We had a wonderful Christmas. My Christmas wish came true; both kids were healthy and happy. We went to my in-laws on Monday the 23rd for a big family reunion on my mother-in-law's side. We did the gift exchange with the in-laws and had pizza and ice cream with the family.
Christmas Eve we opened presents at home and Santa came to pay us a visit. Unlike Sean's birthday, we seemed to get the gifts right this time around. He was stoked to see all his gifts. Evan, on the other hand, could not care any less about opening gifts. He loved playing with the toys, but gift opening was lame (in his opinion).
We packed up after nap and headed back over to our in-law's for our traditional Christmas Eve dinner and poker. We decided to spend the night so that we could go to church and head over to my parents' house in the morning to do Christmas celebrations with them.
Christmas day was relaxing. The kids did great at church and came back to my parents' house to take a long nap. Scott and I were able to relax on the couch and peacefully open gifts with my parents while the kids were sleeping. Considering Evan was up most of the night on Christmas Eve, I needed this break. My grandma came over for a little bit in the afternoon, but wasn't feeling well enough to stay for dinner. It's heart-breaking to see her so weak, but I'm grateful we were all able to spend some time with her.
We were ready to head home that night. The kids were "all Christmas'd" out, we were exhausted, and were anxious to unpack and find new spots for all the Christmas gifts. The next few days we spent playing with new toys, re-organizing the play room and basement to make room for new toys, and getting ready for this big trip we're going on tomorrow morning.
It's hard to believe the day has finally arrived. It's such a mix of emotions as it's obviously difficult to leave my kids for an entire week. But, it's much needed. It's time for Scott and I to take some time for ourselves and our marriage. Having children is definitely taxing on a relationship and the past four years have been devoted to getting pregnant and raising two boys.
I can't help but feel nostalgic tonight thinking back to the trip we took that was our last "hoorah" before having kids.
We had no idea what we were in for, but a month after we got back from the Dominican Republic, we were blessed with a positive pregnancy test. Since then, our life has been in fast forward with sleepless nights, countless arguments about who's turn it is to change a diaper or get up in the middle of the night, and numerous colds and illnesses that kept us up worrying. That's being a parent.
I am so ready for this trip, but I'm going to miss my babies like crazy! I know we need this, but that doesn't make it any easier to leave my two love bugs behind. I know they'll have a blast with their grandparents and I firmly believe that absence makes the heart grow fonder. So, on that note, adios! Prospero ano nuevo!
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