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Recharging, Unwinding and…..5 Days Until my Birthday

NOW:  Just a now.  Sorry.

I played hooky today!!!  YAY!!!  And I only told Tim (and now you guys….shhh!).  I ran a couple errands this morning.  Very simple – pick up dog perscription and get money from the bank.  Then I hung out at Panera for a few hours.  I had a Cinnamon Crunch bagel with Maple Walnut Cream cheese (only half the container, thank you very much), with a Cafe Mocha made with skim milk.  That was for breakfast.  Later, for a snack, a yummy orange scone and some coffee.  While there I enjoyed my Nook…..it came pre-loaded with Dracula and I had never read it and so I’ve been hooked, but haven’t had much time to read.

Then, I used the spa gift certificate Tim had given me LAST Christmas.  My massage was heavenly.  The worst thing about it was that it was too short (the shortest hour of my life).  But I feel like a new person.  I move and don’t hurt or feel stiff……I forgot that was possible!  I wish I could do this more often.  I’d be a lot less stressed….I don’t think I realized how much stress I actually had in my muscles until now.  I am so torn between not wanting to go home and have the stress return as soon as I’m back “on”…..and wanting to go home because I think I could be more patient than normal with the twins right now.

Now, I’m back at Panera and just wanted to type a few words.  I had a You Pick Two – with a steak and blue salad and a cup of Garden Vegetable with Pesto soup.  And more coffee.  🙂

I’m going back to the vampire world now!  Real vampires.  Not ones with souls who fall in love and drink animal blood because they have a conscience.  Have a wonderful weekend everyone!  This is now.

Winter Rut

NOW:  I’m really in a bad winter rut.  Not emotionally.  Physically.  And it’s discouraging because I feel like in the last 5 weeks or so, I’ve undone everything I worked for.  Between January 2011 through Mid-December, I was really really good about exercising.  Over the summer I even started running and ran a few 5K’s.  I felt great.  And along with the exercising I was watching what I ate….not obsessively, but just paying attention to my hunger cues and adding more veggies and healthier options.

I knew things would go downhill at the holidays.  With going out shopping came going out to dinner.  We still were sort of trying to find better options but we were still busy enough that we weren’t cooking at home as often and maybe not paying as much attention.  Now, I’m not talking about going to a fast-food place and getting fatty or fried foods!  Even if we ran to Applebee’s we didn’t get a big cheeseburger with fries along with an appetizer or something.  We didn’t pick off of the Weight Watchers menu either, but we tried to get grilled chicken or steak with veggies.   And we almost always cut our meal in half and take half home. 

Things really fell apart the week AFTER Christmas.  I was off and had no intention of getting up at 5:30 in the morning to exercise.  That was my first mistake I guess.  It was more important for me to get that sleep.  Which actually ended up working out ok because with Will being SO sick (broncialitis/pneumonia), he was waking me up VERY often in the night and I felt exhausted anyway.

Ok, so the New Year came and my first day back was January 3rd, but I still felt honestly just exhausted.  I didn’t catch up on sleep at all the week before and I was definitely feeling run down.  So, again, I chose sleep over exercise.  All week.  Again.  I felt refreshed.  And not guilty.  Not good.  Because justifying it can be a big mistake.  I know that from past experiences.

The week of the 9th was better.  We got up Monday, Tuesday, took a break Wednesday, got up Thursday.  Friday…..not so much…..Will had been waking me up like every half-hour during the night and then the dog woke me up once because he threw up.  When my alarm went off, I cried.  Tim said this was an extenuating circumstance and I should get the extra hour of sleep.  So I did.

Starting Sunday, Tim was sick.  Like puking sick.  So…..I was very busy.  I was on my own with the kids and then I also needed to take care of him. He didn’t need much, just an occasional glass of water or some crackers.  I did have to make dinner, which he had been planning on doing, and then he didn’t eat even though he requested Lipton soup.  The kids loved it though!  I wasn’t sure how that would work out…..they’ve had it before but only by taking little sips off of our spoons.  But I gave them more noodles/less broth and they did VERY well!  I was impressed.  So that was good.

