Thursday, 2 January 2014: Two Hundred and Seventy Six Days Old.
We made the long drive home today, despite none of us really wanting to leave.
Ayla was much less settled on the return journey today than what she had been last week, and her tears weren’t as easily wiped dry with a new toy or snack.
After all the excitement and stimulation over the past week I think Ayla found being confined to her car seat boring and lonesome so we pulled out all the stops when it came to entertaining her.
After we’d run out of reasons to stop and stretch our legs, after Ayla had tired of playing baby games on my iPhone and after we’d run out of nibblies to graze on, Hubby and I finally resorted to singing Ayla clips of our favourite hits from the nineties (Corny Parent Status: Complete).
When we finally got home Ayla seemed to know exactly where she was and she started kicking and squealing with delight as soon as she saw The Dog.
Ayla also seemed to recognise her toys, and she got stuck into playing them like they were long lost friends while Hubby and I set about unpacking.
Thursday, 26 December 2013: Two Hundred and Sixty Nine Days Old.
We hit the road at 5.30am this morning, and after 12 hours of driving and 1000 kms, we arrived safe and sound at “The Station*”.
Only three out of the thirty-odd family members knew we were coming so it was great to turn up and still be able to say “surprise!”.
Ayla was wonderful in the car, better than I expected. She cat napped for most of the journey, and when she was awake I just kept changing her toy every hour or so to keep her occupied.
When we arrived I think Ayla was a bit shocked. I can’t recall her ever seeing so many kids in one place, let alone all the eager aunties and uncles just itching to say hello and tickle her chubby cheeks!
But after a bath and a feed Ayla started to get into the swing of things, and before long she was trying her darnedest to squirm out of my arms and into the dirt.
Baby Ayla in hypo mode: squealing, then grabbing the camera and trying to eat it.
I like to think she’s sending kisses though 😉
Sunday, 14 July 2013: One Hundred and Four Days Old.
At three and a half month old, our little Baby Ayla Rose is now a seasoned traveler.
She’s been camping. She’s traveled on planes and stayed in strange beds. She’s gone from wearing winter clothes to summer bikinis in less than a week.
And today, she mastered the great Aussie driving holiday.
For five and a half hours Ayla made the back seat of our Navara her own. She slept for most of it, played with her toys for some of it, and she even started up a conversation with us every now and then.
Hubby and I took it easy on the road, stopping a few times for fuel and food.
And each time we pulled over Ayla was as happy to be taken out of her car seat and join in the adventure as she was to be put back in it and hit the road again.
We made it home relaxed and in one piece, so proud of our little girl and refreshed from our wonderful weekend away.