Staying Straight While Traveling

Disclosure: I am a Straight Talk Tester. This is a sponsored post. All thoughts and opinions are purely my own. Nothing brings me more pleasure than traveling. I like to travel and I especially like doing it with the kid. What can I say? She makes it easy on me.

We both love “hanging out” with one another especially when we are on a road trip. This past week, I had the pleasure of driving up to Atlanta for the Type A Parent Conference. It was fantastic!

You know what wasn’t fantastic? Me calling the hotel to let them know that I’d be arriving late on my check in day and them telling me that my reservation was for the NEXT day! So, what should’ve been a relaxing 6-7 hour trip with my girl turned into a tad bit of a frenzy.

Though I was glad to have been in a car with Bluetooth cell phone action, I was even GLADDER that I had my Straight Talk phone. Though I initially thought “okay, it’ll be great to have this phone on this trip to see how it works while I’m traveling” I didn’t think it would make such a big difference.

Let’s face it, calls get dropped especially when driving through remote areas, right? Setting that aside, though, I was able to reach my BFF after several attempts on my other phone through the mamiPhone on Straight Talk wireless. It made all the difference in the world.

Traveling with Straight Talk

Why? Because my girl recently moved to Atlanta and while she was supposed to be traveling that week, it just so happened that she was home that night and I found myself a warm bed to crash on when I made it in to Atlanta at around 11:30 p.m. And it meant that the last couple of hours on the trip were relaxing as I jammed to some old school music while the Frog Princess slept.

I loved having coverage while I traveled. And for $45 on the unlimited plan,* it’s something you can’t beat.

Have you had issues staying connected while traveling?

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Disclosure: I am a Straight Talk Tester. This is a sponsored post. All thoughts and opinions are purely my own.

Running with Luggage

I am typing this while on the plane, trying to figure out how I can do some calf stretches before this thing lands.  It appears that I am going to have to run "full speed" to make my connecting flight.  I won't tell you where I'm going as I don't wish to have the paparazzi and legions of fans waiting for me.  After all, this is a non-mami business trip and I don't wish to disturb the flow of things. Here's the skinny: there was a "cap" on the wing that wasn't there.  The captain reassured us that said cap served only for cosmetic reasons and we had nothing to worry about.  So you're telling me I might miss my connecting flight because the plane needs blush?! Seriously?  This meant that we left about 40 minutes behind the scheduled time.  In speaking with the flight attendants, we found out we have to go through another security check when we get there.  Flight is supposed to land at 7, connection is supposed to take off at 7:20. Travel time between terminals, you ask? Ten to fifteen!

In any case, I'm not happy about this "running" in my near future.  Here's why: I've only done DAY ONE of my Ripped in 30! In my defense, Jillian didn't say the days had to be consecutively so, that's on her!  I, in my quest to pack light, brought my duffle (without wheels).  Of course, at the last minute I freaked and added some items that I really won't need which now will only serve to weigh me down: 1. my makeup bag (because all I need is my brow pencil, a little eyeshadow and some lip gloss, 2. the thin leather jacket. Okay I may need this as it looks like I'm going to the arctic circle and the temperatures will dip below 60.  I turn my heat on when it gets below 75 (and the fact that I grew up in NYC doesn't matter! I ain't 'shamed!), 3. the extra top because at the last minute I thought: what if something happens to my top and it gets dirty or something and I need another top for my meeting? On further thinking: I could always rock my I heart Nerds shirt which I always fly out with (don't knock the ritual).

In any case, I am already strategizing about how I am going to get the duffle bag out of the overhead compartment, strap it on me along with my nifty laptop backpack.  I'm in the 4th row with co-workers ahead of me and one a few rows behind.  I foresee some situations.  How will I jump over the old lady?  Is it wrong to push aside the children under one?  I am wearing sneakers so, I should be good to go.  However, I will be double knotting them as those SOB's like to come loose on me.  Just so you know, I have the kind of gung ho team that will leave my ass behind if I fall (we have customer obsession man, and if one of us has to be left behind to do the damn thing, that's what it is! We all signed up for this so, it's cool).

In other news: I didn't see the frog princess before leaving.  I dropped her off this morning and had a clear plan to stop by. I even pulled in to the driveway. That's when dad told me that she'd probably be upset because I wasn't picking her up. So, I sacrificed my need to see my baby girl so that she had a good rest of the afternoon.  So far so good. I am not feeling horrendous though there's a tiny bit of mami guilt (like: why don't I have a rich husband, why have I not played the lotto and why am I not a stay at home mami (see previous questions)?).

