yippy skippy!

I took Chloe to the pedi's office this morning, just for a weigh-in. She is up five ounces from her appointment on Monday! Yay! She tipped the scale at 8 lbs, 9 oz. :) On a not-so-yippy-skippy note, I think I was crazy to think that we could travel with a week-old infant. :/ It was quite the day today after the doc appointment. I spent all afternoon packing for me, Chloe and Noah to head to the beach for the weekend. Well, in between feeding her, of course. So it took me FOREVER to pack because she wants to nurse like at least every hour but it's usually closer to every 30 minutes. She rarely goes a full three hours between feedings (that's only if she's sleeping). So anyway, we finally got everything packed and I installed her car seat base into Matt's car, thinking I could somehow sit in between her and Noah. Ummm... no. I could not even get one ass cheek in the seat. So then I was freaking out because I don't like not being able to see her because she has like no neck muscles and her head likes to flop forward in her seat... or to the side... something that looks very uncomfortable and not safe. So... I just sat in the front seat and we took off. But wait. I just couldn't stand it so we went back so I could see if there was any possible chance that someone could fit in the middle of my car's back seat with the two seats. I moved her base over and sat in the middle just to see if Noah's seat could fit next to me. No way. In the meantime, Chloe starts crying so I rock her in her carseat before putting her back in Matt's car. But that didn't last too long so I ended up taking her out to nurse her while Matt stopped for gas and food. This went on and on. Then I had to take her out and nurse her in the parking lot of Noah's daycare. Then again at some random truck business on our way out of town. And trying to put her back in her seat pisses her off all over again so then I have to nurse her some more. It's like a chain reaction. I eventually just tried to stand back there next to her and lean over so she could nurse but that wasn't good enough. She has to be in my arms, of course. At that point, we were all stressed out and feeling extremely uneasy about this whole thing so enough was enough. We canceled! THANK GOD. It took us forever just to get back home but once we walked in the door, I felt like it was worth all the trouble just to realize that... that trip was not happening, lol! I absolutely cannot imagine how long it would've actually taken us to make this normally-two-hour trip but I'm guessing at least four hours, considering it took us two hours just to get 30 minutes out and then come back home. Yuck. But now we are home and happy and Chloe is sleeping in her swing. So breastfeeding is awesome but doesn't work well for road trips. If she was older, I would just pump a bottle and feed it to her but I'm not ready for that yet. That's going to be an entirely different story when that times comes, I'm sure.