Travel Trouble

The blog has been pretty quiet for the last week.  And here's why.  The kids and I were in Hendersonville with my folks.  While Travis was away on business.  But nothing went as planned.  I mean, where do I start...  We were supposed to be there for 7 days, we stayed for 10.  The kids were supposed to be joyful and playful and delightful, but they were sick.  The.  Whole.  Time.  We had a big line up of fun to-dos, like seeing my grandmother that I only see once or twice a year, having dinner with a beloved family friend, and checking out some toddler-friendly places around town.  Nope, nope and nope.  All plans canceled.  I was supposed to feel rested and get a little me-time in.  Not so much.  I actually ended up sick by the end of the week.  Oh yes, all that stuff was ug-tastic.  The upsides were pretty grand though.

I had two other sets of hands to help out during the worst of the fevers (when the kids would allow anyone but mom that is).  I cooked not one meal, the whole time.  NOT ONE.  There was always someone around to watch the kids while I prepped lunch, went to the bathroom, or I don't know... took a shower?!??  And, I had grown ups to talk to all day long.  Spending time with mom and dad was great too, after the kids went down.  Because there's not much meaningful conversation going on when you're trying to keep up with sick kids!  All wonderful, amazing, treasured things that I can appreciate even in the midst of all the other yuck.  

Another upside?  I discovered that I can now travel long distances outside of the kids' nap times.  They don't sleep well in the car now, and with a 4.5 hour trip to make by myself, I just threw caution to the wind and took off after breakfast.  They did awesome, even though I could tell they were feeling under the weather.  The kids only got out of their car seats once, to change diapers.  Which I consider to be a miracle.  And we only stopped one other time to pick up lunch.  That's how the no-stops-ride-in-the-fast-lane-to-make-it-in-four-hours trip took only 4.5 hours.

More to come in the next few days, right now I'm just glad to be home.  And so is Addison.  She asked me on day 8, "Want to go over da tall mountain" (Old Fort).  I asked why and she said, "Want to go to Caden and A'son's house."  Later she asked me to, "Take a nap in da car?"  That girl wanted to be home too.  And I can't blame her.  There's nothing like being good and sick to make you want your own bed.