Monday's hero

I've actually been at my parent's a whole week, having arrived last Monday night. Or technically, very early Tuesday morning. It wasn't supposed to be that way but here is how Monday's schedule went down:

3:30pm - Leave for train station, Lucy naps.

4:15pm - Arrive at station, Lucy wakes up.

4:29pm - Board train. Estimated arrival time = 9:30pm

6:30pm - Change baby into pajamas and attempt to adapt bedtime routine to train.

7:00pm - Lucy is asleep.

7:45pm - Lucy woke up on train with bright fluorescent lights every 2 feet along the ceiling so she thinks it must be middle of the afternoon and after her nice "nap", she is now refreshed and ready to play again.

8:05pm - Train stops at station but doesn't start again.

8:10pm - Official Conductor Announcement: Train in front of ours is stopped. Wait for more news.

8:12pm - Call my brother to tell him not to leave to pick me up until I have more details. Lucy plays happily on my lap.

8:15pm - Official Conductor Announcement: Train in front of ours is derailed. We will probably be here for several hours. Wait for more details.

8:18pm - Call my dad to tell him bad news. Call interrupted by incredible puking baby.

8:25pm - Baby is now clean and changed back into pre-bedtime routine clothes and playing happily again. Lacking a change of clothes, I still smell like baby puke. Official Conductor Announcement: Buses have been sent to pick us up and take us to the train stations. Buses scheduled to arrive in approximately 2 hours but they will let us know if they will be late.

8:26pm - Call my dad again to plead for rescue.

9:00pm - Baby still awake. Have attempted to shield her from light by laying her under tray tables covered with jacket and receiving blankets. Decided not the throttle conductor when he walks by and comments on the "fun time I must be having building a fort."

9:30pm - Fort building efforts fail. Baby still awake.

10:00pm - Baby still awake.

10:30pm - Baby still awake. No buses yet but have been told they should be arriving "soon".

10:35pm - Dad arrives!

10:37pm - Lucy goes to sleep almost instantaneously once put in comfy car seat in quiet dark car.

12:25am - Arrive at parent's home. Lucy still sleeping away. Thank my dad hero for spending his evening driving 200 miles on his rescue mission. It was a rough night but it could have been so much worse.