Monday I had off, Tim was still sick, I didn’t even consider exercising.  Again, setting a bad precedent for the week.  Tuesday morning, my alarm was all set.  But my resolve wasn’t.  And this is where my problem lies.  I haven’t exercised all week.  Tim had an excuse, he’s still pretty weak.  He finally ate just yesterday.  Here’s my main problem – my motivation seems to be gone.  And it feels like it’s been gone for a while.  I love(d) exercising.  I love feeling great.  I love getting up in the morning and feeling like I accomplished something.  I love when my pants don’t feel tight (which they do right now).  So what is MY PROBLEM!!!!!   I’m so mad at myself, but apparently not mad enough to do something about it.  Even today, I said to myself, meh, it’s already Thursday, why bother getting up to exercise now.  WHAT!?  Ridiculous.  And I know it’s ridiculous.  But I’m still not doing anything about it.

I also have a terrible terrible habit of eating if I can get away with it.  For some reason, when I get home from work and I’m starting to make dinner, I almost always get very shaky.  Like low-blood-sugar or something.  What I should do, is have a nice, high-protein snack as soon as I get home and that will hold me off until dinner.  But I don’t.  I wait until I’m shaky, light-headed, hot/cold, and irritable.  Then I have 3 handfuls of cashews (probably 3 servings right there), a couple pieces of chocolate, and maybe even some tomatoes or something if I’m making salads.  So not only am I ingesting all of these calories after eating good all day, plus I didn’t exercise, plus it’s only like an hour before dinner. 

I just don’t understand how I know it’s bad and wrong  and I feel physically awful especially in the area of pants being tight.  And yet I don’t feel guilty enough to fix it.  Maybe writing down these confessions will help.  Maybe you guys should all comment (yay, please comment!) about how I need to get my lazy self back to exercising and not gorging on cashews every evening before Tim gets home.

Not only that, but I know part of my decrease in motivation comes from the fact that I worked so hard for 11 months and now it’s all undone so what’s even the point?  Why work hard again for another 11 months when I can just buy bigger pants?  Laziness is so much easier. 

Every once in a while, I do get that fleeting thought in the back of my mind…..maybe if I tried even harder it wouldn’t take 11 months?  Maybe.  This is now.

THEN: Did I mention the breast-feeding?  No?  I’ve got to work it in someplace.  So, I had planned on breastfeeding the twins.  Can’t do that when they’re on feeding tubes in the NICU.  No, not so much.  But that’s ok.  I can just pump and they can put whatever I get into their feeding tubes.  Although getting less than an ounce after almost a half-hour of pumping is rather discouraging.  Especially when there’s two mouths to feed.  Luckily for me, I was able to stay in the hospital those few extra days.  The lactation nurses came to see me whenever I needed.  I just had to get used to the idea of 2-3 women playing with my boobs every time I needed a little assistance.  I felt it was worth it.  And I suppose an ounce is really not that bad when your kids are only eating a couple ounces at a time anyway.  But it was always on my mind that obviously, eventually, soon, they would need to eat more.  In the meantime they were being supplemented with formula.  I was told multiple times not to feel guilty and that every little teensy tiny bit helped.  And that pumping was bound to get you less milk anyway.  And that having a C-section was bound to get you less.  And that having a delivery at 31 weeks was bound to get you less because your body wasn’t supposed to be ready to give milk for another 7-9 weeks.  And all of these things made sense logically so it’s good that I’m normally a very logical person.

 But I still felt guilty.  And I still felt like since I was just sitting in my hospital room anyway maybe I should just leave the pump attached all day long or something.

