Back to Normal Life
By the time I finish this post we will be back home. “But Tara,” you say, “I thought you were staying until Tuesday!” Yes, yes, I was. Until Anthony got a sand/wind burn on the top of his cheeks, (just below his eyes) from getting pummeled while boogie boarding with Daddy, and the huge rain storm rolled in coating everything with a wet sandy layer remarkably similar to concrete, and the poolside grill almost killed me by frying their chips in the same oil as their seafood. (Serves me right for eating chips instead of salad, but hey, it was vacation!!) But the icing on the cake… (mmmmm, cake) is that Jack now has an inflamed, red, nasty, infected bug bite on the back of his leg and I’m pretty sure an ear infection to go with it.
So we called it. Sometimes, you just gotta know when to roll out. We did get to wake up at home instead of scrambling to pack and get out the door this am, and the kids slept part of the way in the car, bonus!!
Beyond all that, it was a great trip! I can’t wait to go back next year. The boys had an amazing time on the beach.
I got to run a few miles each day in the sand. It was so peaceful. It’s one of the few times I actually want to go run.
We even threw a surprise party for my mother in law, where her sister, niece, nephew and their families all came to celebrate. Had beautiful weather and a lovely time.
Of course, as I’m sure you all expect, there were some shenanigans. Like when my brother in law’s car broke down and Curtis went to go help. Fortunate that he was able to help, unfortunate that I was left with AJ and Taz for three hours on the beach by myself.
I have to say, I have seen, (and even thrown) some spectacular tantrums in my day, but I have never quite witnessed anything like a face down full force tantrum in the sand. Or the aftermath of said tantrum. It was amazing. You’ve never seen so much sand on a baby. He looked like a breaded chicken cutlet.
I wanted to get a picture to share with you, but sadly just couldn’t manage to make it happen.
Most of the time, Jack was in his glory. Plenty of space to run, birds to chase, and apparently he liked the scenery. He walked up to every girl/woman in a bikini that he could find, flashed his grin and said “Hi!” God help me in about 14 years!
The quintessential mommy moment came just as I decided to throw in the towel on my solo parenting adventure at the beach. (right after the sand storm tantrum). I’ve got Anthony trying to pick up toys, so I’m holding the world’s most uncooperative mesh toy bag open for him with one hand, and with the other I have Jack by the bottom of the back his swim shirt as he is fully trying to run, crawl, fly, or otherwise propel himself in the opposite direction. All while screaming at the top of his lungs of course. I’m standing in a full spread eagle lunge position at this point, hair blowing in my face, arms being pulled in opposite directions and everyone and everything is covered in sand.
I did eventually get some help from a sympathetic lady (one of Jack’s bikini babes), which was very nice! I was clearly the definition of a hot mess!!
(I also said “screw it” and left the rest of our stuff on the beach for my husband to retrieve at a later time. If someone really wanted to steal my sand blasted blanket, towels or cooler, they could freakin have it!)
Last day at the beach started much more smoothly with a 6:2 adult:kid ratio. That was almost enough. 😉
So here is what I have learned from our first official beach/road trip as a family of four:
1. Bring back up. Grandparents, cousins, whoever you can find! (At least that way you will have someone to take pictures of the craziness.)
2. Be flexible! As always with kids, you never know what will pop up and throw you for a loop!
3. Laugh. It is vacation after all. If it all goes awry, just roll with it and have as much fun as you can. Remember the biggest fiascos make the best stories later.
4. Get a little time to yourself. For me I did this by running on the beach either early in the morning before everyone got up, or right after putting the monster to bed. Someone once said: A family vacation is not really a vacation for a stay at home mom, it’s a business trip. That is so true! So try to find a little time just for you!!
5. Bring Benadryl with you. Both in adult and child doses. Especially if you have a shellfish allergy and you are heading to the ocean!
6. Have a great time and get pumped to do it all again the next year (or sooner if you are lucky). Let’s face it eventually the kids will grow up and you will have plenty of time to sit on the beach and relax, but where’s the excitement in that?!?
Alright, I’m off to wash 457 loads of sand covered, damp, funky laundry.
Thanks for reading!