Going to Nana's 2015
We are planning a slow start to
this trip as we are only going as far as Ann Arbor tonight to stay with the Amandas. Oscar fought taking a nap, but finally succumbed outside of Alma and didn’t wake up until we were on 23 south to Ann Arbor which we thought was a good sign. A little traffic to get through, always reminds me that I would rather live in the middle of nowhere so that I don’t have to deal with this crap day in and day out. Made it toAnn Arbor without a total meltdown because food was late, but having the Bean in the car just makes everything more tense
because you know that a diaper change has to happen, that food is going to be demanded soon and that he will protest being in this car seat for another second soon. We did make it to Amandas' before the meltdown, but then there were exciting things to do that had nothing to do with eating and so, dinner was put off while the adults had take out Chinese food. Oscar got a new toy that he got to play with and a new house to crawl around and see what he could get into, favorite thing seemed to the trashcan that opens the top when you wave your feet by the bottom. That was great fun of course. We got to talk travel with Amanda who will be leaving for Europe soon and catch up a little before sending Oscar to bed. We jinxed ourselves by saying that Oscar sleeps through the night except for maybe one night a month when asked and so, he had to wake up crying at 3am. This would have been an easy fix at home, a bottle and a diaper change and let him take his time in his crib getting back to sleep, but not appropriate in someone else’s house who needs sleep to go on a trip with time travel and Oscar crying because it’s not a normal place that he is familiar with. So, I stayed
on the sofa by him until he fell back asleep and I wish I could blame my bad night on Oscar but can’t. I could not turn off my brain before or after he got up. It was one of those nights where all of your usual tricks to shut down your brain don’t work and you have some song running through your head that you just want to go away….So, with little sleep and great hosts who didn’t seem that bent out of shape to be woken up in the middle of the night by a screaming baby, we got back in the car and have to see if this trip gets any easier.
We are planning a slow start to
this trip as we are only going as far as Ann Arbor tonight to stay with the Amandas. Oscar fought taking a nap, but finally succumbed outside of Alma and didn’t wake up until we were on 23 south to Ann Arbor which we thought was a good sign. A little traffic to get through, always reminds me that I would rather live in the middle of nowhere so that I don’t have to deal with this crap day in and day out. Made it toAnn Arbor without a total meltdown because food was late, but having the Bean in the car just makes everything more tense 
because you know that a diaper change has to happen, that food is going to be demanded soon and that he will protest being in this car seat for another second soon. We did make it to Amandas' before the meltdown, but then there were exciting things to do that had nothing to do with eating and so, dinner was put off while the adults had take out Chinese food. Oscar got a new toy that he got to play with and a new house to crawl around and see what he could get into, favorite thing seemed to the trashcan that opens the top when you wave your feet by the bottom. That was great fun of course. We got to talk travel with Amanda who will be leaving for Europe soon and catch up a little before sending Oscar to bed. We jinxed ourselves by saying that Oscar sleeps through the night except for maybe one night a month when asked and so, he had to wake up crying at 3am. This would have been an easy fix at home, a bottle and a diaper change and let him take his time in his crib getting back to sleep, but not appropriate in someone else’s house who needs sleep to go on a trip with time travel and Oscar crying because it’s not a normal place that he is familiar with. So, I stayed 
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