Mike and I were shuffling the idea of doing a family vacation
solo (just our little.big family) this year the first week I got out of school.
We decided to spend the money on a bathroom remodel instead. That was a hard
grow up decision to make.
To our surprise we got to go on a week beach vacation
anyways with Mike’s parents. There is a family reunion every year at the beach for
a long week Friday – Sunday. Mike’s parents have always been kind enough to pay
for our hotel room and honestly if we had to pay for the room I am not sure we
would even go. The rooms run about $300 a night plus tax. We looked in to house
rentals and discovered we could all stay at a house for cheaper than a couple
of nights so his parents booked a house rental for the week. So our three day
beach trip turned in to a week!
I already wrote a little about this trip…
I would say this trip was 50% fun and 50% a headache. My
kids cried and where out of whack almost the entire trip. I now truly understand
why people say they need a vacation after their vacation.
The babies were totally fine and happy as can be. They ate,
sleep, and ate sleep almost exactly on schedule and as if we were at home. Their
happy little smiles were nice in the middle of me feeling like I was about to
lose my mind since their older siblings were driving me nuts.
The first few days both Presley and Noah were wine buckets.
I kept thinking once they got use to everything they would be fine. Presley
adjusted much better than Noah. Noah was a pill and glued to me the entire
time.
Staying in the house were me, mike, our kids, his sister, her two kids, his aunt, and his mom. His dad came down Thursday night and his sister’s husband not until Friday night.
P and N (especially N) acted like they were afraid I was
going to leave them the entire time. If someone else talked to him he would scream
NO and run and grab on to my leg so tight! They did not like other adults
telling them what to do! And I have no idea where this behavior came from.
My sister in laws kids are on a litlle bit of a different schedule than mine
which also made things hard on my guys when it came to eating and sleeping. Two
important things to happy 2 year olds.
I didn’t know there could be so much peer pressure on a 2
year old. I noticed little things all week. Here is one example. At home for
every meal Presley and Noah wear bibs, I brought bibs to the beach with me, I
would try to put a bib on them and they would freak out…. “no mama, no bib” and
would rip it off. Their cousins did not
wear bibs. Did they not want to wear bibs because their cousins weren’t?! We
are home now and every meal they ask for their bib… saying “bib mama!”
The kids had fun on the beach. It was a lot of work to set
up everything. Even tho they had fun they still had fits of fussiness and
crying and really only lasted a max of 2 hours and I think that was just for
one day.
I have always had a little pride in having my shit together
with all my kids and this trip was a test to that. The only time that even
comes close to this feeling of chaos is when I first bought Max and Eli home
from the hospital and even that felt more controlled then this vacation.
OK so that was the 50% headache. Now the 50% fun!
Through the headache we did have a lot of fun and some good
times! We played on the beach! They
loved finding sand crabs with their Pop Pop. They loved going to the
playgrounds, the aquarium, the amusement park, and walking on the beach at
night! I loved taking Max and Eli out to the beach and putting their toes in
the ocean for the first time!
I am glad to be home! And maybe we will have better luck
next year? But then we will have two 18 months old running around to keep up
with as well!
Ok maybe it will be
better in a few years!!!












This is the Noah cry face from the trip...



































