My sister T came to visit for a long weekend. It was GREAT! She got to meet JC and spend some time with him and LB. And, she watched them while Hubby and I went to the spa downtown and had a hot tub & massage treatment. Yessssssss..... so nice!
We went to the aquarium and across the Golden Gate Bridge. We did some wine tasting and ate at Fisherman's Wharf. Very fun! The boys and I drove up to SF to drop her off at the airport, and that's when things got challenging.
After we dropped her off, the apocalypse arrived, I swear. The sky wasn't gray or overcast- it was black and menacing. I had heard about the storms we were supposed to be getting, but this was a little scary. The rain started, which wasn't too bad. I set my GPS to "Home" and started on the route. It took me on some weird roads, but I trusted it. Too bad. After thinking "this is strange", I check the address and it was for the Monterey Motel 6. So we took the long way, and what a long way it was.
One stretch of road had no exits, no shoulder, no breakdown lane, and no median. Not good for someone who has to pee badly, and also needs to change diapers badly. It was also backed up from accidents, snow, and downed power lines. I think we averaged 3 mph for about 45 minutes. I had to pee so bad that I took one of LB's diapers, stuffed it down my pants, and let loose. Unfortunately, I don't have a two year old's bladder, so it didn't exactly catch everything.
When we finally got to a turn-out, I changed the boys. JC had explosive pooped all over himself, but luckily I had a change of clothes. LB had peed through everything, including his shirts. I had extra pants for him, so he just had to bear with a damp shirt. But I didn't think I'd need a change of clothes for myself! I had a pretty embarassing spot in a pretty embarassing place, which some chick was kind enough to snicker at as I was getting back in the car.
The whole ride home reeked of pee. I did my best to sit on a diaper, as to not ruin my carseats, but we all just stank. Luckily, the rest of the drive was okay, just rainy and windy. And Hubby, being a sweet husband, had drawn up a warm bath for the boys, so as soon as we arrived, he took the baby and started cleaning him up.
It was adventurous. It always is. It's always something when I'm traveling with the boys.
2 comments:
Oh my! What a mess. I don't mean to laugh, but you used the word "stank" so I had to.
Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. It's nice to "meet" you. Sounds like a bath was the perfect end to your day...
not gonna lie, I did something very sinilar when I had hurt my back and couldn't get off the couch to go to the bathroom. I feel your pain. Atleast you were resourcful!!
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