This past week has been full of adventure. Traveling from Knoxville to Anna Maria Island with a 3 month old is an adventure all by itself. But then add in a week in a new house, sleeping in 3 different beds, having a whole bunch of new people and voices around all the time, feeling sand for the first time, wearing a hat and sunglasses a lot, not getting baths in his regular bathtub, and swimming in a pool… makes for a very overstimulated baby. But I am so thankful that he has handled it like a champ. I mean really, praise God for this sweet tempered child of mine.
I remember when pre-baby Amanda used to look at other moms missing out on so much while they sat with their babies and everyone else had fun. I used to think, gosh, it must SUCK to have kids… you can’t do anything. But can I tell you how perfectly happy I am to be sitting inside while everyone else goes out to the beach? Something changes ya’ll. I have always been a sit-in-a-beach-chair-feet-in-the-water-reading-a-book kind of beach-er. That was always the whole purpose of going to the beach. But this vacation I’ve become a sit-on-the-couch-while-my-baby-naps-reading-a-book kind of beach-er and I’m perfectly okay with it. It’s not torture like what I used to think when I looked into this window. You know what else doesn’t bother me that used to completely gross me out? Wiping his drool with my finger and rubbing it on my pants, catching his spit up in my hand so it doesn’t get on his cute outfit, getting a little poop on my finger when I change a diaper, getting a little poop on my clothes when his diaper explodes (okay – the last two still gross me out slightly)… and really so much more. That stuff totally made me squirm and I would think how am I ever going to be a mom – it’s so disgusting but something changes. It’s so incredible how God wires us and how our wires get unplugged and re-wired every now and then. Things that are so important suddenly become pointless and things that are pointless become the very most important.
And I realize that my short little sentence about how much it doesn’t suck to vacation with a baby has turned into an entire paragraph… so now let me actually share some stories from our trip!
It’s so true that vacationing with a baby isn’t as relaxing as a traditional vacation. There’s still little sleep to be had, there’s still a schedule to stick to, there’s a lot of work to get ready for the sun when you can only enjoy it for about 15-20 minutes… but even with all that, his sweet smiles and cackles make this the best beach trip yet.
Not really sure why it turned all the verticle pictures sideways- so that’s annoying. But there’s no way for me to fix them on my lap top so… sorry bout that.
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