What a Story....

Once Upon a Time....

Pete and Amy were SO excited to head up north to see family and friends. The bags were packed, alarms set, and to bed they went, knowing it would be a LONG day ahead of them- 10 hours in the car would be rough, but geesh- with this much excitement, what could go wrong?!?! HA!

6:00 AM the alarm goes off, Pete and Amy shower, grab breakfast, and go to load their dog Emma in the car, but she has other plans...

She's not eating her breakfast- no biggie, she's just nervous with the hustle and bustle in the morning, but then it begins: she promptly throws up 2-3 times all over the kitchen floor. Amy starts dry heaving as she isn't quite past the nausea of pregnancy, leaving Pete (gagging, and heaving- he is NOT the go-to throw up guy) to deal with the mess of Lord knows what she has just hacked up all over the floor.

Let me mention here that Emma is NEW to being an outdoor/backyard dog and has discovered that rabbit poop is rather tasty- and that even her own poop tastes good because of eating rabbit poop... we nipped this nasty habit in the bud about a week ago- or so we thought.... so you can IMAGINE the sight and smell of the matter all over the floor ;(

Emma seems better, she gets cleaned up, floor mopped up, trash out, good to GO!!!!

So, on the road they go complete with a breakfast of champions at McDonalds... whoohooo, got to love pregnancy cravings ;) or so it was blamed! With nothing but the open road ahead, things are looking good, until Amy turns to see Emma salivating like crazy like she TOO would like a McMuffin... but the intense saliva wasn't for food at all...

...and it began...

she puked 4 times all over Pete's COMPANY CAR backseat. Trigger the nausea (meaning Amy has her head stuck out the window in the POURING rain trying to catch her breath so no one would see McMuffin's Round 2 all over her seat as well). Pete is in utter shock and immediately pulls off to a gas station to address the situation: puke is everywhere.... so a Walmart run is made (thank GOD IN HEAVEN for that store at that exit!!) and they cleaned up, covered the backseat in trash bags and fresh blankets and resumed the drive.

Open road here they go....

until 1 hour later when history repeated itself...

...and repeated itself....

...and repeated itself...

thank goodness for those trash bags

pregnancy nausea still wouldn't let up so each puke session, warranted Amy's head be out the window letting pouring rain in the car...

which leads to Pete's nerves being SHOT

(he's a nut about the dog hair in his car, let alone dog hair, drool, poop smellin' vomit, and his wife not addressing the situation while he is trying to drive through a torrential downpour)

The drive continued... I mean there was no where else to go other than north so Pete found somewhere within himself to muster the patience and Amy armed herself with trash bags to catch the puke and decided to be a "mom" and swallow her own nausea for the sake of her husband's sanity- they just HAD to get to a place where Emma could EXIT this small premise into a cage to get better, and a place where Pete and Amy could FINALLY not smell puke any longer.

10 hours turned into 11 and then 12 (with about 8 stops and 10 pukes between Arkansas and Indiana) they were finally in their last mile..... in which Emma couldn't contain her excitement from almost being there and threw up just ONE last time before exiting this horrific nightmare.

Luckily, "Nana Kathy" was ready for the sick patient, with Emma's bed set up and some dry rice and water to ease her stomach. Emma continued to throw up throughout the night and finally was given Pepto for her stomach and Benedryl to knock her out and it worked!!! After a full 24 hours of vomiting and grossness she came out on the other side, but geeesh....

if that didn't give us a glimpse into the crazy times that come with parenthood then I don't know what will...

And that was the beginning to our Thanksgiving Trip!