So Theta Moms, my planned time for this past week actually has been planned since the beginning of the summer. My husband and I reserved two nights down in Atlantic City, NJ.
The master plan was to drop the kids at my parents’ house since they live within an hour of AC (so in the event of an emergency, this would be an adequate driving distance). My husband and I needed this getaway more than ever before. You know the deal…when you need to re-group, re-energize and just get some quality alone time. Staying at a posh hotel with a pool was certainly an added bonus! So here’s what we encountered as we embarked on this magical journey…
We were running so late. Trying to pack for a couple of nights for two children (one of whom is a baby) is like packing for 5 weeks for 5 children. Seriously! I needed two gates, the bouncy, the portable high chair, the stroller, the entire crib ensemble, diapers, formula, bottles, and the list goes on and on…As we finally packed the car, we buckled the kids in and we were off. And yes, that’s just about the exact time when the rain began to fall. It was beyond ridiculous how hard it was raining.
My parents’ home is about an hour away from ours, and although we were already 45 minutes into the trip, we were nowhere near their house. The traffic that evening on the Garden Sate Parkway was horrendous. This typical one hour drive was about to easily turn into three…
And then it happened.
My little baby girl, all comfy in her car seat (still facing backwards)…vomited.
More than once.
Her entire lunch of sweet potatoes and green beans now decorated her shirt and piles of it could be found from her neck down to her toes.
We immediately pulled over to the side of the highway. Frantically, I opened the door to make sure she was alright. In doing so, I was instantly soaked from the heavy rain that was falling. She appeared to be ok, but was obviously shaken and upset. I ran to the trunk to find some wipes or anything that I could find to try and clean her up. My feet were surrounded in puddles of water and at this point, I was completely drenched. Aside from the rain hitting the car, the only other sound I could hear was coming from the harsh cries of my daughter.
I finally found some wipes through the mountains of baggage shoved in the back and I did the best job I could to clean her up under those lovely conditions. As I was wiping her down, cars were slowly driving past and the rain continued to beat down my neck and back. This was the moment that I thought, even when you have a “perfect” plan, children seem to have another plan for you…
Needless to say, we eventually made it to my parents’ house, but I wasn’t comfortable leaving my baby girl. I had to be sure the vomiting incident was just a moment of car sickness and not something more….So, we ended up forgoing our first night of paradise.
We were so disappointed.
But I knew if we had gone, I wouldn’t have enjoyed myself because I would have been preoccupied and worried about her…so what fun would that be?
Luckily, she slept through the night and she woke up happy as a clam, looking just perfect! My husband and I quickly packed up shop and darted out the door, knowing everything was a-ok.
Upon arrival to Atlantic City right down to the time we left, we soaked it all in and had the BEST time. We spent quality time together away from the kids. It felt like we were back on our honeymoon, it was that good…So, aside from the hiccup we experienced the day before, the time spent away together was totally worth it!
So, how did you spend your ONE hour? If you didn’t get to it this week, what do you plan to do for next week? If that’s too much to think about, have you ever experienced this craziness with your own kids when you’ve tried to plan a fun night out?