I remember my first road trip with Miles. He was just a couple weeks old (three to be exact). I think I took half of our house with us. My small SUV was filled — the trunk, one side of the backseat and the passenger seat. There was barely room for Miles and me.
We were gone for a weekend going three hours to Vincennes from Anderson to see my mom and so friends there could meet the little guy.
During my eight week-long maternity leave we made several road trips, the three hour variety and even the seven hour variety to go back to the family farm so all the aunties, cousins and great-grandparents could snuggle Miles. Each trip though I took a little less; but still a ton of stuff. At its peak there were countless, seriously like more than 10, trips back and forth to unload and load the car. I whittled it down to closer to three to four once I got a good handled on the “needs” versus the “we might possibly need this and it would make life a lot easiers.”
Now, at 21-months-old I’ve gotten the road trip down to an art. This past weekend Miles and I went on an adventure to Anderson and Indianapolis with a stop on the way home in Vincennes so we could see my mom.
One trip! Yep, you heard me, one trip. (That’s not counting the kid, he gets his own trip in the house.) That’s all the stuff for both of us, for the weekend, in one trip. It was quite the accomplishment. Now if my husband was the one loading or unloading the car it might be two to three, but I’m a pack mule.
We had a great time visiting friends from Anderson, I enjoyed a quick journalism awards ceremony Saturday afternoon in downtown Indy along with a little shopping and our stop in Vincennes was great.
I told my husband, because Miles doesn’t quite get the “mother’s day” thing yet, that I wanted to celebrate next weekend. I need that day of sleeping in and spoiling!
Hope you all had a great Mother’s Day weekend.