 They also said don’t worry about getting up in the night; I needed my rest.  Screw that, my babies needed to eat!  They weren’t sleeping through the night without having to eat, so I couldn’t sleep through the night without making them some food.  They were eating every two hours.  I was pumping every two hours.  Sometimes by the time I got it all set up, pumped for a half-hour or so, and then cleaned up the machine so it would be ready for next time I felt that it probably would be easier just to leave everything attached all day.  Like a cow.  It was not easy.  Emotionally or physically.  I felt drained.  I felt like a failure.  I knew that eventually I would make more but it was hard to convince myself of that when all I had were mere drops to feed my children.  Like really, drops, like when they would pour it from the tube I pumped it into to and try to get it into the feeding tube, there probably was nothing left because it all just got stuck on the side of the container.  I was told to take a picture of them and look at it while I was pumping to stir up some emotion.  That actually did help a lot, especially when I was first home.  They told me to massage my breasts a little before pumping.  That helped too.  A little.  My determination got me through I think.  It is not easy to breastfeed, pump, whatever – I tell everyone that.  But in my opinion, it’s worth it for the vitamins and antibodies that I believe I was providing to my babies.  And since this experience, I have had A LOT of new-mom friends come to me for advice.  I’m no lactation consultant (those people crazy (in a good way)), but I do think that if you can do it, (because not everyone can), you should do it.  Or at least try for a little while because every little teensy tiny bit helps.  That was then.

Being Thankful

NOW:  I’m sitting here trying to think of what I’m thankful for.  In a creative way.  I’m thankful for so much, but it’s all kind of cliche and boring.  Family, friends, health, job.  That about sums it up.  But, expressing what you’re thankful for seems the thing to do these days, so here goes nothing……

I am thankful first and foremost for my husband, Tim.  He is my everything.  Sometimes I get so caught up in living life I forget to think about how I got here in the first place, but it’s mostly to do with him.  I am thankful for his sense of humor, his love, his daddy-skills, his cooking skills (Thankful mostly because then I don’t have to cook!), and for making me want to be a better person…..but still putting up with the parts I’ll never change.  He is my best friend and my soulmate. 

I am thankful for my twins.  It’s hard to believe there was a time in my life when I thought I didn’t want kids.  Now, sometimes I believe I was put on this earth to be their mommy.  It’s a full-time job….and it’s definitely WORK, but it’s also the best job in the world.  Even if I forget that sometimes….like when Will’s walls, crib bars, sheets, and stuffed animals are all painted with poop when I go to get him in the morning.  But when I think back….especially when I’m doing a “THEN” post…..well, it just helps me remember how much I need them.

My friends….they are just always there for me, or just there to be with me, or just there to talk to me.  I am so lucky to have each and every one of them.  Even when they are so drunk they spill gluten-free beer all over my husband’s white Sabres jersey.  Oh yeah, I’m also thankful for Stain Stick.

I think in this economy, most people are thankful for their jobs.  I am. 

My family.  And Tim’s family.  They are just so great and helpful.

But I am more thankful that I love my job.  I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing.  I would hate to be stuck in a job just because I had to make money, and I know that’s how a lot of people’s lives are.  I am blessed to be working in a good school, with good people, a good principal, and pretty good kids. 

Can I take a minute to be thankful for ridiculous things?  I am thankful for the yummy risotto my hubby made for dinner last night.  I can still taste it, and that’s a good thing.  I am thankful for my new salad spinner.  My old one broke after a good 8 year run, and I don’t think I could have lived without one.  If you don’t have one, you need one.  It’s the only thing I like to do in the kitchen!  I am thankful that International Delights already started selling their Pumpkin creamer so that I can stop spending $4.50 for pumpkin lattes.  And thankful for the coupon in the paper last week so that I could get an extra bottle.

There are lots of other little things I’m thankful for too; Disneyworld, Disney characters, and Disney movies, books, TV, baby wipes, my hair straightener, pizza, crayons, play-doh, my Fraggle Rock snuggie.  The list could go on and on. 

I guess I just am thankful for a lot.  And I know, even when I’m feeling not-so-thankful, I can use one of the many things in my life that make me happy to remind myself how lucky I truly am.  This is now.

THEN:

I am thankful to the nurses and doctors who took care of me and my children when I couldn’t.

I am thankful to my breast pump. 

I am thankful to my support group, made up of family and friends who love me.

