Rylee was a complete angel on the 12 hour car drive! She literally slept and if she wasn't sleeping she was playing in her car seat. We really couldn't have asked for a better drive.
I'll just cut to the point & say the sleeping situation was horrible, absolutely horrible. She refused to sleep in her pack & play. We tried for 2 nights in a row & both nights she had a full on bloody murder scream for 1 hour. As soon as I laid her in bed with me, she was out. This continued for 9 straight days & even including nap time. The bed we had was a full size bed- so Jeremy had to sleep on the pull out couch because there was no way we could all fit on a full size! I was lacking so much sleep the entire time we were there.
She was pretty cranky the entire 9 days too. I'm sure a lot of it was due to the fact that her schedule was jacked up big time. She didn't have her normal toys like she does here at home & nothing was the same. Going out to dinner every single night became old..quick.
We've traveled with her before & it was nothing like this. I've heard this is such a hard time to travel with toddlers. I'm thinking they're right. When we went to D.C. & Boca Raton last year she was an angel! Slept in her PnP & was completely fine.
My advice: if you're planning on traveling with a baby- do it while they're young because it was A LOT easier for us when she was younger compared to now.
I'm hoping it will become easier once she gets over this weird stage she's in- here's to hoping since we're flying this summer out west & will be gone for 7 days.
Overall, it was a fun trip minus the lack of sleep & the constant whining.
We met up with some awesome friends from my October 2010 group!
Rylee found her 1st boyfriend.
She seriously was attached to his side the entire time! He loved it, too. ;)
We went to the park a lot & she was being naughty and wouldn't walk away from the water & ended up getting soaked.
We had a little Easter egg hunt for them at the park!
We drove up to Nashville & went to the zoo!
Here she met V.
Here she met V.
