I’d see exhausted new mothers carrying babies in carseats and I’d actually feel bad for them. Not really for the new moms having to drag the car seats around, though I did spare them a thought. No, I felt bad for the babies. Poor thing, I’d think. You’re all detached and untouched and unmoored from human contact and probably feel shut-down and unloved. You’re going to grow up and be the type of kid who shows signs of insecurity, including whining, crying, and clinging, in order to replace that early attention you missed.
