I Love Being Big. 9

Ready

It had been two weeks and now Sean and I were rushing around the house getting our suit cases. I packed some comfortable clothing and some suits and dresses and heels. I packed personals and all. I put everything in the back of the van my dad bought.

It was one of those seven seaters. The trunk was big so it fit all our belongings. Sean, Chance, Sonia, my dad, Liana, and my baby and I were going on this trip. Dad's husband stayed home to hold down the fort for us while we were gone.

We all got in the van and prepared to leave. Sonia and Sean's crew wasn't due to come for another week and a half. We all had other things to do before we got to Texas and started on the arrangements.

It would take us three days to get there driving. Sean would drive, then Chance, then Sonia. I would watch the kids and dad would make calls to make sure everything was set up.

Sean and Chance sat up front while Sonia and dad sat behind them and I sat in the back with the kids. Champion was on my lap. Liana was watching TV on her tablet.

We were only driving on $100, worth of gas. We would stop for gas once we were outside of New York. For the next two hours, we'd be driving. I wanted to go on the private jet, but we had small children, so we couldn't.

My dad was on the phone and so was Sonia. Chance and Sean were talking about football. Liana was watching Yo Gaba Gaba. I was tending to Chitta who was cooing and trying to eat my finger.

We finally stopped for gas and got some snacks. We ate and then left. Three hours later, we parked at a hotel. There were three rooms that we booked. Sean, Chitta, and I all got the one bed. We walked into our big beautiful room and settled in. I had my purse and bag that I had carried separate so that I could have a couple outfits when we were on our way to our destinations for the days it took.

I climbed into bed and went straight to sleep. It was only 8:00PM, but we we needed to be up bright and early to get back on the road.

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We repeated that cycle three times. We finally made it to Atlanta Georgia and checked into a hotel. I paid $2,000 for a week and a half. That's how much it cost for all 8 of us. I was just happy I was a step closer to getting my own special boutique in my old town.