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Why is this ok?

There was no possible way I was not going to blog about THIS.

I thought most/all of my parent friends would find this quite interesting...

We have a rear facing carseat.  This particular carseat is the biggest one you could buy at the time, rated for 5-35 lbs.  We used it for Nola and are using it for Heidi.  It's a great carseat, pretty typical.  It is green and brown, wipes clean easily, standard 5 point harness.

Before leaving the Stollery, it was necessary for Heidi to pass the Carseat Study.  This meant she had to be in the carseat for 90 minutes with all of her vitals in tact.  So, her heart rate couldn't drop, her oxygen had to remain good, and her breathing be steady.  She passed without a problem.  Then the nurses started talking among themselves and our nurse came to us asking what our car seat was rated for...

Well Heidi was definitely not 5 lbs yet.

So the option was to rent a car bed.  That was what was going to get us discharged.  This car bed is rated to transport children under 5 lbs.  The discharge nurse gave us a sheet with places that rented them and I started making phone calls.  It was easy enough to get one and they are only $60/month.  Kevin zipped out from the hospital to pick one up.

You are not going to believe this.  He came back with a flat baby bath tub.  Inside was a 3 point harness that did NOT lock into place.  On the bottom of this flat bath tub is a nice piece of motorhome foam for cushioning.

Kevin read all the instructions it came with just to make sure it was installed in the car properly... 

And here it is.

Ok, it doesn't look tooooo bad, right?


When it goes in the car there are two loops (note above picture) that you put the seat belt through.


Sinch it up good and tight against the seat and lay your preemie baby down inside.


Then, if we get into an accident the car bed will flip up into the seat like this since there are only two little loops to secure it in my car.  Floppy floppy.


Not to mention the 3 point harness.  I sinch the strap up from the bottom and when I put my hand inside it pulls nice and loose without a problem because there is not locking mechanism to hold my baby in place.


So we drove home all the way from Edmonton with Heidi in this outdated (that's right, they don't even make them anymore) contraption that wouldn't even keep her contained in an accident.  Meanwhile, our top of the line 5 point harness-er ride in the back of the car against our better judgement.

Now that we're home the car bed sit in the garage and if we go out Heidi rides high in our car seat, propped up with a little help from blankets but rear facing and perfectly snug.

I still can't help but ask:

Why is this ok??

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