"New Mum On The Block "
Nelson District Parent Centre Newsletter December/January 2007
It never ceases to amaze me how much gear is needed when traveling with a little one. In the last nineteen months since Amelia's entry into the world, we've been on a few excursions. I have flown to and from Auckland twice with Amelia, without hubby. Earlier this year we had a family trip to Sydney. And we've stayed out at Ruby Bay, a mere 20 minutes drive from Tahuna, at my mums a few times.
Some days I'm good at it. I make my checklist and dash around the house filling a suitcase. Yet for the latest trip away, a simple two nights out at Ruby Bay over Labour w'end, I relaxed the rules a little. There was no list. And so in a very un-Virgo way, I haphazardly packed this and that, aware that this method was probably going to backfire on me.
Which it did. I ended up forgetting a bottle for Amelia (ah, a kind of key ingredient in her night time schedule at this point), my moisturiser, only packed one pair of socks for Amelia and then somehow lost my Pilates DVD between our place and my mums. Still yet to be found. My abs that were slowly toning up are settling back into the relaxed flopping belly they were before I started Pilates. Never fear, I bought another Pilates DVD today, there is hope yet...
My mum said when we were kids she always attached a list of what we'd taken with us to our suitcases so that when we left places we could check we had everything. Good idea. We're heading North over Christmas for two weeks, staying an average of two nights in each place.
The potential to lose precious toys is very high. It is amazing how many toys have been lost so far – out of the buggy. Some sentimental toys – but probably more so for us than Amelia as a few were given to her around her birth. I almost lost a toy she is strangely attached to at the moment the other day. I say strangely 'cos it's a doorstop – that is disguised as a cow. (Or is it a cow disguised as a doorstop??) It's fondly referred to as “sausage -cow”. Amelia insists on going to bed with sausage -cow and it ended up in her buggy the other day only to fall out in the last five minutes of our walk
Thankfully I noticed when we got home that sausage-cow wasn't in the buggy and so hurriedly backtracked. And when I saw sausage-cow in the distance, lying in the intersection between Green and Roto St here in Tahuna I :
1. Prayed that no cars were going to come anytime soon and squash poor sausage-cow.
2. Hoped that no one would see me pathetically pleased to see a cow-doorstop on the road...
Past experience of traveling with Amelia has taught us to bring toys, books and a few Wiggles DVDs. The Wiggles are the only magic trick we have up our sleeves at this point to get Amelia to sit still. They are typically on at the beginning of the day when I shower and at the end of the day, while I prepare tea.
Amelia's music cds seem to be a great source of comfort and entertainment – at the moment she can happily sit by her bookcase going through her books while her music plays for around an hour. So those will be coming up North too – the CDs – not the bookcase!!It certainly is a different kettle of fish traveling with a little one. Gone are the days of chilling out to music or watching an inflight movie on planes. Most flights I spend either encouraging Amelia to sleep or keeping her entertained.
Hubby and I have sat down and attempted to nut out an itinerary for up North. We've decided it's probably best on the days we are driving, to drive during Amelia's nap time which is around two hours at noon which is the average time we'll be on the road between destinations. But if there's any great one thing I've learnt about children it's that plans cannot be set in stone, agendas can change at any moment, and to always allow a lot more time than originally planned for the unexpected.
In our family we've discovered that separate bags for each individual is the easiest way to go. So when we went out to Ruby Bay at Labour weekend Kev and I had medium sized bags each and then Amelia had her very own enormous suitcase containing all her clothes, bedding (for the cot out there that we didn't even use in the end), toys, books, and DVDs. Everything but the kitchen sink, it would seem. :)
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