For those of you that don’t know, I’m actually a country girl. I was born and bred in Bendigo before moving to the big smoke and bright lights of Melbourne at just 19.
Those that know me well are still baffled at how I ended up here. I always said as a kid, when I’d travel down with my Dad to Melbourne to play sport or watch my sister, that I’d never in a million years live in Melbourne. I hated the city and how busy it was, and if I couldn’t use Dad’s ride-on mower to cut my grass, then Melbourne would never be for me! I was your typical, outdoorsy, country girl and I loved it.
But here I am, and while I love living in Melbourne now, most of my family are still in Bendigo. Family is everything to me and I head back to my little country town, and my roots, as often as I can.
The trip from Melbourne to Bendigo is a little over two hours, which is a LONG TIME if you have passengers of the baby and toddler kind. I sort of have it figured out now – the whole warm milk and Miley ‘bangers’ situation – but for a long time that two-hour drive, sometimes a four-hour round trip, was the absolute bane of my existence. I’m talking burning hell on wheels.
Around the age of one, Milla would scream so much that my only option was to pull over on the side of the road or she would work herself into such as a state that she would vomit. And not just once. This would happen up to 5 or 6 times during the trip. There was simply nothing I could do to calm her down or cheer her up. You’ve never seen a broken woman like the figure I often cut on the side of the Calder Freeway. I think I’m actually famous for it.
The very WORST episode was the time my cat, named Miley of course, came along for the ride. Unfortunately, she was also prone to car sickness and at one point, when I had pulled over to stop Milla from projectile-vomiting all over herself, I was delighted to find that Miley had in fact vomited – out of both ends – inside the carrier. Seriously, just gross.
But it gets better. Who had no baby wipes on hand to clean up the mess? You guessed it. Needless to say, the rest of the trip was shit. Pun totally intended!
Another time, my sister and I were both driving from Bendigo back to Melbourne and we decided to take one child each. She chose Arlo and I got Milla, assuming because of the episodes detailed above, which Milla was now renowned for. But on this particular day, it was Arlo who decided to puke. ALL OVER HER CAR. I shouldn’t laugh but I feel like I did my time… Suckerrr. HA!
Anyway, I feel like I now have transporting my two kidlets over long distances down to a fine art, but you know what really helps, both with car-sickness and getting those kids to sleep? A smooth, comfortable, quiet ride.
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I really wish somebody had’ve told me this three years earlier!