Vacation…mmmmmmmm. Just the sound of it is absolutely wonderful. Images of the beach, warm sun, sleeping late, no worries in the world. That is how vacations used to be. Now we have kids.
My husband surprised me this past Christmas with a trip to Myrtle Beach. Not just any trip either; a second honeymoon! He planned out an entire week for us to be together without our children. Now that’s a thought. We have not taken a trip alone since our honeymoon; so that’s 7 years ago! Needless to say we were both very excited to go on this vacation.
We planned out the babysitter months in advance, shopped to make sure that the kids were all set while we were gone and packed up the night before we left. That night my husband and I both started to feel anxious about leaving our kiddos behind. Mind you that this was the first time that we were both leaving for more than a weekend. Don’t get me wrong, we were both still very much looking forward to the trip, there was just this small feeling of anxiety settling in.
The next morning, we left very early (16 hours’ worth of driving ahead of us). Getting up that morning was difficult. Getting in the car that morning was worse. I started crying as we left. I know, I know, I am totally that mom. My husband finally calmed me down and we were on our way.
The drive was wildly beautiful! I highly suggest traveling through the mountains. The further we drove, the more and more I relaxed. It took me all the way until we actually arrived in South Carolina to completely be at ease without our children. The resort was breathtaking, the ocean even more so. We enjoyed the beach, the room, the hot tubs, and everything else that Myrtle Beach had to offer. Which was a lot of family friendly activities, go figure!
While we enjoyed being there and reconnecting with each other, we both found ourselves saying how much the kids would love it there and planning out things that we could do with them the next time we go. There was even a moment, okay, a lot of moments when he or I would catch ourselves being those creepy people that stare at the babies and smile at each other. Yup, our second honeymoon was turning out to be super sexy.
In any case, it was an incredible week with each other. We laughed together, we went to dinner every night, we were lazy during the day and completely remembered how much we really enjoy just being together. If we hadn’t had any children, I don’t think that we would have truly appreciated this time together as much as we did. So, in that way, I am grateful for this relaxing re-connection. But, on the flip side, we definitely struggled throughout because of how much we missed our kids.
As the week came to an end, we drove a little quicker home. We wanted to surprise the littles. I think we traveled for 17 hours straight the first day! We pulled into the driveway the next morning and rushed in to hold our babies. It was a fantastic feeling to be home with them again. We told them all about our trip, showed them pictures and gave them their presents. Total contentment. Now, it’s two days later and I miss the beach.