I am thankful that I got heartburn that ended me up in the hospital, because without it, the outcome might have been a lot worse.

I am thankful that my children were relatively healthy and that, with the help of modern medicine and science, they could become stronger and healthier.

I am thankful for my husband taking extra time off of work while I was in the hospital, while the twins were in the hospital, and once the twins came home.  I don’t know what I’d do without him.

That was then.

Morning Routine (no-twin-Tuesday)

I’ve done it.  I’ve accomplished something marvelous.  It might only be temporary, due to any unforeseen circumstances but the fact that it is currently happening is nothing short of miraculous.

Tim is getting up early with me and exercising.  And likes it.

I have been trying to do this for a long time.  Even when we would have an event planned in the evening and we would know we weren’t going to exercise he would refuse to get up early. 

But we’ve been slacking off as of late and I decided it was time to try something new.  Not only were we skipping days, but we were so tired by the end of the day that we weren’t putting a lot of effort in when we did exercise.

So, last weekend I broached the subject again.  I said we’d have more time at night to just relax.  One of the reasons I didn’t like exercising after the kids were in bed was because that only left about 2 hours before we went to bed.  So, we’d get ready, we’d exercise, we’d shower, and we’d have maybe a half-hour before I was falling asleep on the couch.  Plus, I was just plain exhausted after working all day, dealing with twins while trying to start dinner, and then playing after dinner. 

So he agreed to try.  YAY YAY YAY!!!  Last week we got up every morning.  Well, he was on death’s door Thursday and Friday so he skipped, but whatever.  And this week we are still going strong!  We even got up Saturday morning before swim class. 

I feel like I have more energy in the morning, both as I’m exercising and then after.  I feel like it adds more time to our day….which it really does because we’re getting up an hour earlier.  Plus, I don’t feel so guilty making evening plans because I still get my workout in.  I also think it is helping me control my eating again because I can’t tell myself that I’ll just work it off later.  Nope, too late, you already exercised for the day.  I also read an article about morning workouts that said you need to give yourself at least 3 weeks to readjust to your new schedule.  So as of right now, that’s the plan.

Last week I don’t feel like I was any more tired than usual because of this new routine, but this week I’m feeling it a little more.  But that’s more due to our busy weekend. 

We stayed up late Saturday because we went out to dinner and then spontaneously decided to catch a showing at 11 PM of The Rocky Horror Picture Show……complete with props!!!!   I was so excited!  It was a lot of fun, but it has sure taken it’s toll on me as far as being tired.  Friends of ours and Tim and I decided to visit a restaurant called Tantalus.  AMAZING!!  The only bad thing was that the menu was enormous….and everything sounded so good!  It was hard to decide.  We started with a seafood appetizer and I had a glass of red wine.  Then, I tried a cup of their Apple Pumpkin Goat Cheese Soup.  I wished I had ordered the bowl instead because it was SO yummy!  Then, another glass of wine.  For dinner, I had a pasta dish called The Tuxedo.  It was linguini, and linguini infused with squid ink.  Then it was mixed with a spicy red tomato sauce, chunks of tomatoes, kalamata olives, pine nuts, and anchovies.  I’m not normally an anchovy person, but I sure was with this dish!  To end the meal, I tried their hot apple cider “kicked up” with a shot of Van Gogh Caramel Vodka.  It was heavenly. 

After dinner we were walking across the brick street to a small bar to finish watching the Sabres Game.  On the way we passed by the local Theater…..which was showing Rocky Horror that night.  We went in and inquired about props, found out they were allowed, and left the boys at the bar while we ran to Tops for supplies!  When we got back we rounded them up (not too hard to do because the Sabres game was done) and invaded the theater.  I have ALWAYS wanted to do this movie in the theater with the props and my experience was not disappointing.  It was SO SO SO much fun.  And as my friend said……it was one of those spontaneous things we used to do more often before I had kids.  Which was not meant in a bad way at all, and was very true! 

