Life with a six month old is challenging. Spending time with my daughter is the most rewarding way I can think of spending my time but at six months it feels like every minute of the day she is discovering something new, her world is expanding and she wants to explore and be stimulated every single moment. She doesn’t crawl yet so I am her means to her ends and she obviously doesn’t talk yet so I need to constantly be interpreting her moods and signs to know what she needs next.
Entertaining a six month old is even more difficult when you have to do it in the middle of winter in Canada. Not only do you have no time to shovel your sidewalk and dig out your car in the morning but parking anywhere else than at a shopping mall is nearly impossible when you have to first maneuver the snow so you don’t hit the cars around you, try not to get stuck in the snow (I’ve already had to shovel my way out of one parking attempt), and avoid parking next to any snow banks that will make it difficult for you to get in to remove your baby from the car. Going for walks with your stroller is out of the question, as not everyone is diligent about cleaning their sidewalks so you end up having to carry your stroller every few meters.
So I was not impressed today when I had been looking forward to finally getting out of the house to take Clara to music class and it had started snowing. Again! There is literally no place to shovel snow out of my driveway anymore, the snow banks around my house are so tall. Apparently, they’re calling for another 20 cms. of snow in Toronto today.
I was determined not to get stuck inside today but Clara decided today was not a good day for napping. So I shovel the snow and clean the car while she’s screaming inside. I quickly bundle my baby up, get her in the car and maneuver my way out of the driveway managing not to hit the snow banks. “Beep!” No antifreeze left for the windows.
We glide our way to music class through the snowy, slippery streets and Clara has a wonderful time. The effort pays off. Clean the snow off the car. On the way back I decide to make chili for dinner. Stop at the grocery store, get the ingredients, clean snow off the car again and get home.
Finally, baby is asleep, I’m into my cooking and not thinking about the stinky weather anymore. Then, “Slit!”, I cut my finger chopping an onion. I never cut my finger when chopping vegetables! Two seconds later, “Snap!”, the mousetrap. Wonderful. It’s so cold outside that mice have decided it’s cozier inside. “Knock, Knock.” Someone’s at the door. Must be important, if someone’s out on a miserable day like today. You can imagine my disappointment when I am faced with a pushy kid trying to convince me that I must switch hydro plans. Honestly, I’ve gone through this before and I’m not interested.
Chili is done and I pour myself a glass of wine. Ah! There is no moral to this story other than to say, Can this day be over already?! Let’s hope for sunny skies and warmer weather tomorrow!