Today will be a test of my yogic serenity.
June and I take our first solo road trip together: Four hours together in the car to visit the inlaws in Baltimore. Can a two-month old handle such a long drive without having at least three major meltdowns along the way? Can her mother? Will I get to stop at Bojangles?
This will also be my first attempt at packing for another human being. Geez, babies require a lot of gear! Diapers, wipes, baby powder, the Bjorn, the stroller, at least seven changes of clothes (we’re only gone for three nights), bottles, distilled water, formula, the pacifer, a little stuffed giraffe thingie. I’m also hauling 10 bagged and frozen chickens for various “poultry clients” up north. Knowing me, I’ll be on the Beltway before I realize I forgot to pack the actual baby.
In my absence, Jake has been instructed to take care of our 55 chickens. Honey, don’t kill the birds!
Happy Labor Day, everyone. Check back Tuesday!
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Oh god! I remember a screaming, howling baby in the back of the car on the highway, me panicking, thinking something must be terribly wrong with my child, trying to find a place to stop safely.
Well, she was just making me feel guilty about my first night “out” (in a friend’s house, with no alcohol actually) with my girlfriends. As soon as we were home, she was a lamb again.
have a great time and hand June over as much as possible….get some rest, you time and anything else you are craving! Feed her then drive, she’ll be good to go x
I am so glad we got to see you and June! You are blessed – such a sweet baby! Hugs to you, Jake and June.