Bahama Mama.

I haven't really had a chance to sit back and reflect on my trip to the Bahamas since getting back home. When I was in the Bahamas I was pumping, but not very often since Theodore doesn't breastfeed that much anyways, needless to say that time of the month came as I was heading to my last flight back home - how pleasant. From there, I was hit with a horrible cold and I am currently snuggled up in bed with Theodore catching some Z's beside me while I try to nurse myself back to health. I can't decide if this is karma for me going away and enjoying myself for a week - KIDDING, of course it wasn't because DAMNIT I deserved that vacation, I most certainly did. 

Before meeting Matt and heading into love land, I used to fly down to the Bahamas to stay with one of my very good girlfriends Anastacia. I also dated her cousin to try and make myself an island girl, naturally, that didn't work out. All to say, one summer I went there 7 different times and the Bahamas sort of felt like a second home to me. Whenever I would venture to that special little island, I would stay at the Sheraton hotel. Since meeting Matt and having babies and basically turning my life upside down, the Sheraton also turned it's hotel upside down and it is now renamed "the Melias." The Melias is a fancy all-inclusive resort with awesome food, staff, beaches, pools, the whole nine yards. So you better believe that when Matt surprised me with a MUCH deserved (insert wink here) trip that I knew that was where I wanted to stay - partly for nostalgic reasons and partly so that I could literally do N O T H I N G the entire 6 days that I was gone.

When my best friend Talina got wind of me heading down to the Bahamas she immediately texted me saying "I want to come too. I actually think I need to, to keep you in check." I laughed because she's an idiot, but also because she was right. I needed her there with me that week to get my mind off the kids, with wi-fi being WAY too accessible nowadays I would have been Facetiming Matt 1,000 times a day if I was by myself. Instead, I enjoyed relaxing, and believe it or not, I didn't even feel guilty for one millisecond, stuffing my face with all the free food, curling up to fall asleep without having to get two children to sleep and so, so much more. I even read, I READ, I haven't read in years, I'm just too pooped by the time the end of the day rolls around, but I parked my butt on the beach and read 3 books in.3 days and it was incredible. I miss reading. So guess what? I'm going to keep reading now that I'm back home because it made me realize that that is something I really, really enjoy doing no matter how tired I am. 

I remember when I was younger and used to go away with my parents I always wondered why families would bring their small children with them - I truly thought "what a waste?" but after observing everyone on vacation I've changed my mind. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about how much fun the kids would have had if they were down there with me. So my next mission is to head away with the four of us, I'm going to search for a family friendly resort and make all of our dreams come true. Okay, dramatic, what else is new, but I really think that we'd all have an awesome time. I came home feeling rejuvenated, excited, loved, calm and every other emotion you can imagine. What is it with sleeping in your own bed? You can be at a 5 start resort with the comfiest pillows and softest duvet, but there is NOTHING, nothing like home. Talina and I were talking about how lucky we are to enjoy our lives back home all the while being down South and having our toes buried in the sand. We couldn't help but think about how much we love our lives. That realization itself was worth every penny.

I highly suggest to all of my friends out here on the inter webs to get your little tushes away from your everyday and go on a vacation, or a staycation, whatever you can make happen! We all need a reminder about how beautiful our lives truly are and to appreciate it for everything that it is.