Thank you to everyone for your positive comments, advice, and support on Wednesday’s post. I’m happy to report that yesterday was a better day. I was more mobile and not in excruciating pain. Today is even better. I also have an ortho appointment for first thing Saturday morning (two hours after we land). Fingers are crossed!
As of 5pm Wednesday evening, our “vacation” to Stowe Mountain Resort hadn’t gone as planned.
The pregnancy pain that I talked about on Wednesday forced me (and my son) to stay in the hotel room most of the day. I was able to move around a little more than Tuesday, but was concerned with my ability to keep up with my speedy 18 month year old and/or hold him when he decided he was tired of walking. There’s only so much coloring and reading that an 18 month old could do in a hotel room before he starts to go stir crazy.
Second, my son is fully in the tantrum stage. We headed to the resort restaurant for breakfast on Wednesday and returned with most of our food boxed up because he had no interest in sitting. We decided to make our exit before there was any sort of scene. I know most toddlers his age go through this – but that doesn’t make it any less embarrassing or frustrating. He is a great little boy – I love his personality and sense of humor…but he is VERY opinionated (he totally gets this from me =) ). He knows what he wants and if we try to take that away from him – or prevent him from having it to begin with – things get ugly quick. I always feel like I take one big massive breath before we go into a public setting with our son and don’t really take another breath until we are safely back outside.
By Wednesday evening, I was tired from being in the hotel room all day, frustrated from being SO immobile, and just down from not having the vacation I had been envisioning the last few weeks. We decided to head to the restaurant to get us all out of the hotel room.
And then something amazing happened. It was as though my son knew that mommy and daddy needed a little break. He was an ANGEL at dinner. We enjoyed a 90 minute meal – which consisted of appetizers, entrees, AND dessert. For the life of me, I cannot tell you the last time we were able to do this. Usually we take turns getting up with our son – one parent eats and the other lets him wander outside. But Wednesday night was different. We sat as a family and enjoyed the meal together.
The night only got better when I put him to sleep shortly after dinner. He’s never been a cuddler nor has he slept in bed with us (he thinks being in mommy and daddy’s bed is playtime). When I laid him in the center of the bed to put him to sleep, he crawled over me, draped an arm around my neck, said “Mama”, closed his eyes, and within minutes, was fast asleep.
The night was exactly what we all needed. Yesterday was a perfect day and today is off to a great start!
Have you felt that your child(ren) knew that you needed a break? Or that they understood what you were feeling and took it easy on you?