More on Vacations: I’m Just Not That Into You.

Good grief I’m a whiner.

Just getting that all out made me feel a THOUSAND percent better.

In general I like my inlaws. And my SIL.

I think really what it boils down to is that I’m tired and stressed and really wanting something for ME.

Selfish. I know.

But I have a plan. If Baby O wakes me up early like I think he will? I will nap when he does.

I will take advantage of the built-in babysitting and make J take me out.

I’ll negotiate with J so that I can get out for a run EVERY DAY (bliss!).

I’m going to drink wine.

I’m going to enjoy the fact that I have family I love. Who maybe isn’t perfect. But they’re my family. And I’m lucky to have them.

I’m going to watch D and Baby O play, and giggle, and enjoy the fact that they’re close enough in age to play together.

I’m going to watch Baby O interact with his grandparents for a whole week.

I’m going to spend the longest amount of un-interrupted time with Baby O since September of last year. Where he’s walking, and learning new words, and playing in the sand.

And I’m going to realize that it ALWAYS goes better than I anticipate.

Thanks again for listening and supporting me, despite the selfishness of my last post.

Because I really am very lucky, and I need to remind myself of that. Often.

I’ll catch you all next week.