We followed Ryan's family (they had all of our things in a trailer.) while driving here and it took roughly 2 days.
The drive down was horrible. I don't mean to be negative but seriously.
First day: Emma puked all over herself and the car seat ( my poor girl), our poor cat was stuck in her pet carrier and was wailing the whole first day, I was super car sick and spent the last 2 hours with my window rolled down trying not to catch a whiff of Emma's throw up but trying to comfort her at the same time. she was SO miserable. :( It took every fiber of my being to prevent myself from jumping out of our moving vehicle and off of the nearest cliff or bridge...
But I like my life way too much.
AND we stopped at a hotel before I resorted to such extreme measures.
At the hotel we had some explosive diarrhea from Emma and maybe either Ryan or I, I won't say who...
But we all got cleaned up, I got some motion sickness medication in my body, we sedated the cat so she'd sleep, I cleaned Emma's car seat and clothes, we got some sleep and by the next day we were ready to go!
The second day wasn't as bad. We saw a castle and drove through some pretty scenery.
But to make a long ( and I mean LONG) story short, we made it. I didn't commit suicide. Emma stopped exploding both ways. Ryan was the rock who kept everyone semi sane AND did most of the driving (my hero) and we now live in a cute apartment (with excellent AC) in blazing hot Texas.
It honestly hasn't quite set in that were here yet.
But to be completely honest, I love showing my support for Ryan and the fact the he has a great way to provide for our family, so it's really not that bad.
I'm a little homesick but I keep in contact with my family a lot so everything is going to be alright.
I'm just keeping busy, taking life a step at a time and taking many, many deep breaths.
I've got my two loves with me.
Life is good.
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