Saturday, April 27, 2013

road trippin' with a newborn

Last weekend, Tim and I took a roadtrip out to California...

...with our seven-week-old.

You may hold your applause.

Actually, on second thought, don't.  Clap away, my friends.

I know people do that kind of thing all the time, but we felt like fearless warriors, about to embark on a journey filled with unexpected adventures, danger, and intrigue.  Because, I'll be honest, going anywhere in public with her has felt like that since day one.  And taking a twelve-hour roadtrip with her was like that...but on steroids.  [You know, not to mention the fact that a twelve hour trip by yourselves is like a one hundred hour trip with a newborn.]

But we lived to tell the tale!  And, truth be told, Ellie was an angel.  Behold:



Our sweet cherub.

Naturally, she had a few cranky moments, and one unnaturally large blowout, but most of the time she was either sleeping or smiling and "talking."  And any time she did start crying, Tim would just play the "water sounds" app on his phone and it would calm her right down.  Seriously.  Immediately.  I wonder how long that will last.  One can only hope for forever.

But really.  Let's talk about that blowout.  Let's just say that it got all over my nursing cover, my pants, the seat, and the floor of our car.  And then it took like another 20 minutes to clean her off, not to mention me and our car.  Tim says that he's going to tell all of her first dates about this experience, and, depending on the suitor, I may or may not stop him.

It was amazing to see my grandma and my aunt.  It's crazy to think that my grandma is now a great-grandma.  She's not old enough for that!  And I don't think Ellie ever wanted to leave.  I'm not sure she was put down the entire time we were there.  And my aunt spoiled her with clothes like there was no tomorrow.  Which is exactly what she did with me.  [What she still does with me, actually.]

On the way back, we even putted around St. George for a few hours and stopped by Cove Fort.  It was so fun.  Everything we did felt like an absolute adventure.

We are approximately 101% more brave about taking her places since this trip.  It's awesome.  We have adventures with her pretty much every day.  I'm still not sure I feel 101% more confident taking her places by myself, but hey, we're making progress.

Oh and hey, p.s. Ellie is two months old today.  Can you believe it?  She gets cuter and cuter by the day.  Which sounds cliche, but it actually isn't.  Pictures to come!

p.p.s.  We are under contract to buy a house!  We are not old and/or mature enough for this, but somehow it's happening!  Details to come.

p^3.s.  Pictures and details to come...someday.  Is her 10th birthday too late?

p^4.s.  Just kidding.  Kind of.

2 comments:

Ali Mills said...

Oh my gracious you ARE brave!! Good for you guys though!! And you're BUYING A HOUSE!? That's AWESOME! So jealous!

Also I think he SHOULD tell all her first dates that story. It's perfect blackmail hahaha

She's still gorgeous and I can't wait to see how much more she grows!!

karajean said...

Brave indeed! B/c Scott was on Paternity leave for a few months after Owen was born I kept suggesting that we drive to California for a weekend before he went back to work but we never did it. Now I'm wishing we had. Newborns are pretty flexible when it comes to stuff like that.

And it is a total cliché, but they do get cuter EVERY DAY. I still think Owen is getting cuter/more fun every single day. I loved the newborn stage but it just keeps getting better and better!