Since returning to the states in 2009, our international travel schedule has been someone limited. It has become increasingly difficult to leave the country on a moment’s notice, especially with the addition of a third child, school schedules, and financial constraints. That doesn’t mean we don’t have plans–it just means we’ve had to evolve.
This year, instead of exploring ancient ruins or trolling the rolling countryside, we decided to take a new travel route.
We’re in Walt Disney World. Heaven help us.
We made the approximately 15 hour drive over two days, and the trip itself was relatively painless. The girls were well-behaved. The traffic was minimal. The gas prices were falling.
So here we are. They aren’t castles and abbeys, but they’re historic in their own right. And we’re enjoying every minute of it.
It seems like a cheat, but of course, I cannot tell the history of my world without these 5 items. My girls and my boys. My daughters came first, then my nephews. Then encapsulate who I am. They cover the relationships that matter most to me in the world, even those not explicitly pictured here. They make me mother, wife, sister, daughter, woman…and those have been defining roles in my life. They always will be.
I cannot possibly paint the history of my world without them.
We felt motivated and in the mood to head out and do something fun today, so it was off to the Maryland Renaissance Festival. We all had a great time, and Marcus and I may go back one day without the girls (beer and turkey legs were calling!)
Highlights of the day’s festivities…
Dance Moms. Toddlers & Tiaras. Teen Mom. 16 & Pregnant. Jersey Shore. Storage Wars. Pawn Stars.
They’re “real” (whatever that means). They’re raw (well, sometimes). They’re addicting (without a doubt). I’ve found that the more that I yell at the television screen, the more likely I am to add it to the DVR list and watch next week, too. Damn it. It’s almost like they’ve done research and know that’s going to happen.
Poor Marcus. At least he has his Bejeweled Blitz, Words with Friends, and Army of Darkness to help him cope.
This week has been chaotic. Not only did all three girls end up really ill, but biscuit (our 5 month old puppy) spent a night at the emergency vet and we had a disastrous day with the big girls.
But we have survived and another week is upon us. It’s the last full week of summer vacation. With quite a few ups and downs, I have mixed feelings about the return to school. On one hand, it’s the return to schedules, routines, homework, and after school activities. On the other, thank goodness for just that!
So, I’m determined to slow down and enjoy this week with the girls. The week before I have a first grader and a kindergartener, the week before my babies are back to being big girls, and it’s the week before everything changes (again).
Here’s to one thing after another…and then another!
The summer has not been an easy one. My return to medication has helped me get back on track, but it has coincided with periods of struggle with the big girls. An older child starting to grow up, have some attitude, and mouth off combined with a middle child dealing with anger, frustration, and finding her place in the family have made for some difficult parenting times in the past few months.
The keys are on the table: consistency, patience, calmness, follow-through, a no-nonsense attitude, love, firmness, clear expectations and consequences, rewards.
Yet it’s so difficult, nonetheless. Parenting isn’t easy. I never thought it would be. But I just didn’t think it would be this hard, either.
1 with strep throat
1 under the weather
1 tired of being cooped up inside
2 days in the house
2 visits to the doctor
1 plastic spoon melted to the bottom of the dishwasher
1 smelly house
4 more loads of laundry
1 full sink of dishes
1 call in for carry out
1 visit to the pharmacy (so far)
4 bottles of medicine in the kitchen counter
1 daddy on the way home to help run interference
1 tired mommy who hasn’t had a breakdown
1 real life