Because motherhood will never be a perfect science


on May 3, 2015


Just came back from a family vacation to the Caribbean two weeks ago. There’s nothing like the anticipation of knowing that you will be spending 7 glorious days on the beach. The smell of salt water, the taste of exotic drinks and the feel of the sun on your skin. Falling asleep on a lounge chair or a beach chair or any chair for that matter. The knowledge that you don’t have to cook or clean for an entire week, because somebody else will do it for you and all you have to say is ‘Gracias’ or ‘Thank you’; and you can basically let your children run and scream all they want (well, not ALL they want) and be okay with it. Family bonding at its finest.

Well, it’s all fun and games until someone gets sick. Like your 4 year old getting the stomach flu and has fluid coming out at both ends. Sorry, to be so graphic, but man oh man…it was not cute.

Then there’s the flood in your mother’s hotel room; where she finds herself trapped on the bed waiting for the hotel staff to come and rescue her but the plumber hasn’t come yet because it’s 6:30 am and we’re definitely not on North American time…if you know what I mean.

Let’s not forget, the moment you realize that both you and your husband are sick. Not with the stomach flu, but some other type of virus that makes your head feel as if it’s about to explode and leaves you with chills in 35 degree Celsius weather. Then mom gets sick…yup, babysitting is now a ‘no-go’.

Shall we talk about the food? Yes, let’s…

Beyond ‘not so great’ and well below awful. Two buffet restaurants side by side that serve the exact same food. EVERY DAY.

Did I mention that it was the exact same food? EVERY DAY???

No, theme nights, no changing it up to keep things exciting…EXACT SAME FOOD EVERY DAY.

And to make things worse, the selection was so limited that they had to close early a few nights because they ran out of food.

Now the only silver lining at this point is that your oldest (who just turned 8) is not sick and is having a ball! Basically living on French fries and grilled fish (she loves fish) and thoroughly enjoying the evening entertainment (the music was great). So in spite of all of your discomfort, you take her to the beach to enjoy what you cannot and wrap yourself in 2 huge beach towels to stop the shaking, giving her the thumbs up as she does hand stands in the ocean. In the evenings you wear a cardigan (and basically look like a crazy lady) to bring her to the shows…but that’s okay because you’re ‘hopped up’ on Advil to keep the fever down.

Fun times…can’t wait for the next vacation.



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