It’s Hard out Here for a Baby (Creative Carnival)

I have finished my entry for the October Creative Carnival at Write Stuff. Again, I went for laughs with this piece. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think:

It’s Hard out Here for a Baby

Life isn’t easy for a baby. No one seems to understand me. Sure every once in a while they do something amusing and I flash them a smile. Overall, however, these so-called grownups, the people are supposed to be in charge, don’t seem to know what they’re doing. I hope it isn’t like this my whole life.

Just the other day, my parents were preparing for a trip to the grocery store. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy watching them run around the house, gathering diapers and bottles, and always forgetting something. What makes me mad is when they strap me into that horrible chair, which if it’s use wasn’t banned by the Geneva Convention, it should have been. The seatbelts always scratch my neck and keep me from touching my toes, which I would have you know I just recently discovered. On top of this, they pick me up and put my stupid chair in the car backwards, so the only thing I get to look at on the trip is the back of the car!

Whoa, look at that! It’s my hand…Cool…

Sorry, where was I? Oh yeah. I was strapped into the seat on our way to the grocery store. I cried for a while just to let them know I wasn’t happy with the whole seating arrangement. After that, I figured I could use a nap and just as I was dozing off, the parents were jerking me out of my car seat and into my stroller. This contraption might be a pleasant change if it wasn’t so filthy from being in the trunk of the car all day.

By the way, what’s up with the grocery store? It all seems pointless to me. Can’t you people be like the rest of us and eat the natural way? I don’t get my food off some shelf at the Piggly Wiggly, if you know what I mean.

My parents managed to go through every aisle of the store and pick out all of their food without banging my stroller on anything too often. Of course they forgot the one item they were buying for me. I tried to tell them they forgot diapers, but they just wouldn’t listen. They thought I just wanted to be held. Whatever the reason for the miscommunication, it means in a few hours I will be strapped into the seat again and paraded around the store.

Anyhow, I haven’t eaten in two hours and fifty-five minutes, and it doesn’t seem like anybody notices. Enough of this, someone better feed me soon… “Waaaaaaaa!”

6 thoughts on “It’s Hard out Here for a Baby (Creative Carnival)

  1. I loved it too. It was cute! I liked the sensible voice of the baby – she sounded like a knowledgeable teenage girl. Of course, we always knew these babies were much more clued up than the parents! I like the bits about always forgetting something. So true! And the car seats that should be banned by the Geneva Convention. I know a small person who would consider his high chair as belonging to that category.

  2. Helen,
    I am glad you liked my post. As soon as I saw the writing prompt I knew what I wanted to write. I am glad I pulled it off. The only thing I worried about was that the baby would come across too negative.

    I will have to write a sequel from a toddler’s perspective and put in a part about banning a high chair (inspired by Kiko) 🙂

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