The title might be a little bit of a lie… Our first road trip was up to Oliver to visit my Dad & his family at the beginning of October. The only thing I remember about that trip was we went to the Festival of the Grape, which was awesome. My lack of a memory is not from the wine, as it may seem, but probably from fatigue. I’m sure I’ve subconsciously blocked out this trip. So the trip I’m actually going to tell you about, is our trip the following month up to the Shuswap, but just pretend with me that it was baby’s first road trip, okay?
Tyler managed to get some hunting in that fall, and we decided that Callahan and I would join him on the return trip to pick up the meat he’d had butchered and made in to sausage and pepperoni. We would also meet up with Tyler’s cousins for a night, so the 4 of us could commiserate in new parenthood (which are a week apart).
The trip was good but the drive took FOREVER. Callahan wasn’t on bottles yet, so we were breastfeeding full time, and he hated the car. I’m not entirely sure what we were thinking. When you are breastfeeding you have to pull over to feed the baby. We tried leaving him in his seat and me leaning over him like a momma cow, but the milk just poured out too fast and he’d start choking and crying even more. He also shits fairly regularly, especially if he is all tucked in nice and snug back there.
I only have random memories of this drive; me leaning over him trying to feed him, recognizing it wasn’t working. Me telling Tyler to pull over so I could take him out and feed him properly. Tyler and I changing shitty diapers like a NASCAR Pit crew on the center console. Being stuck in construction and using it as an opportunity to sneak a quick feed or diaper change in. And SO. MUCH. CRYING. Our usual 4.5hr drive was more like 6.5 hrs. I tend to get carsick if I have to sit in the backseat, but I had no choice as Callahan wouldn’t chill out on his own.
Eventually I burned through my data and battery when we discovered that YouTube videos of The Price is Right would keep him quiet. I felt guilty letting my baby watch it in the dark, thinking things like, “this can’t be good for his eyes, or his ears… or his brain” but reconciling it with, “but he’s not crying”. It was hilarious to see, as soon as a clip would start he would stop crying instantly. Eyes wide, mouth hanging open, soother tossed aside, toys untouched. He was mesmerized. We watched it every weekday morning while I ate breakfast, but this was the first time it had ever made life better. When I found an entire episode we were golden. Bells ringing, lights flashing, models, music, everything a baby could desire…. plus peace and quiet.
We had a great visit and got some delicious pepperoni, but then we had to drive home…. I have almost no recollection of this either. The only thing I remember was Tyler saying Callahan and I weren’t coming on any future trips…
What are some of the crazy things you’ve done to survive an unpleasant road trip?