We took a very last minute trip to Florida for Mother’s Day weekend this year. Since mom and dad couldn’t come up for Caroline’s birthday party we knew we had to get down there ASAP to spend some time with them. Dad came down with a pretty bad illness a few weeks ago and has not been recovering well. But seeing Caroline was the perfect medicine so we hopped on a plane and headed to Florida.
Caroline did absolutely terrible on the plane this time. We tried to fly during her nap time so she would sleep but that was the very last thing she wanted to do. Instead she wanted to play on the disgusting plane floor, climb on the seat in front of her, eat the Sky Mall magazine, throw goldfish everywhere, terrorize any passengers within arms reach, ignored her toys and didn’t want to be held. It was pure chaos and embarrassment the entire flight as she screamed, cried and threw temper tantrums for 1.5 very long hours. I threw the iPad, iPhones, a million snack options, toys, books and pacis at her and nothing worked. So anyway, if you have any tips on flying with a one year old, please do pass them along. Thankfully the flight home was much better and she did sleep the entire way, but we were on pins and needles the entire time.
But on to the better part of the trip – arriving in FLORIDA! My goodness it felt good to hug my dad around the neck! I have missed my parents terribly and the trip meant more to me than ever before. We got in on Friday afternoon and mom whipped up her famous spaghetti dinner. The whole family came over.After a big breakfast on Saturday morning we lathered Caroline up with sunscreen (highly recommend Blue Lizard sunscreen) and spent most of the day outside by the pool. Caroline was in heaven. Her first pool dip was such a fun experience and we could not get her out of the water. Mom got a little giraffe float and Caroline absolutely loved floating around in it with her daddy. Meanwhile, Lindsey and I sunbathed nearby with virgin pina coladas. It was so nice to actually relax and feel sun on my skin for the first time in forever. Saturday evening we had another big family dinner. My dad cooked his weekly “Saturday steak dinner” which is a tradition passed down from my Grandpa from long, long ago and we all spent lots of quality time together.On Sunday we headed back home. It was so hard to leave and I couldn’t have imagined a better Mother’s Day weekend. I am so thankful to have such a wonderful mom, mother-in-law and be a mom to two babies this year.
And because I can’t help it, a little throw back to my first Mother’s Day last year when Caroline was just a few days old…