I spoke to Tim about it afterwards.  We don’t get a lot of nights out where we can be spontaneous.  Usually we get a babysitter for a specific event, we go to the event, we go home.  This was such a nice night because aside from dinner, we had no agenda.  We could have done basically whatever we wanted.  And we did.  What a treat!

Then Sunday we carved pumpkins, and yesterday we went out trick-or-treating. 

So, as I’m writing this, I am exhausted.  The last few days were exhausting.  Work was exhausting.  Kids are exhausting.  I’m ready to get a good night’s sleep (and it’s only 4:00) and start fresh…….with my morning workout!!!!!!!

Don’t Blink

NOW: So, Summer happened.  Did anyone see it go by?  I must have missed it.  Although I have to say it was probably one of the best summers of my life.  And it’s my only real excuse for not blogging as much as I originally planned. 

I want to take a moment to be sentimental.  I’m not really a sentimental person in real life.  It’s not that I hide my emotions, I’m just more logical than emotional.

But when I think about this summer with my children, I get an ache in my chest.  Especially right now, because at this moment they’re not even right in front of me. 

I guess I should be grateful, and I am, that at least I’m a teacher and I get to spend the summer with my twins.  Most moms, who work a full year, obviously don’t geta  whole two months off with theirs.  I am lucky, and I am grateful, but all I can think about is that it was too short. 

Now that I only am with them a few hours a day before they go to bed….and that involves making dinner and eating dinner…..I miss them with every fiber of my being.  I wish I could wake up, throw on all our bathing suits and spend the  morning in the backyard again.  I cannot honestly remember the last time we played outside.  Ever since school started (a mere 2 weeks ago), our weekends have been booked and we can’t even enjoy the fall weather that’s hitting.

I feel like every day I come home from work and I missed out on something.  They are living their lives without me most of the day and I’m missing it! 

I’m sure this is the lament of every working mom.  I’m not trying to throw myself a pity-party, I’m just re-realizing how much I love and miss those little people at home and sharing that with you.  I never realized I could love any two people so much.

Another quick note about school starting; I have been wearing my hair down again, not in a ponytail.  So, guess who stopped asking for ponytails/pigtails in her hair every morning?  Ariel.  Took me until today to realize that’s probably why she hasn’t been asking.  🙂  She wants to be like mommy.  What an honor. 

I am going to do a more detailed August recap soon.  It’s just been hard to find the time and motivation to get on the darn computer and blog.  Sorry.  Again.  This is now.

THEN: I was in the hospital again Saturday night, by myself.  Tim was going to come back Sunday morning because he decided he couldn’t go to work while I was in such a state of the unknown. 

On Saturday afternoon they asked me what I had done to change my diet because of my gestational diabetes.  What gestational diabetes?  I was never told I had failed my second blood test as well as my first.  I had not changed my diet at all.  I would have done anything to keep myself and my babies healthy during the pregnancy.  I would have eaten whatever they told me to eat and stayed away from anything I had to avoid.  But I never knew I had to.  After calling and calling about my results, and being reassured that if there was a problem I would be informed.  Well, there was a problem.  And because I didn’t fix that problem, it became a bigger problem.

On Sunday morning a high-risk doctor came to talk to us, but Tim wasn’t there yet.  I had severe pre-ecclampsia.  I was basically a ticking time bomb and I never knew it.    That was then.

Parting is Such Sorrow – Day 4

NOW: On Saturday we had originally planned to go to the park until lunchtime and then start our journey home….hoping the kids would take a nap, at least for a little while.

Well, they had enjoyed the parades so much…..and Tim and I just really didn’t want to leave yet…..so we decided to wait until after the parade.  It was under one condition though – – – – – – coffee stops – – – – – in the park, and all the way home. 

In the morning we ate breakfast in the hotel room again, after Tim took all the luggage down to the car.  We’d have to unpack it to get the stroller out, and then repack it after the park, but that was ok. 

The kids were just so excited to go back to Sesame that we knew we made the right choice in returning for a third day.  We had gotten the free upgrade to the season pass anyway, so why not?

We decided not to deal with water stuff because it took up a lot of time, we’d have to get them changed again, and we wanted to try some things we hadn’t.

