Serious Dutch mama comin’ through!
We got a child seat installed on my bike last week so I got to take it for a spin this weekend after a delicious Sunday brunch at Omelegg. I’m not going to lie, I was totally nervous taking Prim out on my bike. It’s not like I’m not a competent bike rider or anything, but I think taking any kid out for the first time is kind of nerve-wracking.
Luckily everything went well, and P would even pat my back whenever we would come to a stop, as though she was saying “good job, mama!” (Although it was probably more like, “Let’s get going! What’s the hold up??”)
KC and I are now all set up to ride around the city together with Prim in tow. I think it’s going to be a little while before I’m fully comfortable traversing the streets with a small child sitting behind me, but practice makes perfect! And thank goodness they have serious bike lanes here and bikers very clearly have the right of way in almost every situation, which people really respect.
Please note that P’s helmet is soooo not Dutch — no one wears helmets here, even the kids! Girlfriend is gonna look like a tourist though because it took me 9 damn months to grow that brain.
Oh, and just ignore my amazing Sunday morning hair in those photos… Sometimes pregnancy is like, “I’m so starving I’m just going to throw on pants and who even cares because get me food and put it in my face IMMEDIATELY.” I’m basically a newborn. I have to be fed every 2-3 hours or I turn into a screaming crying mess.
That pregnancy life, it’s a glamorous one.