Murphy's Law on Vacation

Ginny was all smiles when we started off, despite
not feeling well.

Murphy has an evil streak in him. I'm talking about the Murphy from Murphy's Laws. You know, the one who basically says that things will go wrong when you want them to go right.

Yesterday we started our long planned for vacation. Everything was planned, and we were ready. Of course, Murphy decided to make sure our vacation started with a few bangs. First off, on Thursday, the day before our vacation, our lovely two-year-old, Ginny, was suddenly sick. Coughing, runny nose, and fever. I even suspect a possible sore throat. We figured we would manage. We couldn't turn back now, especially since the first part of our vacation involved going to our nephew's first communion. Besides, what else could go wrong?

I shouldn't have asked Murphy that. He has a sick sense of humor apparently. Our car was packed up for us to leave. The girls buckled into their car seats. I forgot something in the house so I ran in to get it. When I came back out, I missed a step and tumbled to the garage floor. My left ankle hurt and so did my baby toe. Not my finest moment, but I figured the pain would subside eventually and all would be well. It didn't. The pain continued the whole drive.

We did have one bright spot that did go well yesterday. We stopped in Davenport, Iowa for lunch. I got to meet up with a Pinkie friend, Katherine, (a gal from a group I belong to on FB) and her family at lunch. It was a wonderful lunch. It was nice breaking bread with friends.

My lovely broken toe
 (please ignore the fact that I need a pedicure).

After lunch, we got back on I-80 and made it to our destination in Iowa. It was then that I discovered why my baby toe was in so much pain still. It was black and blue. I'm pretty sure I must have broken it. My ankle was also slightly swollen. No surprise there. Then, at dinner, Murphy struck again, I started feeling sick. My throat started feeling as though it was getting sore. Oh no. Not now. This morning, it feels even worse. I'm definitely getting sick. I imagine I'm getting what Ginny has.

Things didn't improve in our hotel room. We thought they started off okay. Our sick Ginny seemed to get to sleep without much issue as well as our baby, Grace. Ginny fooled us though. She woke up crying and crying at 11:30 p.m.  We put her in bed with us to see if that would help her out. It did. She thought it was great fun. Instead of settling down, she ended up playing in the bed. We kept trying because there were a few moments where she would lay down and be calm. Unfortunately those moments didn't last. So, we gave up and put Ginny back in the crib. She did end up sleeping quite well after that.

I'm hoping that on this second day of vacation that things improve. Also, Murphy, we have had quite enough of you. Please move on to someone else. Thank you.