We started near the back of the park with some dry rides.  We asked the kids if they wanted to go on the horsies, but both said NO.  Ok then.  We found Elmo’s Flyin’ Fish and asked if they wanted to go on.  At first they both said no, but then Will heard Elmo’s voice coming from the ride and decided he’d like to try.

I gave him his choice of fish as we waited in line.  Zebra.

In line, he was all excited and kept pointing to the zebra fish as it went around and telling me whenever he heard Elmo.  Once on the ride, he kept saying all done all done.  But too late.  🙂  We took off and he was looking at everything and waving to Daddy and Ariel.  He even let me push the button to go up high.

It was a lot of fun…..so when we got off, I asked Ariel again if she wanted to go on, like Will.  She still said no, but when I tried to take her out of the stroller she didn’t really resist.  We started walking toward the line and she was saying no, no, no – in a cute way, not crying or whining.  So, I figured she should go on too.  She wouldn’t tell me which fish she wanted so I picked the angel fish because it was landed near Daddy.  When I first buckled her in, she said all done all done, but I told her it was too late, just like with Will.  She ended up enjoying herself also!

We decided to take a break and catch the Elmo’s World Live show again.  We sat near the middle this time, and no one was in front of us at first, which was perfect.  About halfway through the show someone came in (LATE!) and sat her big-self right in front of us.  I was so annoyed.  And Will was annoyed too, he had to keep leaning around her to see.  But they enjoyed the show anyway.  It was much better than the first day when Ariel was miserable through the whole thing! 

The workers even let us stay back a little bit after everyone was gone so we could get pictures on the set!  They loved looking at shade and door and meeting Dorothy!!!

Then we went back to the rides.  The twins agreed to go on Grover’s World Twirl with Mommy and Daddy.  I think they would have been fine if they could have sat on our laps, but they had to sit on the seat between us and didn’t really seem to enjoy it as much as I thought they would.  They weren’t crying, but they weren’t too thrilled either.

Maybe by the time we go to DisneyWorld next year, they’ll like the rides a little more.  🙂

We decided to go for lunch and then sewttle in for a spot on the parade route, near where we were for the nighttime parade last night.  While waiting for Tim to get lunch, I grabbed my 4th coffee of the day and settled in to wait at a table with the twins.  Tim brought me back a surprise with my lunch!

I shared with the kids, of course.  While we waited for the parade, Tim got us some “IceWater”, which was basically sorbet – he got cherry, which was really, really good!

We saw the parde one last time and then waved bye-bye to Sesame Place. 

As we were unpacker/repacking the car to fit the stroller in, the kids fell asleep in the backseat.  But, we still had one more Sesame Place surprise for them.  When they woke up, we stopped at a rest area (so Mommy could get another coffee) and after settling back into the car…….

Ariel must have thought Big Bird was hungry so she was feeding him some of her fruit bar.  He got his beak quite messy!

Things were pretty uneventful on the way home.  About an hour past dinnertime there was a pretty good amount of whining coming from the backseat, but we really wanted to make it to the Applebee’s near Syracuse again.  So we carried on.  At dinner, Will was a bit of a terror.  Good thing we won’t be going back to that location anytime soon.  It was understandable to us…..but probably not to the customers….or the waitress who will have to wash the crayon off the wall.  Considering they usually get compliments in restaurants, it was a little out-of-sorts for him, but to be expected.

After dinner we got back on the road, but abruptly pulled off because Mommy saw the first Tim Horton’s sign!  YAY!  Extra-large please.

They fell asleep shortly after, waking up occasionally to cry a little, but then falling back asleep.  Sometimes it was actually good that they were crying because it helped me stay more awake.  I wasn’t falling asleep at the wheel or anything (I would have had Tim drive if I was), but I definitely was tired.  It helped that we had a Muppet marathon going on the iPod, singing along was definitely helping.

We carried them upstairs, got them into their jammies and settled them into their cribs.  We also started unpacking the car a little.  By the time we got home it was about 12:30 at night (morning). 

