Ok, so in my previous post about planning a road trip with a toddler, I talked about
my plan and how I thought it would be so great to travel through the night so said toddler could sleep.
Yeah, well, that kinda worked. And that's a kinda as in kinda didn't really work out the way I thought it would.
On our trip there, we were lucky enough to hit an open gas station for snacks and Thad actually passed out less than five miles outside town (thanks to his refusal to nap that day). Fast forward to 2:30am and we've got an awake toddler on our hands (damn gas stations and their absurd amount of lights to ensure my safety while pumping gas). So we change diapers, let him stretch his legs, grab a milk, and fill up on snacks and we're back on the road. Well, for the next three hours he sat in back,
awake. He was talking, listening (thank the Lord for audiobooks - more on this later), and sometimes whining. By the time 5:30 rolled around, he was zonked and I was trying for the bazillonth time to get comfortable (
at this point, it was well noted that the car seat would be moving to the middle of the back seat for the ride home as it was impossible to get comfortable in an upright position due to the car seat that was locked in place behind me). He slept for another three(ish) hours and then was up. Needless to say, it didn't really work out like we had planned, but it wasn't horrible.
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| Finally sleeping after my three hour, middle of the night, playdate. |
Flash forward to our return trip...
Thad didn't fall asleep right away, our fast food from some random restaurant was crapola, and our debit card wasn't accepted at the first gas station (needed to be run by hand inside the store...whatever). Four hours later, the little man is awake, we're stopping for gas, pee breaks, and snacks. Our debit card has officially been declined, we can't print a balance inquiry from the ATM for whatever frickin' reason, and I find out via cell phone we've been locked out of our account (apparently our bank assumed fraud and froze us out...
without telling us). Our credit card has less than $300 left before we're maxed and we're still at least 10 hours from home. ::insert panic attack::
Gas goes on the credit card, snacks go in our tummies, and Thad goes in the backseat (still in the middle). We're off.
And
five hours later, Thad is still awake, distracted by all the lights, sights, and sounds of sitting in the middle of the back seat (
brilliant idea, Libby, brilliant). We've changed his diaper again, given him milk, Nutrigrain bars, cereal, toys, etc., but nothing is working. We're now on meltdown number three and the ship is sinking people. Send out the SOS, we're in trouble. We contemplated stopping and getting a room (you know, on that super available credit card), but with only 5(ish) hours to go, we trekked on.
Thad finally falls asleep, I get maybe two and half hours, hubs drives through the night, and we finally make it home (only to find that his dad has left towels all over the bathroom, taken blankets off our bed and let the dogs sleep on them, and that Thad won't take a nap for the life of him - or me).
I'm still in a zombie-like state, but my brain in slowly thawing. I've got another day before I'm back at work and I tell you what, I'm so not ready for that.
Hello, 2012.
p.s. If you've got a road trip coming up, I highly suggest
this audiobook
and
the follow-up
as well. I read the entire series a couple years ago, but knew the hubs would love it. He's not much of a reader, so I grabbed my audio copy from work and he was hooked. We listened to the first book on our way there and the second on the way back. He's dying for me to bring home the third book Thursday. ;) Oh and the movie comes out in March (
March 23 to be exact, yes, I'm that nerd) so get on it now. It's been blowing up all over facebook lately and is the next big book to movie franchise. Read it before you see it, the books are amazing.