Crazy day

We went to my in-laws this weekend. The weekend was ok, but the drive home was disasterous. Dominic was acting a little clingy and crabby, but I assumed it was because he was tired and needed to be home. Not more than an hour into the trip, he threw up...and threw up. How that much puke could come out of such a tiny tummy I will never understand. Luckily, we weren't in the boonies yet and pulled off the interstate and cleaned him and the car and carseat at a truck stop/gas station. Its ironic that a truck stop with showers has no towels. They didn't even have paper towels for sale. Needless to say, we used up all the paper towels in the mens and womens restrooms. Meanwhile, Dominic thinks he feels better and wants to run around. Then hour 2 (I guess hour 3, since it took an hour to clean the car and Dominic, and get gas), I sit in back with Dominic and I'm starting to feel sick to my stomach. I'm thinking "Great, now I'm going to get sick" Tony keeps driving and I just look to the horizon, since I sometimes feel carsick (but really haven't since I was a kid). We stop for lunch, and I find out why I feel lousy--I got my period. YUCK! So I drove the last 3 hours with my heated seats (to help with my lower back pain) and the a/c blasting. With an hour left, Dominic decided to scream continuously while we were stuck behind a guy driving 50 mph. Yikes! What finally calmed Dominic down was the Barenaked Ladies childrens album "Snacktime" He loves it! And its hilarious! One of my favorite songs is "Raisins" It begins "Raisins come from grapes; people come from apes; I come from Canada." It's goofy fun. I highly recommend it. Thank you BNL!!!
We finally got home and its been uneventful since. Hopefully it stays that way.