has a huge head. He gets that from his momma...(yup! So Proud!) So when we went hunting for hats for this little tiny baby boy we couldn't find any that fit. at 2 months his head was already too big for the 6 month sized hats which meant we had to go to 12 months. 1 year-old's hats. On my 2 month old. Great. Needless to say the hat fits his giant head..but then slips over his sweet little blue eyes so my baby is essentially blinded...and then, he freaks. You would too if you thought you were blind!
So we've got the layers on, we've got that god-forsaken hat, and then we pop him into the snowsuit...yeah right..."pop"?? More like squeeze and squirm and fight. It actually reminds me of this book , except the 4 month old version. The positive to this experience is that by the time we actually get OUT of the house we are both not only warm, but hot...sweaty...from the experience of getting ready to go outside. So the cold doesn't hit as hard. Silver lining?
One suggestion I do have is investing in one of these nice gadgets: The Carseat Cover. It saves you a lot of hassle with a baby who has figured out how to kick his legs like he is swimming through air so you don't have to keep replacing the warm blanket you threw over him on your way out of the door.
And there you have it....the joys of having an infant in MN, in the winter. The big problem is...here, winter lasts for about 9 out of the 12 months..so I can't really plan the next one to be a "summer infant". Super.
On a poisitive note: T.G.IF.!! M.D. has a busy weekend
ahead. We will post all about that on Monday! Have a great weekend! :)