Friday, June 22, 2012

Off like a prom dress



The day has arrived. Quinn and I are leaving on a jet plane at crack of dawn tomorrow and heading to Michigan to visit my family and friends for a week.

I’m more than a bit nervous about traveling with Quinn by myself. He’s a busy little guy, so he’s not going to like sitting on mommy’s lap all day long. He also sleeps best when it’s very dark and very quiet (don’t we all?), so he may not nap all day.

The logistics once we arrive will be complicated as well with only one pair of adult hands. Quinn and I are sharing a hotel room, so I’m not sure how I’ll do basic things, like shower or go to the bathroom, without waking him up. I also hope the hotel will have one of those small refrigerators available for me to rent so I can keep Q’s milk cold, but they’re first-come-first-serve so I’m keeping my fingers crossed.

Finally, there’s the whole issue of contamination. Between the airport, the plane and the hotel room, I don’t even want to think about all the grossness that Quinn will come into contact with. The main cause of this concern is my germophobia, but I also don’t want Q to get sick while we’re there. That would make a stressful week even more stressful and no fun for either of us.

That little refrigerator better have enough room for some wine, too.

Anyhoot, worries aside, I’m really looking forward to seeing everyone. The week is already booked with lunches, dinners, play dates and plenty of Grandma time.

Since we’ll be so busy, I decided to go on another blogcation next week. But don’t worry. It won’t be complete radio silence over here at A Wide Line. I have some hilarious videos lined up for you to enjoy each day during my absence.

We’ll return to our regularly scheduled programming on July 3 with a jam-packed QWA all about our trip. I’ll also let you know how we survived the flights and other travel logistics on our own. If I acquire any wisdom about traveling with a toddler, I’ll be sure to share that, too. If not, it will just be a lot of whining.

Now. We’re off like a prom dress.