Cape Cod vacation. The good, the bad, and the ugly...

*Please be prepared for a bomb of pictures in your face.  I don't have time to narrow them down to "the best" ones so you get A LOT of them.*

Let me start by saying that my child is amazing.  She did so so well the entire time.  She traveled well, she slept through the night, she napped well, and she ate great.  I could not have asked for more from her, seriously.  

Now, with that being said, traveling with a 10 month old is hard HARD.  Like this has to be the hardest possible age for traveling right?  Mobile but not yet walking.  Sweet yet oh so demanding.  I mean she doesn't understand that you have to wait for the waiter to bring your food.  When she's hungry, you better have foodinherfacerightthen.  So yeah, hard.  Also, all 3 of us being in the same room.  Hard.  She goes to bed at 8pm...we do not.  So it was a lot of whispering if we were inside and lots of using our inside voice if we were out on the balcony.    For naps we had to build a pillow wall so she couldn't see us in the room.  Then there were no pillows left for us to use if we wanted to nap too.  Need to pee?  If you flush the toilet I will strangle you.  One night, we had just put her to bed and were sitting outside drinking some wine (awesome).  All of the sudden it sounded like a machine gun inside our room (not awesome).  We both FLEW inside and quickly realized some jackass had lit a shit ton of firecrackers right outside of our room.  Who does that?  People who don't have kids on vacation, that's who.  So you get the idea of hard right?  So this was the bad I guess you could say.  A few pics...

This was on the ferry to Nantucket.  Every single seat was taken so we had to hold her and she did not want to be held.  It was a 1 hour ride.  Across from us sat 3 ridiculously dumb girls (20ish?).  It was hard not to slap them...they obvi didn't want to be near a baby.  Next to us sat first time parents with their 2 month old sleeping little angel baby.  Blakely wanted to pull her hair and scratch her face off.  Neat.  When we got there I downed 4 mimosas and told Lonnie we weren't going back.  Luckily the ferry back later that day wasn't full so she got to crawl all over any seat she wanted.  Score.   

Lonnie will kill me for posting this pic but it is too good not to.  This was one of those getfoodinmyfaceNOWMOM moments.  

 pillow wall...

She kept trying to get my hat so I finally put it on her.  Not what she wanted.  

And now for the good.  My baby girl is amazing and is going to be a great traveler.  You just have to know going into the whole thing that it is her vacation and not yours.  Everything will revolve around her...when she's hungry, when she's sleepy, when she's bored, and when she's over it...you are just along for the ride.  Isn't that how it is at home too?  Yeah, it is.  So "vacation" is basically the same stuff but in a more awesome place with better weather (not 105 thank God) and hopefully a beach.  Picture explosion follows. 

Lonnie took this of me nursing because he thought it was hilarious that she was kicking me in the face while shoving her hand in my mouth.  time.to.wean.

Nap in Nantu.cket

I just have to show off my packing skills....

If the snacks, sippy, and toys are all out at the same time then you know we are moments away from meltdown mode.  

loves climbing stairs...

toes in the Atlantic

burning energy waiting for the ferry back to Hyan.nis

This was "date night".  Blakely was asleep on the other side of the room (pillow wall) and we sat on the couch and drank wine and ate pizza.  It was wonderful :)

She gives the best kisses.  It was so wonderful waking up to her talking every morning.  We would bring her into our bed to play and she would give us good morning kisses.  It was the best thing ever.  

So, all in all, vacation was a success.  It was exhausting but so worth it.  We had a great time and made some great memories.  We learned a lot about how (or how not) to travel with a babe.  I have a few tips but this post has gotten long enough so I'll save that for another day.  

Oh and the ugly.  I almost forgot.  Apparently (since I cut down to 4 nursings a day) my body *sort of* wants to have a period.  By *sort of* I mean get all bloated, eat everything in sight, get pimples in weird places (my neck???) and have spotting for a zillion days.  Body...make up your mind please. kthanks....