We left for the beach on Thursday morning. It was the supposed 'most earned vacation yet' for us. We have been working really hard, between the Casket business, Caylen's period of transition, and the Funeral Home. We needed this vacation, and it finally came! Little did we know it would be the worst vacation to date.
There were 12 people that were going to stay in the beach house, which I figured would be hectic, but that was the least of it. Oh, 13 counting Aunt Flow. She likes to visit last minute, you know, ever since I got my Mirena....
We left Thursday morning, at about 9. Caylen did great on the trip! We played Veggie Tales all the way there, and she took one long nap. After stopping for lunch at Cracker Barrel, we got to the beach house at about 5 o'clock. We turned the key to the house, started putting stuff in there, and we discover, after all our stuff was in there, there were fleas in one of the bedrooms. Bad. My guess is that due to this wet winter we have had, fleas have had quite the breeding ground, as evidenced by the amount that were on the beach. They probably got tracked in via towel or other beach equipment, and given that one flea lays 1,000 eggs, they bred quite voraciously. So, we ended up with a completely infested bedroom, and the rest of the house was not really safe either. We gathered up our stuff ASAP and moved it onto the porch, mom and dad cussed out the property management, and they let us rent another unit, not half as nice, but clean, for a couple of nights. It was smaller, older, and not as updated, but like I said clean. It was pretty cool though because it was like a 70's house that had not been touched! It had 70's appliances, outdated but clean, shag-like carpet that looked barely used, wood paneling, and the best thing of all, a stereo, with tape player, in the wall that played throughout the house via speakers in the ceiling! We slept there, like I said, a couple of nights, and then moved back to the original house after 18 flea bombs, yes 18, were set off and the exterminator came. And of course after the house was aired out after those said bombs were set off.
That was the least of our worries. It was a pain to change houses and sleep in cramped quarters, but what got us was that Caylen was sick. again. She has been sick constantly since she has started daycare, but we thought that she was getting better. She didn't get as sick on this trip as she had been before-- she was still eating well and functioning normally, she was just realllly fussy. The first night she fought and cried and screamed for what seemed like forever when it was bedtime, but finally went to sleep after I had a nervous breakdown, practically. She has just been crying a lot, ya know and she has been so clingy that she can't stand for me to be more than a foot away. Caylen didn't want to go anywhere and she didn't. want. to. sleep. In fact, much of this trip was really a blur due to lack of sleep. She was up all night, save a couple hours, for the 1st two nights. Luckily, the 3rd night she just fought sleep terribly hard, for an hour, but slept until the crack of dawn. 5 AM.What a restful night it was, too! I thought I had died and gone to heaven after I got to sleep for longer than 30 minutes at a time. Now, for the daytime. Caylen didn't want to get out. She didn't want to go to the beach. She didn't want to take a bath. She didn't want to go to the pool.
Sooo, we spent most of our time trying to go places and ending up having to turn around and go back. She actually did enjoy the beach for a while though, which was great, and she did great, I mean great!, at Broadway at the Beach, which is like a boardwalk with restaurants and shops. We ate at Margaritaville of course, which we always do, and got her a build a bear. That was the highlight of the trip and, really, it was a lot of fun. We just aren't going to have another child for a WHILE. Not that we regret Caylen of course, she is a truly wonderful child believe me, but she is just the type of child that is quite demanding of all of our time for right now, and we don't see a light at the end of the tunnel anytime soon.
The drive back was long, we didn't leave till noon, but we stopped to eat at Cracker Barrel, at 1 PM, on Sunday so of course it was packed. It was really nice to get out of the car though, although Caylen pitched 2 tantrums while inside. I just rolled with it and she was ok. She was hungry, but there wasn't anything I could do for her-- we were waiting to be seated. And, I didn't want her to snack because she will keep snacking until she isn't hungry anymore, which means she wouldn't be getting any 'real' food. Anyway, the trip back wasn't bad, she did really well again with her videos, and we didn't get back until late, but Caylen went right to bed, slept all night :) and woke up at 6:30 :)). She was in a great mood and was very happy to go to school this morning, so I have to say, I am happy to be back! Whew!
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