Long story short:
We left home at 4:30am on Sunday morning. We arrived at our final destination at 11:30pm Sunday night. To save you from math that's 19 hours.
Long story:
We made plans to leave at 4:30am and after those plans, JP announced that they would start contraflow at 4am. Because we didn't know if Alex would wake up at night we didn't want to push up the leave time. We had no problem on the WBank Expy or the CCC. When we got to I-10 we hit traffic. From there we went 90 miles in 10 hours. We didn't get out of Slidell until 3:30pm. I-10 was blocked off going East so EVERYONE who wanted to go to the coast of MS, AL, FL, or GA had to go up I-59. The traffic was absolutely a nightmare.
Ms. Doris entertained and fed Alex in the backseat. He was an angel. He didn't cry at all.
Patrick found some shortcuts in MS so we didn't have to sit in I-59 traffic more than we already were. We stopped to eat and that took about 30 minutes. Around 7pm Ms. Debbie started getting tired so we tried our hardest to find a closer hotel. Nothing was available. Then I remembered that my cousin Tracy was in Tuscaloosa and I called her to see if her hotel had an opening. They did....one room. So Ms. Debbie and Ms. Doris stayed to sleep while Patrick, Me, and Alex continued on another 2 hours to our hotel.
7 miles from our hotel exit Alex started crying. It got worse. There was nothing I could do so I was going to wait it out. At 3 miles from the exit, he vomited and gagged from crying so much. I pulled over to take care of him and console him. I was scared to death someone was going to hit me because there were no lights on that stretch of highway and cars were going upwards of 70mph. Finally, I had to put him back in his seat and listen to crying for 3 miles. When we got to the hotel I took him out and held him for the rest of the night. We arrived at 11:30pm and finally got to bed around 1am.
This morning Patrick woke up early to get his mom and grandma and about 20 minutes later he called to tell me the Tuscaloosa hotel had a room. So he came back home. We packed up and decided to drive the 2 hours again. At least when we go home it SHOULD be a shorter drive. Personally I'd like to wait for the bulk of the people to return home so we can avoid traffic again but money will be an issue and we'll have to leave when we can come back.
I'm not looking forward to returning!
Patrick and I are finally getting to take showers....48 hours later. I think we'll burn our clothes. We're in our new hotel room now.
I need tires too. As soon as we pulled in to the Tuscaloosa hotel parking lot my tire rolled over something and began losing air. Then Patrick inspected my tires and we decided it would be safe if I got all new tires. So that's a pretty penny too.
If there's any more, I'll add it down here....I think that's all, I'm pretty sleep deprived. I have driven 21 hours in 2 days and had 6 hours of sleep...and anyone who really knows me, knows I need more than 6 hours of sleep.
Just thought of this so I'll add it. I'm so glad and LUCKY that Alex was so good. When I say he didn't cry until 7 miles from the hotel, he really did not cry. I couldn't believe it. I know he reached his limit of spending time in the car seat. Heck, I reached my limit of driving around the 4 hour mark. At least I know if need be, I can drive 19 hours straight....but I'll never do it again unless I absolutely have to. I'm so proud of my little man.