Is it any surprise that I use my blog to vent my frustrations as well as celebrate triumphs? It really shouldn't be. If I was able to take long drives in the car alone with the radio blasting, it'd be just as cathartic as blogging when I'm feeling down. Alas, I have two small children so as a general rule, I have 2 car seats perfectly filled with squishy goodness. So I blog. It's like a free psychologist helping me work through my feelings (good & bad), thoughts and life.
I blogged the other day about my vacation being disappointing. And it was. I truly expected it to be something different. Live & learn right? I wrote about very specific things that had bothered me.
Now some people read a blog post and say "what a bitch for airing her dirty laundry for all the world to see, but I had no idea she/her kids/etc felt that way. I wish she had just said something. But lets make memories with those kids" Maybe that's what they say. I don't know. Maybe they just say "I won't go down like that!"
And still others, instead of realizing that they could be mature & discuss things like adults if something has angered them, take my post as my bashing them & send things like "You got alot of balls Jenn let me tell you. Its a good thing your going home today" Thank you NYC for allowing people that can't use language properly to teach our children proper English. (That was bashing. Just in case you needed to see the difference).
I guess some people just can't see passed their own noses to realize that my post the other day was a venting of frustrations and processing of thoughts. Not a post of me bashing anyone. My blog & life only revolve around 2 very small people. No one else. I have no room in my mind to worry that much about other people's lives to bash or judge them.
It is not bashing for me to put that Meredith was upset by something. She gets upset by a variety of things. She's entitled. We all are. It's not bashing for me to say that Meredith questions things. She does and I welcome it. It's not bashing a person for me to say that things upset, anger, frustrate or make me happy & ecstatic. Things do. I don't judge people for what they do or allow in their lives/families. But by the same token, I don't have to agree or like it.
Back to the memory makers because I need to stay positive. I have no room for negative people or their nonsense.
Our last day in NYC turned out to be fabulous & it has been all Meredith can possibly talk about.
We spent the day with Ema & Epa at Deno's in Coney Island. We stopped at Nathan's where I shared clams on the half shell with my mother in law and had some other Nathan's specialties. Ya know like hot dog.
Meredith went on rides, played games & lived it up while Sean took a nap. Meredith couldn't have been more excited. It was hot, but thankfully there a nice salty breeze coming off the water. I think and hope everyone else enjoyed the day as much as we did. Sean finally woke up & we enjoyed some ice cream from Denny's. What would a trip to Coney Island be without a trip to Denny's for some pistachio soft serve. Meredith changed it up and got pistachio/banana soft serve twist. Not for me, but she loved it! Even more... she loved sharing it with her g-parents. Sean had help from Ema. And thank goodness because he wasn't allowing anyone else to help him.
Daddy trying to win a prize
Epa trying to win a prize
Epa helping Meredith win Ski Ball tix
Ema helping Lady M play
Ema helping Sean eat ice cream
Yum
After ice cream, Meredith & Sean went on some rides together & then it was time for dinner with the gparents. It was an amazing day and I'm thankful we were able to spend it together.
The drive home was uneventful. THANK GOD!!! We got started on our way at 4:30am and the kids fell back to sleep for a few hours. We had packed food so that we didn't have to veer to far from the road or take to long to eat and it was a good thing we did. The kids travelled beautifully, napping, watching movies, chatting, complaining because of eventual boredom, but all in all.... the trip was great.
Of course when we finally arrived in North Carolina, it was all I could do not to bend down & kiss the ground. I opted to hug the sign instead.
I am more than a tad happy about being back home. Our house guests that were staying here took very good care of the house for us. And this whole trip has taught me that us moving here was 100% the best thing we ever could've done for our family.
Unfortunately, Sean seems to have picked up a bug from somewhere. I can't imagine where. He woke up this morning and just kind of laid around like a latke. He fell asleep on the couch right after he had woken up. Totally not like him. I ran to the store for a thermometer because of course I couldn't find ours and his temp was 102. :( My poor baby. Hopefully he feels better soon.
He started out playing "hide & seek" and fell asleep while he was hiding.
I managed to slip out & cover him so I could have a cup of coffee.
If he's not better tomorrow I'll have to decide what to do about school open house & his speech evaluation that are both scheduled for tomorrow. To bad people are so inconsiderate that they see nothing wrong with bringing & sharing germs with other people. I just hope Meredith doesn't get it.
Edited to add: Sean's temp spiked to 104 later in the afternoon & ended up at the pedi. He has a virus and should be ok soon. We have instructions to head to the ER if he's lethargic and we're unable to pep him up with a lukewarm sponge bath, he's dehydrated (no wet diaper for 6 hours), the temp is not controlled with meds or if we feel he needs to be evaluated. His pedi said that temporal thermometers are generally off by a degree. We also need to be on the lookout for febrile seizures if his temp remains high. We also need to head back to the pedi if the temp remains for more than 3 days.
