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Backwards WFMW: How can I salvage my infant car seat?

Today is not really BACKWARDS WFMW, but we’re posting it as that today anyways, because I need some advice!

So here’s the deal… we loaned our infant car seat to some friends, and upon its return, they told us they had been storing it in close proximity to moth balls.

Now I don’t know exactly what dangers moth balls pose to infants, but I do want to make sure I give this car seat a thorough scrubbing before putting our 2-day-old kiddo into it.

My question is two-fold… or actually three-fold.

a) What’s the best way for me to clean it?
b) Should I buy a new cover for it? (And if so, where can I find one that doesn’t cost as much as the bleeping carseat?)
3) Is it worth saving/cleaning or should I just get a new one?

I am VERY perplexed by this situation and I welcome any and all suggestions and comments. Thanks so much!

For WFMW tips from those who don’t need as much help as I do, visit Rocks in My Dryer!

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Can someone please tell me how pregnant I am?

Ok I know this pregnancy stuff, well, doesn’t follow the regular laws of mathematics… whoever invented it must have been a man trying to trick the rest of womankind into believing that it only lasts nine months. But why do I get a deer-in-my-headlights (haha, that one was for you, Aunt Diane) look whenever someone asks me how far along I am??

And it’s NOT just that sometimes I can’t remember how many weeks (although I will admit that I have to check WebMD every once in a while to verify)… it’s that I’m past the point of the weekly count making any sense to anyone, and people want their answer in the largest common denominator, months.

I am currently 28 weeks pregnant. Let me break out the calculator here… 28 divided by 4 is 7. So I’m 7 months pregnant, right?

BUT, 9-7=2… which would indicate that I only have 2 months left to go. Unfortunately, this is not the case! Two months from now is March 21, which is still a solid three weeks before my due date!!

So let’s work backwards. If pregnancy lasts 40 weeks, I am still looking at another 12 weeks of gestating. Twelve weeks equals 3 months, right? So am I only 6 months? That would be SO DEPRESSING. And I can’t be six months, because I’m 28 weeks!!

So what do you think? Am I six months pregnant? Seven months? Because I have NO IDEA.

P.S. If anyone comments with an answer that’s not at least six months, I cannot be held liable for my actions!

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Walt Disney was right…

Last weekend, I was perched along side the Disney marathon route waiting for Andy to run by, when I happened to glance at one of the other runners. “That’s weird,” I thought to myself, “That looks like Pepper.” Pepper (which is not her real name, but the real one is equally unique) was, years ago, a regular poster on a messageboard that I have lurked on since I found out I was pregnant with Kate.

It struck me as odd, but I didn’t give it another thought until we were at the “Family Reunion Area” after the race, when I saw her again. This time I was able to catch a glance at her runner’s bib, and sure enough, “Pepper” was printed across it.

It was so weird – she was a perfect stranger, yet I knew her name, the names of her kids, where she was from, when she started running, and various other bits of information about her. However, she would never, ever look at me and realize I had that knowledge, because all I do is lurk on that board.

I was so shocked, and quite freaked out, by this incident… but I couldn’t tell my friends without seeming like some sort of scary internet stalker, so I kept my surprise to myself (that is, until I could find the time to text Jenny!).

It was a big reminder to me that whatever we put on the Internetz is totally out there, and who knows how many people are reading it. I don’t mean for this to sound like a warning of impending doom or anything like that, it is just so odd to think that any of us could be minding our own business running a half marathon and be recognized by some random person from Ohio.

Totally weird.

Sing it with me now – “It’s a small world after all, it’s a small world after all…”

It’s a small freaky world after all.

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