Poor Baby

I am really not sure what is going on, or exactly how to handle it.
IJ has always been fine in the car, never fusses and if he's tired will usually conk right out and stay that way for awhile in the car. Yesterday we fell asleep at home and i moved him to the car (which I will often do if needed) because we were going to the base lake. I figured he would stay asleep for awhile and then wake up and play. The base is about 2 miles from our house. Halfway there, he just woke up screaming bloody murder. With his hands in the air, screaming and just shaking like crazy. I could not get him calmed down and once we got through the gate, I climbed back there with him and just knealed in front of him and comforted him. He had his arms wrapped so tightly around me and sobbed.
He was fine on the way home because I gave him a cookie. But then today, we went to base again to see a movie. He freaked out again. When we got him out at the theater, Adam asked him if he had a bad dream yesterday, and he said yes. Adam asked him what it was about and he said
"street". And Adam said "youre scared of the street?" and he started crying. So did he have a dream about an accident? Is that possible for a 22 month old? I don't know.
When we left after the movie, he freaked out again. I'm talking screaming and arching his back to get out, and shaking. I sat in the back with him and talked to him and held his hand. He calmed down a little, but then whenever Adam turned a corner, he freaked again. At Toy's R Us i bought him some dum dum suckers and that kept him calm for the next car ride.
I am not sure what to do, I mean I can sit with him when Adam's driving but Adam isnt always with us. I can't have him so freaked out over the car. Not to mention, we have a 10 hour car ride coming up in 2 weeks!
When we've been in the car, I've talked to him about how we are safe, how Daddy is a safe driver,how there is nothing to be scared of and how we love him and how nothing bad is going toh appen to us. When we are done driving, I've clapped and said yay! you made it, see we are fine! and told him good job. and all that good stuff. I just hope that with the encouragement and suckers, that maybe he will grow to like the car again? I just feel so bad for him.

Update?

I'm not the best blogger. I had the best of intentions and well, sometimes life gets in the way! I had all these blog ideas in my head, I'd think "oh I'll blog about that later" (lets not even get into how much of a nerd that makes me..) and then when later (when the kids were sleeping) came, I either had too much laundry, cleaning, hubby time or I was holding or nursing IJ. So even if I was actually on the computer, I couldnt type more than 3 words at a time, one handed! Plus, when you pair that with the fact that I think only my husband and my Down South Sista (hahaha Andi that's what I'm going to call you:) were reading this, both of which usually know anything important ( or not important just neurotic) anyway, it just fell to the back burner. But now I'm back! Why? I don't know, I felt like writing and getting things off my chest.
So. An Update? Sure, why not?
Let's see. I am trying to have a great summer with my kids and that's mostly going ok. I am feeling very stressed and on edge (I'm a donkey on edge! We've been watching Shrek lately..) lately and I really don't like it. I'm trying to work on it, and today I took my kids to the Aquarium for a picnic and I dawdled with them, looking deeper at things and they calmed my soul. Then we went to the Subfest and even though I didn't want to, I went on the ferris wheel and I know it made them so happy. Then I played silly with them in the front yard. I don't want the memories they are making to be of me being overwhelmed.
Why am I so stressed and overwhelmed you ask? Well in 3 weeks from tomorrow I will be in my minivan on the way to Ohio. The contents of my home will be on a moving truck on their way to a storage unit in Ohio. My son will be starting school who knows where and we will be living ?who knows where? I am trying my very hardest to just trust God on this, and for the most part I am. It's just a transition I've known was going to come for a long time and now I just don't really know how I feel about it. That's a whole 'nother post though...
Now since I really have to be difficult, I have some medical tests to do in the next two weeks too. I went to yearly "well woman exam" and as it turns out, all was not "well".
No need for alarm, but now in the midst of all the moving, summer fun I am also cramming a mammogram with ultrasound in there. My dr felt some dense tissue that is more than likely due to the fact that I'm still nursing. (yes, yes, he's almost two. Get over it) But it's better to be safe than sorry and to get it out of the way on the Navy's dime.
So, no need to worry, she's pretty sure it's all fine and I am too. I'm just not really looking forward to it!
On to the nursing. It's Thursday night as I'm writing this. I haven't nursed since Monday night. IJ is not very happy about it but is surviving. I think we may be done, he is sleeping better, waking up less now that he knows he's getting nothing but cuddles! I am sad and excited at the same time!
The boys are all doing well, IJ is talking up a storm. He is starting to string words together, not full sentences like the other two were at this age, but that's ok. He gets his point across. T is getting so big and riding his bike like crazy this summer and reading like nobodies business! I love it. IL is so funny but boy is he a handful! All in all, I've got nothing to complain about! I will try to keep this a little better updated. For who? who knows:)