Worth it. 

Totally worth it.

At one point Tim asked, “is it strange that I even enjoyed the car ride?”  No.  Anytime we spend time together as a family is enjoyable.  Even though part of the time was spent with whiny kids.  And part of the time was spent trying to entertain whiny kids.  And part of the time I wished I could just teleport us home  because I just wanted to be there instead of driving any longer

It was all so worth it.  For the experience.  For the joy.  For the fun and the time spent together. 

If I was only going to go to Sesame once, I might recommend waiting until the kids were a little older.  I definitely don’t regret taking mine because I know they had such a great time.  But they were a little young for some things.  If we do go again in a couple of years, we will probably go for longer and check out other things in the area; the Crayola Factory, the Please Touch Museum, or even Hershey Park. 

And I know they might not remember it.  Right now they do.  I ask them questions and they give me VERY specific answers about what happened on our trip.  But we have the pictures and the video (that they’ve asked to watch every day since we got back) to help them remember.  I remember going to Canada’s Wonderland as a kid.  But I don’t really remember it……I just remember what I’ve seen in the photos.  And that’s ok.  Because I know I had fun and my family must have enjoyed it or they wouldn’t have kept taking me back.

I can’t even express how much we all enjoyed our first family vacation.  My tears during the parades, and while they met the guys, and while they showed us how excited they were, and even now as I type; just say it all.  Tim and I have memories that will last forever – even when our little ones aren’t so little and don’t delight at seeing all their now-favorite guys.

Worth it.

Totally worth it.

This is now.  Soon……….let’s get planning that Disney World trip!!!!

Lots More to Do! – Day 3

NOW: Our second day in the park was awesome!  It was so much more relaxing knowing where we were going, what we wanted to see, what the kids liked and didn’t like so far.  It was hard that first day getting our bearings straight.  Not because it was big, just because it was unfamiliar and we weren’t sure what to expect from the kids.

Instead of taking them down to a breakfast they might not eat, with highchairs that might not be available, we decided to just have them eat Cheerios in the room.  Tim went down to get breakfast for us and also brought up an orange for the kids and I to share, as well as yogurt for them. 

We wanted to make sure to get to the park a little earlier today.  First of all, because we thought it might be a little busier on a Friday, and plus, we wanted to check out the Count’s Splash Castle, which gets busier later in the day.  As we entered the park, we took some pictures with the cool character topiaries.

We waited at the gate for about 20 minutes – which Will was not too happy about, but it was ok.  We got a locker again and then headed to the back of the park.

We ventured into the water surrounding the castle without too much hope.  Too much splashing.  But maybe they’d like it!  Not so much.  I was really disappointed because I wanted to play!  It looked like a lot of fun, but they just didn’t think so. not with all the water squirting and splashing and dripping.  I was tempted to leave Tim with the kids for a little bit and go play, but I didn’t.  🙂

We went back to Twiddlebug Land instead.  Around 11 we “dragged” them out because we wanted to get dressed to see the Elmo Rocks show and then have lunch.  We were trying to stick to somewhat of a plan today because we wanted to make sure they got a nap so we didn’t have a repeat of yesterday.  Elmo Rocks was an ok show.  Some parts dragged a little and the kids got antsy. 

We headed to Sesame Cafe for lunch because it was inside and offered a Roast Turkey Sandwich that Tim and I were interested in.  It was really tasty!  We got the kids a grilled cicken kids meal to share – along with french fries (Count’s French Fry Count; That’s 3, 3 meals with french fries, ah, ah, ah).  Their chicken was kinda dry – we figured it was because no one else was choosing that and it had been sitting for a while.  Oh well, they ate french fries and blueberries and strawberries.   The kids’ meals were a little crazily-priced though.  Adult meals were around $11, kids were $10! 

After lunch we went back to the car for a nap.  From yesterday’s experience we figured they wouldn’t nap at all (or very well) while in the park.  They were definitely acting tired so we thought maybe we’ll just turn on the car and they’ll fall asleep without even having to leave our awesome parking spot.  We had gotten preferred parking again because we figured if we did have to leave and come back at least we’d be in the closer lot.

