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Happy Labor Day! I hope you are either lounging by the pool, out on a traveling adventure, marathoning shows on the couch, earning overtime at work, or doing whatever needs to be done with a smile. We are sticking close to home for probably the first Labor Day weekend in a long time. Since Labor Day weekend falls around our wedding anniversary, we historically take advantage of the extra day off work by celebrating another year together and going on a trip. Life tip: Schedule your wedding around a long weekend whenever possible!
In our seven years of marriage we have been fortunate enough to have gone on anniversary trips to Las Vegas, New Orleans, San Antonio, a local winery (boy that didn’t go well), Maui, Colorado, and now for our seventh anniversary we stayed within a 15 mile radius of home. Clearly that is a big departure from our normal type of celebration, but we made the best of it.
However, I have a confession. The Seven Year Itch is real. Rather, it is really the Seven Week Itch in our case, but it just so happens to fall on our seventh wedding anniversary. Baby S is now seven weeks old and life hasn’t been going quite as smoothly as we had hoped. I have written about this some, but while many babies are getting a little bit more settled into a routine that includes less crying and longer sleep at seven weeks, the chaos at our house has just been increasing.
Last week we hit a wall and took her back to the pediatrician who determined that my just avoiding dairy wasn’t enough for her as her gut was still clearly quite irritated likely via something getting passed through my milk. That means that other common allergens/proteins that can bother the little one also got immediately cut from my diet (soy, egg, and nuts). I’ve never had to be a “label reader”, so this has been a big adjustment that sadly seems to be helping some, but not as significantly as we hoped. She is also now on reflux meds which also may be helping ever so slightly, but certainly aren’t the magic bullet either.
Given all that, on our “to do” list for next week is to get an appointment with a pediatric gastroenterologist and maybe even try a pediatric chiropractor….and do anything else that might help her. Voodoo, wishing wells, magic potions, whatever are also welcome if they will help. We hate knowing she is in pain, and day 51 of very limited sleep and lots of crying isn’t exactly a pleasurable environment for any of us, either.
However, even though we are living in chaos and are stressed (to say the least), we are getting itchy. I’ve now been home for close to four months, and I am ready for at least a small adventure. Even my husband who doesn’t nearly have the “travel bug” as badly as I do said he is ready for us to have a change of scenery.
We are coming up on our first trip as a family of four very soon, and while part of me is dreading it as Baby S isn’t as settled as we had hoped by this point, part of me is really looking forward to it just as something different. I hope that she is a happy and comfortable baby by the time we depart, but even if she isn’t, the trip will hopefully be good for all of us to at least have a ‘slice of different’ interjected to our long and challenging days (and nights).
At this point being tired and stressed by the ocean at a resort sounds like a nice break from continuing to be tired and stressed in our house. Having us all staying together in one hotel room will probably be very trying, but the attraction of something different is overshadowing the fear of how the logistics will play out.
If you have been traveling so frequently that you aren’t super excited about the next adventure on your calendar, or perhaps are even kind of dreading it, let me encourage you to just stay home. Just stay home until you get the desire to explore again, because that desire really will come back…even if you know that leaving home will bring its own set of challenges.
I don’t know how our next adventure will play out, but after seven years together, and now seven itchy weeks as a family of four, I’m ready to find out.