Trek to Colusa
misty · Wed, Nov 25, 2015This morning was good, and time passed quickly. Milo had good naps, and before we knew it, it was time for Chase to be home before our trek to Colusa to visit Jeff and Kathy for the holiday. I spent Milo’s quiet time packing and organizing. Chase and I have made a concerted effort to travel light, but I swear for this trip I nearly packed every baby item we own. I’m so nervous about how Milo’s going to do in the car.
The plan is that we’re taking BART to Richmond, then Amtrak to Davis. In Davis, Jeff is going to pick us up and drive us to Colusa. We should be in Colusa by 8pm, which is 30 minutes before Milo’s bed time. So we’ll be cutting it close. But hopefully we won’t have to disrupt Milo’s routine too much.
Edit: Travel updates
A bit of good news first: while we were waiting for our train to arrive (it was 35 minutes late), Milo drank a bottle! I had freshly pumped some milk just before we left the apartment, so as we sat out in the cold, Chase decided to see if she’d drink some. She didn’t fuss, didn’t chew on the nipple, didn’t refuse to drink. She just opened up and gulped the milk down! It felt like a miracle.
Now for the bad news: Amtrak was a fiasco. Our train was headed northbound, and apparently a man’s truck stalled out on the tracks and the driver called 911 to alert the conductors. Our conductor got the news in time and stopped just before reaching the truck. However, the southbound train wasn’t able to stop in time and ended up striking the truck (there was no driver in it) and dragging it along for a little way, scraping it along the side of our train. So we were stuck on the tracks for just a bit over 2 hours, which of course delayed our arrival in Davis.
Milo was great in the train most of the time. She fell asleep at 8:30, but she kept waking when the conductor blew the whistle and the announcer came over the PA to announce stops and whatnot. So, she was a bit restless until we reached Davis.
Then, in the car, we had the worst car trip to date. Milo screamed and screamed for a solid 20 minutes until she wore herself out and fell asleep. We eventually got to Colusa and got her into bed. It was miserable, listening to her scream like that with nothing that would comfort her. Normally, I try to get her to suck on my finger for comfort, but tonight she wouldn’t have it. I guess this is what it’s like to have a baby cry it out. I didn’t want to do it this way, especially when my girl is slightly under the weather, but that’s how it goes, I guess. Maybe she’ll do better on the car trips to come.