We went to the grandparents this past weekend and while I’ve written before about the differences pre-and-post baby vacationing, I figured a 3.5 hour drive for a weekend trip should be cake to pack for. Wrong.
Pre-baby trip to in-laws: two outfits, book, toothbrush.
Post-baby trip to
in-laws grandparents: four outfits since baby will destroy two, diapers, wipes, books, bibs, baby food, spoons, sippy cup, disposable changing pads, car seat, stroller, playpen, blankets, elmo chew toy, alternate chew toys for when he chucks primary chew toy, rattle, nursing cover, baby Tylenol. [and I forgot to bring my toothbrush didn’t I?]
From doubling driving time to insane diaper
horrors incidents en-route, a baby makes traveling different but looking around my house today I realized I’m not seeing the full picture- a baby [particularly a mobile one] changes everything one subtle thing at a time:
|you know, in the recycling bin|
|Living rooms are perfectly acceptable spots for recyclables. right?|