former employer. I was giving a presentation in the class I used to teach. Some of my former students had agreed to watch Mason. Of course, as luck would have it, I had no change of clothes or Mason, or even a blanket or rag to use to clean him up. I hauled him to a bathroom in the closest academic building I could find, stripped him, washed his shirt and pants, which were drenched, by the way, in the sink, tried to dry him and his clothes with paper towels the best I could, and took him to the presentation with me, wet and both of us smelling like vomit. My former students were great sports about it, but I'm sure they said to each other, "Rebecca left her amazing job with us for that?!"
I told them that parenthood was far from glamorous, but it's absolutely the best thing in the world. I'm not sure they believed me.
Now, I drive with the windows cracked and the temperature as cool as we can stand, but I'm still paranoid each time Mason and I get into the car. So, with our pediatrician's blessing, we're turning his carseat around, even though he's still eight months from turning two. I hope that facing forward will nix this carsickness, but I'm still nervous about it.
When did you turn your toddler's seat around? Did you make it to the recommended age of two? And does anyone have any tips for dealing with carsickness?