That's all for now.  If you'll excuse me, I need to do lunges in the isle while not drawing attention to myself...

The Road Less Traveled

I am heading out of town on my very first business trip since the frog princess was born.  Yes, I have been breathing into a paper bag since I realized what this meant. For two whole nights, I will not be putting my baby girl to bed.  I haven't left her since she was 4 months old, when I went to Tampa for a concert on my birthday and was gone for all of 15 hours (it was an overnight trip).  Back then, mami kept her and she was still small.  These days, she spends her days asking #1 Caregiver for mama.  I am trying not to think about how she will feel not seeing me in the morning and not setting eyes on me at night.  I know that it's "no big deal" and I "have to be away from her at some point". That's what people are telling me.

These people have no idea and I am not even sure if I can or want to explain it.  I've been lucky. I have the type of child that I've never wanted to be away from.  I'm sure there will come  a time, perhaps when the terrible twos hit, where all I will want is some time alone.  That hasn't happened yet.  Being away from her has just never even been a thought or something I've wanted to do.

I don't know what I could give to my frog princess so that she knows everything's going to be okay.  That mami will return in a couple of days.  More importantly, I don't know how I will fare but I certainly hope that I can take my A game on my trip because, after all, business is business and I still have a job to do.

Phone calls with the frog princess on regular days are hard because she gets upset when she hears my voice and does the international sign for "come here" to the phone trying to get me to pick her up. I suppose I could Skype but I don't now if that would be more troubling for her.

Ever been away from your 19-month old?  How did you react? How did you feel? What can I expect? Now, if you'll excuse me, I just blew through my 3rd paper bag!

Monday Series: Travel Plans

And since when did it become a good idea for me to have an actual blogging schedule? What exactly was I thinking? I probably wasn't so, there.  Don't judge me! Between the allergies/colds, headaches, grief, messy house, messy office, disorganized brain and overall upside down life, I'm surprised I even remember the login for my blog (I type it EVERY TIME, no "remember password" for me thankyouverymuch). 

Here's the problem.  I said something about a Monday Series but, I have no clue what I'm supposed to write about today.  I'm frustrated but, that's par for the course at least once a week when you're a project manager.  So perhaps today I will talk about my distress over travel.  In June, my dearest friend Alysha will be getting married in NYC.  And we are heading up for it.  The first thing I think is YAY! I cannot wait to be back home!  The Man (weirdly enough) has never been to the city (hangs head in shame).  I can think of a million places to go and a million things to see.

I want to take the frog princess to the Bronx Zoo and the botanical garden AND the museum of natural history because it's one of my favorite places.  Then there's central park.  I think I'll skip Toys 'r Us though.  No need to get crazy.  When I think about travel I think about planning.  This planning leads me to think about accoutrements for the kid.  That leads to slight hyperventilation over the thought of packing up all the shit that I keep in the car, on a plane.  A car seat, a stroller, toys, her backpack, my purse, luggage with clothes, bottles, sippy cups, graham crackers, Ritz crackers, books, Violet the dog, Clifford the dog (we have a dog pack going), diapers, outfits, back up outfits...well, you get the drift.  I am going to need wine to unwind after writing this paragraph alone! I am all wrapped around the axle on the travel.

I ask you: what did you take on your first air travel with your toddler?  The Frog Princess will be 18 months when we take the trip.  What is too much and what is a must have?  And, can one of my NYC readers let me borrow a car seat? I really don't think I want to travel with one.  A few people have already suggested an umbrella stroller over the big ATV (that's what we call our Graco).  I am planning on booking the flight heading up close to bedtime in hopes that we minimize the craziness (though this could backfire and I will be that chick that gets all the side eyes on the plane for having the crying child that won't shut up).

For the record, I was always the cool traveler when kids were crying. Living in Orlando, there was rarely a flight I would take heading back home that wasn't full of children.  I always had headphones and the only time I had a problem was when the kid behind me kicked my chair (over and over and over again).  In which case, he got the evil eye and promptly stopped.  But seriously, am I stressing out over nothing? You'd think I had nothing better to stress out about (trust me when I say, there's a waiting list!).

As a side note: today was almost as bad as the last few Mondays.  Which is making me wonder if this is happening to me so that I can have something to write about on the blog.  Really fate, I'm good.  Thanks!