- Arrival: What acceptance we get from family!
- Hope: Our kids will always love each other! Our families exist in perfect tandem! We will get decent sleep while we're here!
- Reconstruction: Okay, not great sleep. Actually, extremely crappy. But with a nap, I'll be ready to leave and drive the three hours home.
- Bargaining: Okay, so napped a little later than we meant to. And it's Friday. And we have to drive through LA. But it'll be okay as long as we keep moving.
- Shock and denial: Ack! Bumper-to-bumper on the 101 to 405. Surely it can't be like this the whole time? Maybe if we stop for lunch, it will get better!
- Pain and guilt: Okay, honey, yes. You should have woken me up. Point taken.
- Depression (along with rage, pain, guilt, etc). We are trapped on a long corridor with no exits with one misbehaving child, and one screaming infant who keeps getting woken from a fitful nap. We are never leaving our house again.
Hats off to my friend Abi, who actually attempts real trips with her children. Check out her insight here!