Friday, June 26, 2009

The Breakdown aka Day 2

Today was... hmm... not as good as I had anticipated.  

I let the girls sleep-in as long as possible to make up for their really late night the night before.

I should not have promised to take them swimming one more time before we left.  It was a promise made in order to get them out of the pool... but I should have known better.

Around 10 AM they woke up and I whispered to Kid that I was going to have to break the promise.  That I was sorry but wouldn't she rather get to her cousins as fast as possible.  She agreed and I asked her to not mention it to Baby.  Amazingly she she kept her word.  

By the time we were all ready to check out breakfast was over.  So we started the morning with McDonald's hamburgers all around eaten in our car seats while finishing The Little Mermaid from yesterday.  Yummy.  (and no I'm not being serious... but it was fast and had some protein so we were good to go... plus I made up for it by ordering french toast at Denny's for lunch)

We got going.  Goodbye Virgina.  Hello West Virginia, Maryland, and Pennsylvania.  That was just in the first hour of our journey.

We stopped at a rest stop.  

We saw a broken down Army convoy.

We had the pleasure of following two "Wide Loads":

An actual FEMA trailer being trucked somewhere.

And what I thought was the world's largest boomerang but turned out to be airplane wings (maybe?!).  That was actually a bit scary as they appeared to be somewhat precariously attached to a flat bed.

We actually had a little less than 200 miles to drive today... but... it was not all highway driving and had been somewhat slower than I expected.

Today was also the day when I came closest to spanking Baby.

I'm not a spanker.  In general I'm not even a yeller.

But today, while driving down a divided highway, about halfway into our trip, Baby started grumbling about something or other.  She wanted to "get out!!!".  I explained that we were on the highway and there was nowhere for me to pull over and that I'd be stopping for lunch just as soon as I could.

A couple of minutes later I noticed Baby was not in her seat where she should be.  She was leaning forward in away that should be impossible in her 5 point harness.  I realized then that she had unbuckled herself.

We were not near an exit, we had, of course, just past one.  With no exit in sight and no other options I pulled off as far as I could onto the shoulder of the road.  Keep in mind that we had just passed signs reading "Aggressive Drivers High Crash Area"  and "High DUI Crash Area" (I kid you not).  Because of a guard rail all along this section of highway I could only get one wheel off the shoulder onto a grassy area.  When I got out of the car I wasn't 10 feet from the passing traffic.  I opened Baby's door and hopped in trying to clear myself of traffic as much as possible (I have read of one too many people killed while out of their cars on the highway).  I climbed in the car and forcefully put her back in her carseat.

She forcefully kicked and clawed at me while screaming with fury.

I screamed back with terror every time I felt the wind rushing by me from a passing semi.

I got her buckled and quickly got out of her door and back into mine.

I turned around to look right at Baby and screamed....


Baby started screaming and wailing in return.

Kid sat there dumbfounded then whispered "Are you talking to me?"

"No, I'm talking to your sister."

Then I started crying.  

From the exhaustion...

the stress...

and the adrenaline.

I put on a movie and merged into traffic.



julie said...

How scary for you. I am so glad you got her back in and got on your way. Well, that probably took a few years off of you. PS to Mr F, you better do the painting you said you'd do;)

Mrs Furious said...

"PS to Mr F, you better do the painting you said you'd do"


It turns out I've got a wireless connection up in PA!!! I'm excited.

Baby put me through the wringer again tonight. House full of people and she's throwing a psychotic tantrum in our room. Fun times. If anything it really makes me appreciate how cooperative Kid is.

Now I'm hoping all the "grownups" will shut the fuck up out on the porch so I can finally get some sleep!

Claire said...

okaaaay, this is not sounding good. I can relate to *trips with babies* but the most I ever did was 8 hours on a train.....

I really admire you for taking all this on, but my admiration ain't gonna help you much on the highway really, is it?

I think on the return trip, you should just leave the stuff and fly home, if possible.....

*stuff* isn't as important as yourself or your kids.

inkelywinkely said...

Man, stressful.

I am so pissed right now I could barely see straight. Atleast your problems got my mind off of wanting to kill everyone in a 500 ft radius of me.

I will be emailing you soon will all the juicy details. You won't even believe it- it will be great reading by the time you can get on the internet again. :D

We are pulling for ya down here, mrs f....and sending you good vibes and prayers.

Supermom said...

I am so sorry!!!!!!!!

Just think next week your traveling will be over!

I am thinking about you and the girls!

Robin said...

Oh Mrs. F, I'm so sorry. That is terrifying and I absolutely know the crying out of fear, exhaustion and frustration.

I hope the rest of your vacation goes better. Your kids won't remember the yelling. They'll remember what a great road trip they had with mom and all the fun they had with their cousins.

Torey said...

Eeek! I'm sorry!! But good for you for handling the situation!

I hope your trip gets better!!

Deb said...

You are amazing, because I already know I would not survive this trip. It's possible more than one of my children might not, either, if I attempted it.

"Travel safely" seems a little silly at this point, doesn't it? I'll spare you that. Stay alive.

Claire said...

One of my daughters had a penchant for opening car doors as I was going 60 mph - twice - I spanked - sometimes it is the only way to get through to a two yr old. When we were moving from Pa. to Houston I told the new employer he would have to fly the three girls and myself there as someone wouldn't make it and it wasn't going to be me --- and yet our family still loves road trips!!!

Heather said...

God. I hope you get there soon. What a nightmare.

gooddog said...

Hang in there, Mrs. F.

(Sometimes they listen better to other mothers... at least, mine do.)

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