When Baby G was ten months we had to attend an AGM at Chickmangalur which is about 6 hours from where we live according to Google maps. Sometimes I wanna hit Google maps for not accounting traffic and the road conditions. This was one of those times. It was easy planning and packing.
Baby G was crawling now so he would be an additional wiggly in the car. We had tried the baby seat so many times but he wouldn't sit. We just took it along I case he would.
I realised one thing. Many parents have this beautiful thought of dressing up their babies in their finest when they r going somewhere. Good thought when you are travelling close but when travel is more than 1 hour, dont use jeans, lace and tutus. Babies are mostly uncomfortable because fabric cause heat and is a little pokey pokey. Its best to just stick to a tee, diaper and loose shorts. Also, mummies who choose to wear tight clothing, opt for track pants. They are a blessing which we dont appreciate much. Forget duppattas, forget your loose hair, forget uncomfortable lingerie. Just stick to track pants and a tee.
We started from home around 6am hoping to reach by 1pm. We ended up reaching at 3pm. Late, only because I got motion sick and had to change clothes in the car. My bad to have opted to wear a denim. We stopped for breakfast and once for baby G to have his lunch.
We started from Tirupur and till we reached Hasan, the drive was boring. Only after Hasan did the scenery get beautiful with farms all along the way. We checked in and had lunch. It was drizzling the whole time we were there and it was too cold to use the pool. We sat by the pool and had some 'our'
time (which also included me pushing Padhu inside the freezing pool).
We were indoors most of the time. Baby G enjoyed his long baths in the hot tub. He would float all his bath toys and play till he got sleepy.
Padhu took over G for a couple if hours, while I got a massage. They apparently floated all the bath toys in the pool and watched them.
The resort was beautiful. Coffee and pepper plants everywhere. Their buffet spread had porridges and boiled vegetables one day and boiled oats the next. I had no problem finsing food for baby G. It wasnt the apt time to go with a baby with all the rains the place was seeing but we had fun nevertheless.
Baby G was crawling now so he would be an additional wiggly in the car. We had tried the baby seat so many times but he wouldn't sit. We just took it along I case he would.
I realised one thing. Many parents have this beautiful thought of dressing up their babies in their finest when they r going somewhere. Good thought when you are travelling close but when travel is more than 1 hour, dont use jeans, lace and tutus. Babies are mostly uncomfortable because fabric cause heat and is a little pokey pokey. Its best to just stick to a tee, diaper and loose shorts. Also, mummies who choose to wear tight clothing, opt for track pants. They are a blessing which we dont appreciate much. Forget duppattas, forget your loose hair, forget uncomfortable lingerie. Just stick to track pants and a tee.
We started from home around 6am hoping to reach by 1pm. We ended up reaching at 3pm. Late, only because I got motion sick and had to change clothes in the car. My bad to have opted to wear a denim. We stopped for breakfast and once for baby G to have his lunch.
We started from Tirupur and till we reached Hasan, the drive was boring. Only after Hasan did the scenery get beautiful with farms all along the way. We checked in and had lunch. It was drizzling the whole time we were there and it was too cold to use the pool. We sat by the pool and had some 'our'
time (which also included me pushing Padhu inside the freezing pool).
We were indoors most of the time. Baby G enjoyed his long baths in the hot tub. He would float all his bath toys and play till he got sleepy.
Padhu took over G for a couple if hours, while I got a massage. They apparently floated all the bath toys in the pool and watched them.
The resort was beautiful. Coffee and pepper plants everywhere. Their buffet spread had porridges and boiled vegetables one day and boiled oats the next. I had no problem finsing food for baby G. It wasnt the apt time to go with a baby with all the rains the place was seeing but we had fun nevertheless.
Our drive back was tiring. The traffic was thicker and we stopped at Mysore for a whole hour that added to the delay. He didnt use his car seat throughout. We figured the one thing we invested in in a big waste.
Travel with baby in a car for seven hours - check.
Travel with baby who refuses to sit in a baby car seat for seven hours - check.
Nailed it!
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