On Friday we're going down the shore for a week. What seemed like a GREAT idea a month or so ago, now seems to me to be the most idiotic, horrible plan we've ever had. I'm dreading it. I know once we're there we will probably have a really great time, but the thought of going away for a week with two babies is so overwhelming to me right now. I keep making lists of what I need to pack..... all day things just pop into my head... they need their spoons! And don't forget the camcorder! And their sheets and Charlotte's lamb and Katie's giraffe and 3 cases of formula and at least 80 diapers (because who knows if South Jersey will have our diapers and formula, it is like another country down there) and then all the beach stuff, the towels and sun tan lotion and pop up tent and blow up baby pool and we need to bring the baby gate and OH MY GOD WHO'S STUPID IDEA WAS THIS?????
I haven't even thought about packing for ME. Used to be I spent days prior to leaving on vacation making lists of what I needed, what I would wear each day, what shoes would go with each outfit, buying myself new sunglasses and flip flops..... HA. Times change.
I also obsessed in the past over leaving the cat, oh the poor cat, how would he survive without me for a week? This trip, it only dawned on me last night that hey, I guess I'd better get someone to stop in and feed the cat.
Poor cat. So sorry Leroy. You'll probably enjoy a week without us.
I hope all this crapola fits in the minivan. I keep telling myself, if it's that bad we can just come home. My sister in law's parents were so amazingly nice to give us their house in Wildwood Crest for the week, so it's not costing us anything. If the girls are miserable, we'll just come home.
But my happy, sweet girls, I'm sure will be fine. I need to relax. If any multiple mommies out there have any suggestions or tips on vacationing with babies, please, pass them along. Also, any excellent margarita recipes would probably be helpful. ;)
And I do love the shore. I tell the girls every day how we're going to play in the ocean, and walk on the boardwalk, ride all the rides, win huge stuffed animals, eat ice cream and drink lemonade and have so much fun. Once we get there and Mommy stops freaking out.
These girls need some beach time, they're so pale and stressed, aren't they? Yeah, right.... my tan babies. No sunblock in the world seems to stop them from tanning....
(Katie looks like a giant in the first picture, but really Charlotte was just shlumping down.)