I am starting to get into "vacation mode". I realize we aren't going on vacation for another month plus, but I'm a planner. A huge planner. I like to know where all the nearest restaurants are, review directions to the hotels, find activities, and new to my list is to figure out how to bring an 8 month old on a beach vacation. Yesterday I was able to upgrade us from a standard hotel room to a 1 bedroom villa on the property for 20K points. Score one for team Kobs. This gives us a hotel room with a full kitchen, full bath, washer and dryer etc. Two years ago, I would have been biting at the bit for a room at the brand new Marriott property less than a mile away, but now with Ry in tow, our priorities have shifted a bit.
I'm a HUGE fan of viewing "traveler photos" on TripAdvisor prior to booking any hotel room and this trip was no different. Here are a few of the things we have to look forward to:
I spent a decent amount of time the last two days planning which types of sunblock I needed to get to prep Ry's fair little skin for her visit. Who thought Sunblock for such a peanut would run a Momma $60 for a week??? OK, maybe I am bringing down too much, but if you have ever vacationed with Dan you know we constantly overpack in the sunblock department. I'm pretty sure I have decided to go with Blue Lizard sunblock. Even though I realize the packaging refers to it as sunscreen, I assure you it is sunblock based on the active ingredients.
Oh and why would she need sunblock without the super cutest bathing suits. Yes, I keep looking at different options, but have yet to pull the trigger on any new bathingsuits, and beach accessories. There are just way too many cute choices out there like this, or this.
I have a feeling Dan and I will be packing in our carry-on size suitcases, while Ry will be toting 1+ full sized suitcases worth of things down for our 5 days of fun in the sun.
Onto thing I could not plan. Labor. Or delivery. I keep meaning to write down Ryann's birth story, while I haven't done it yet, the only thing that went according to "plan" was that I was able to hold a happy, healthy baby girl in my arms. I can still remember the shock-excitment-love-nervousness I was experiencing the first time I saw my beautiful girl.
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