Back in the summer months, we went on our first vacation as a family of three. It was really wonderful, actually. Our son was nearly 5 months old, we rented a house in the Hamptons, felt prepared with baby rentals and plans, and then upon arrival, everything was pretty perfect. We spent time at the beach, strolled around town, hung out at the park, ate at our favorite spots, and had an overall relaxing and enjoyable trip, even with a baby in tow. Fast forward a little (and now with a busy baby)… WOW, what a difference a few months can make.
Like many people, we tend to plan big trips in advance, about six months to a year ahead of time. But when I was six months pregnant last December, looking ahead that far in advance felt unimaginable. Trying to plan for a vacation as a family of five when you’re still only a family of four, can be quite intimidating. Now I realize it’s almost fall (c’mon apple cider weather!) but you may already be planning next year’s spring or summer getaway.
Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes. I blinked and now my baby boy is six months old! What?! How did that happen?
My family has grown quite a bit over the years since this blog began. To think, when R&R just started out, my husband and I had one little man with another on the way. And now that we’re a family of five, I sometimes sit back in full amazement feeling grateful that we have been so blessed to build our family. My husband puts it best when people ask us what it’s like to have three kids. He simply states that our tolerance for crazy goes way up and let me tell you, it’s true!