Road tripping is different for us these days. Our first ever road trip as a family was when Joel was just 6 weeks old.
I’d just turned 24 was married with a brand new baby and we had packed up to move from Hervey Bay in Queensland all the way down to Adelaide, South Australia. It’s where my mister grew up and we didn’t have any strong family links holding us in Queensland so made the decision to move ‘home’.
We bundled into our ’83 Nissan bluebird and hit the road ready for adventure. We had no real time limits and no bookings, it was just us, the road and a few good cassettes. The mister and I would take turns driving chatting, singing and reminiscing over two and a half thousand kilometres. Baby Joel slept only waking as we slowed on our way into a town for a breastfeed and a cuddle. We were young and in love, these days we are older more in love and have 2 boys who are taking turns in the driving…feels a bit weird.
Right now my mister is sitting in the front seat in charge of the music on ‘c.d ‘and the boys have their tunes on USB…times change. Our sixteen year old son is driving…he’s actually freakin driving!!
Joel is now almost 20 and he’s in the back with his headphones on electronically mixing music on his laptop getting ready for a gig in Melbourne city tomorrow night. Right now I’m in the back seat blogging on my Ipad…times change.
Our pit stops aren’t for breastfeeding instead it’s pies, coffee milk and salads, not in that order because that would be ewww..times change.
Rattles and soft toys have been exchanged for laptops, Ipads and mobile phones…geez how times have changed.
Our boys are young men now on the cusp of making it in the world for themselves…well one already is and we’re grateful that they both actually ‘wanted’ to come along on our family road trip.
Times change, relationships change but love…well that changes too…it grows stronger n fonder.
Now get this crap off the radio and put some Madonna on…I choose borderline.