The truth about vacations

This past week has had our family travelling by boat, bus, trolley, airplane, and car to see the sights that Boston and Portland have to offer.  First, a few highlights of our family fun….
Boston Trolley Tour
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USS Constitution
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Harbor Cruise
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Hotel cuddles
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Good food with great views
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Swimming
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Riding “The Duck”
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Lighthouse visits
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Now, the truth about vacations…
Behind the fixed smiles and beautiful scenery is STRESS, STRESS, STRESS!!!!!  

I can honestly predict that the person who created the concept of “family vacation” didn’t have tiny humans in their family!!!!!! Ehhhhhhhhh! I love my children tremendously and adore watching them learn new things, explore the world around them, and having fun with their adventures.  THAT SAID, the whole “vacation” event has been stressful since the planning phase.  Let me first preface with the fact that I sometimes find myself stressed just getting together the necessities to go to Target… Are there diapers in the diaper bag?  Bottles?  Extra formula?  Teething toy for Madiana?  Extra clothes for Brecken incase there is a potty-training crisis?? …. I of course then arrive at Target WITHOUT the shopping list and return home $100 later having bought nothing we needed.   (Grrrrrr….. Please tell me I’m not alone in this feeling and I’m not the ONLY one to feel like this??)  If I don’t have the art of shopping at Target down to a science, how on earth did I think we could handle the East coast??!?!?!    We were THAT family that had triple the amount of bags per family member in the airport, had the crying infant (while she goes right to sleep in her crib at home, she does NOT fall asleep in people’s arms- Who knew that could be a bad thing??), and we have the toddler who (although he was EXTREMELY well behaved), he simply does not have a low volume to his voice.  While I try to “laugh at the memories” (a.k.a. torturous moments), I admit to not being anywhere near as good in this area as Eric.  Eric is patient to a fault and I can only HOPE to someday be able to channel a small percentage of his calm demeanor.  Until then, I am going to try to focus more on the tour guide and less on my hungry child, be happy about the beautiful scenery and not at the fact that I didn’t pack enough warm clothes, and enjoy this time with my family even when our days include tantrums, screaming, and enough frustration to last me a life time!

I’ll be posting more pictures of our fun – and crazy – family memories in the days to come!!

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