We learned a lot about our little baby from our road trip. Although baby girl was stuck in the car pretty much the whole time, she was very well behaved. Ali seemed to really like the movement of the car. So when the car was moving, she would be content and started to doze off. When it was stop-and-go, she would cry bloody murder. Unfortunately, that happened quite a bit on our way to Portland, but much less so when we drove back. She slept surprisingly well when we were in the hotel. I guess the ride did really tire her out.
Nursing her was a challenge too. At first, I tried to nurse her without a nursing pillow. Boy, that was a HUGE MISTAKE! Baby cried on top of her lungs and I tried everything, EVERYTHING! I gave up shortly after and daddy had to travel 8 floors down to the garage to get her pillow. Once she got her pillow to sleep on, she was as happy as a lark! Alison is indeed my little tofu princess. So in order to keep our little one happy, we had to bring her pillow everywhere we go. Quite a few people walked by us with a strange look on the face. They must be thinking, "what a retarded mom, who needs a nursing pillow to feed a baby, really?!"