Today was my first time meeting the big boss at PMG – Chuck Bergson. Our meeting was at 9:30 a.m. in Kahului and I live in Kihei (an 18 to 30 minute drive depending on traffic). I scheduled a sitter for 9:00 a.m. Or so I thought… we had a bit of miscommunication and at 9:10 a.m. I figured out that the sitter was not on her way.

I grabbed an empty sippy cup, a pair of shoes and the baby, ran down stairs out through the garage door, ducking under it as I unlocked the car and swung everything into it.

Twenty minutes. I think I can make it.

Sure, I have a 2-year-old with me but hey, you gotta do what you gotta do. Miscommunication happens, things don’t always go the way you plan… my boss will hopefully understand.

So I get to the truck and there is NO CARSEAT. Seriously?!

After silently freaking out, I run to the garage and THANK GOODNESS my husband took it out of his car and put it on the floor.

This is when I feel like super woman – 30 lb baby in one hand, 30 lb car seat in the other!

I somehow got everyone in the car, safely buckled in and headed to town… every thought is going through my head. I hope my boss understands. I hope Jackson behaves. What do I have in this truck that I can use to distract, occupy, calm, soothe my 2-year-old??… and quickly realized all I had was my iPhone and a pacifier. I guess that will have to be enough.

I kept praying for a miracle… so, I didn’t contact my boss until our meeting time of 9:30 a.m. rolled around. I would have been on time, albeit baby in hand. Fortunately, at the red lights my sitter was texting me and low and behold – she just moved to Kahului!! AND offered to take Jackson! Whew… I was soooo relieved. I pulled over, texted my boss I would be 15 minutes late and mapped my sitters address – crazy coincidence! She lives on the SAME ROAD as my work! Wow, what a stroke of luck.

… or so I thought.

What should have been a straight shot to her house became a major detour with road work on every corner (or so it seemed)! I must have made 10 turns to get back on the right road!

Same story as I headed back to work… “only thru traffic” “road closed ahead” “road work” signs were EVERYWHERE! Glad they’re taking care of this stuff… but geez!

In the end… all is well, that ends well. When I finally got to work – 20 minutes late – my boss was super understanding and, thank goodness, the big boss was also running late. We had a great, productive meeting. I was left feeling validated, needed, valued and supported. What more can a girl ask for?

Well, maybe construction free roadways? lol I did have to brave the road work again on the way back to the sitters house but Jackson had a BLAST. In fact, he threw a fit because he didn’t want to leave. What started out as a perceived crisis ended up being a fun and productive morning – for everyone involved.

Life’s Swell…