We have taken Carter on a few longer car rides. The longest trip has been a 4 hour
drive. Luckily he has been really
good! We have a 6 hour trip coming up
toward the end of June. We’ll see how
that goes. The first time Carter went on
a trip I was alone and feared he would get hungry during the drive and I’d have
to pull over to feed him. He slept the
entire time.
Double fisting bird toys in the car. Notice the food mess on his car seat, that's why we don't use bibs anymore. |
A month later Ty and I were scheduled for a visit to his
family that entailed a 4 hour drive. I
was worried until Ty came up with a great idea.
We got an adapter for the cigarette lighter in his car so I could plug
my breast pump in. If Carter got hungry
I could plug in, pump, and then feed him a bottle. It worked like a charm. I would sit in the back with Carter so I
could feed him if he got hungry. That
also enabled me to play with him.
Harper now sits up front and takes on the role as navigator. |
We pack a laundry basket with the breast pump, books, toys,
a Ziploc bag full of clean pump parts, and a Ziploc bag to put the parts in
once they become dirty. I sit on one
side of the car seat and we put the laundry basket on the other side. Now that he’s eating solid foods we also pack
a bib, spoon, and baby food. We recently
discovered we make less of a mess without a bib. When using a bib Carter grabs the bib and
rubs it all over his face getting food in his eyes, ears, and hair. We don’t pack a bib anymore.
What no more bib?!!? |
Our trips usually begin with Carter awake. I’ll start out by reading him a book. I love using board books because he can reach
out and turn the page.
Then I’ll give him some toys to play with or play with him
using the toys. We also play
peek-a-boo. His favorite version is when
I cover his face with a blanket or burp cloth and then lift it while saying
boo. He cracks up every time.
Gotta get the spit bubbles goin too! |
He then gets hungry.
I usually start by giving him some baby food. When he’s eaten the baby food he’s ready for
some milk to wash it down so I pump and give him a bottle. Lately he’s gotten to be Mr. Independent and
grabs onto the bottle, trying to hold it himself.
Once he’s gotten his fill he falls into a deep sleep. I always feel bad for him as his head slips
to the side and I watch the strain on his neck.
When I fall asleep like that I wake up in a world of pain, but he never
seems to mind.
What a sweet, sleeping boy! |
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