Well, we did have to drive around a bit for them to fall asleep.  But once they did, we headed back to the Sesame Place parking lot, got another really good spot, and just left the car running while we sat and read books and they slept.  They got almost a 45-minute nap which was perfect to re-energize them for the rest of the day. 

As part of our package, we had already pre-purchased a 6×8 photo from 1-2-3 Smile With Me, so we headed there after changing into our Sesame Street-themed clothes.  🙂 

We got some really cute pictures with Big Bird and Elmo, and settled on a family picture with Elmo as our 6×8.

Then we asked the kids if they wanted to ride the horsies.  Their first ride!  They said yes, but as you can see from this picture, Will was not too thrilled once he actually got on.  I ended up taking him off and we watched Daddy and Ariel ride.  Ariel wasn’t too sure, but she wasn’t crying either.

We headed over to play Ernie’s Duck Pond, where they each picked 3 ducks and won a prize.  They definitely liked that!

We saw more ‘guys’ in the main area, and so we went to visit again, this time so Daddy could get video.  🙂

Then, it was time for Dinner with Elmo!  We had also pre-booked this as part of our package online.  We’ve done plenty of character dining at Disney and even as adults, really enjoy the interactions with the characters in this type of setting. 

They were so ridiculously excited.  It was so great.  Cookie Monster, The Count, and Abby all came to the table.  Big Bird was seated on a stool in the middle of the room so you could go visit him.  Elmo was seated on a stool off to the side. 

This was our 4th “Disney Does It Better” moment.  Why didn’t Elmo come to the tables?  That would be like sticking Mickey Mouse in the corner at Chef Mickey’s.  I could understand Big Bird sitting still – it was a little hard for him to manuveur.  But Elmo?  We couldn’t figure it out.  

Anyway, we had a blast.  The kids didn’t eat, of course, but that’s to be expected.  We were there for the characters, not for the dinner, if we’re being honest.  Ariel did eat quite a bit of my Tilapia, but that was about it.  They also had chocolate chip cookies and some soft-serve ice cream for dessert.  Well-balanced meal right there.  😉  We also found a little Zoe to buy!  We’d been looking all over for her…..our last character to add to our collection!

After dinner we took them to Ernie’s Bed Bounce, which we thought they’d like because it was like a giant bounce house.  They had to go in alone, though, and they didn’t really like being that far away from us.

After getting out, we asked them if they wanted to go on Big Bird’s Balloon Race with Mommy and Daddy but they said no, so we headed off to see the Abby’s Treasure Hunt show.  It was super-cute, and they really enjoyed it.  Will was on Daddy’s lap, and he was so wiggly and excited Daddy didn’t get any pictures of the show.  But that’s ok.

Then, we headed back to the shops to buy more souveniers but didn’t give them to the kids yet.  We got them a big Big Bird and Snuffy, and each a beach towel with all the ‘guy’s on it.  We also got T-shirts for ourselves, a magnet, and a keychain.  The 30% off for having the season pass was awesome!  We definitely came in under our proposed souvenir budget.

Then, we went back near the front of the park for pictures of “Sesame Street” and more guys while we waited for the nighttime parade.

We waited in line to see the Count and Zoe again while Daddy held our spots for the parade.

Then…………..we PARTIED!!!!  With all the guys! 

We left the park a little after 9:30.  After stopping at the lost and found to see if anyone had turned in the water shoe Will had kicked off at some point after dinner.  Nope.  Well, he’s not sitting in the front of the stroller anymore.  🙂

We got back to the hotel, and got things packed for the next day (we were leaving 😦 ).  Tim and I had already decided we’d at least stay for lunch in the park the next day.  Then, because they had loved the parade so much, we figured, hey, what’s a couple more hours?  So, we’ll be staying for the afternoon parade and then driving home.

After our showers, and the kids’ baths, it only took them minutes to fall asleep (around 11pm).  Thank goodness!  They slept until about 7 the next morning.  This is now.