“There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time has come.” – Victor Hugo

Welcome to part two of the Go-Go Babyz origin story.
Why I am writing this you ask?
Well, don’t great super heroes have an origin story?
Alright, alright, maybe we aren’t super heroes…
But we did invent a pretty super product.
Let’s get back to how it came to fruition…

The night of tossing and turning was nothing…
It was a stroll through Candy Land compared to the airport!
Before I get to that let me explain the trip…
We are going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship…
Wait, that was little Einstein’s trip.
We were heading to the San Francisco airport…
That alone is stressful, what a zoo.
We are going with my in-laws, and another family…
The mom and adult children that just had their first child six weeks before us…
Let me sum it up for you…
What we have here in our travel group…

2 sets of first time grandparents.
2 sets of first time parents.
2 six month old babies.
2 complete baby rooms stuffed into luggage.
2 full-sized, cumbersome strollers.
2 heavy, awkward, hard to carry infant car seats.
2 over-stuffed, oversized carry-on diaper bags.
2 herniated lumbar discs…

We were truly a sight to see. A modern day Noah’s Ark

We trudged our way through security…
Clumsily we somehow navigated the terminal without fatalities…
Maybe a few hit and runs, but no harm, no foul.
We head to the gate, our stroller overloaded with bags, toys, a car seat…
A baby is in there somewhere.
We are sure to be exceeding the max weight by at least 2 times.
But we made it.
Everything out of the stroller – there’s the baby, thank goodness!
Stroller gate-checked and we board…
The entire group goes left…
We go to the right!…
Deserted, exiled to the back of the plane.
We were abandoned!
Stuck in coach as first time parents, for baby’s first flight.
While everyone else enjoyed first class.
Coach wasn’t the issue…it was the abandonment.

It was a LOOOONG flight too, 5 hours…
Hey, don’t judge!
Remember, I’m not a good flyer to begin with…
Now I have a six month old on his first flight…
We have so much stuff for him, we can’t find anything!

We finally land, get our bags, and our bags, and our bags…
We take the shuttle to the resort and ahhhh!
It is the destination, because getting here sure did suck!

I am not sure when it popped…
But it was either at the departure gate or baggage claim…
The idea came…

“They should really put wheels on these things.”

See what came next…
Next time.

 

Talk Soon,

Kevin

@gogobabyz
@leap272

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