Life on the road with kids is not all sunshine and lollipops. I’m pretty sure I should have known that already, but I’ve been reminded again.
We have had wonderful visits with family and friends, old and new over the past 7 days. I’m so very glad we spent a few extra days in the D/FW area.
However, our last stop has been cancelled. We were going to attend a meet-up in Austin with bloggers, readers and various internet personages, but have decided to go straight home instead.
After 7 days, we are cranky and sleep deprived. Some of us who were previously toilet trained are back in diapers. The temps have been over 100 and without working a/c in the van we are probably smelly. There is a stink in the diaper bag and I can’t seem to locate the source, so the baby’s clean clothes smell very unclean. We only packed clothes and diapers for a 3 day trip. Some children are complaining of sore throats, and I have a headache.
Oh, and I am whiny.
Anyone who met us for the first time this week would not come away with a good impression. Sometimes you gotta know when to fold ’em.
This was my philosophy back when a road trip consisted of hitting 4 grocery stores with 6 children 8yo and under, and it’s my philosophy today. You just don’t put yourself and your children out there when you know you won’t be a good witness to those around you. You slink home to repent, recover and recuperate, and venture out another day.