Last week I had the pleasure of attending my first-ever North and East Texas Press Association convention at the big casino resort in Durant, Okla. The convention itself was very nice; however, the trip my husband, Laney and I had on the way there...well, it wasn’t so great. I knew traveling with a baby was somewhat more difficult than traveling alone or just with a spouse. We’d taken Laney places before, so we thought we knew what to expect. But we had no clue what all would be involved with transporting a baby that eats and moves around that far from home. We had the back of my Ford Escape packed to the gills with our two bags, with a third bag for Laney. Then there was the stroller, a bag of “baby-approved” food, a playpen and more. We even used part of the front seat to get everything in before we left. Oh, and the ride there was a trial in itself. It made packing to leave with a baby seem easy. The furthest Laney has ever been was about 1 1/2 hours from home. We discovered last week that 1 1/2 hours in a car seat was her limit. About halfway to Durant she started squealing “Eeeeeee!” and pulling at her seat’s straps, hoping to break free. She didn’t. So then she cried. We stopped to let her stretch a minute, then strapped an “eeeeee-ing” baby back into her seat to continue on. When snack time came about, my husband (who was in the back seat) gave her a graham cracker and a cup full of formula while I drove on. She went to sleep and didn’t wake up until about 20 miles from the hotel. It was at that point we were forced to remember that Laney doesn’t do well sleeping with a belly full of formula, at least not when she fails to burp. I’ll spare you the details as to what happened when she woke up, but will say that my husband nearly got sick in the process. We ended up having to stop the vehicle on the side of a busy highway to change her entire outfit, clean her seat, my husband and the vehicle’s back seat. It was 40 degrees with a 9 million mph north wind. Throw in a queasy husband and a screaming baby, and you can imagine the fun I had. We spent the rest of the trip saying “Never again!” to any travel more than an hour from home. But looking back, it was all a wonderful learning experience. Now we know Laney’s limits, what we need to pack, what isn’t necessary, and that she always needs to burp before sleeping.