No More Family Vacations

I haven't talked this through with Rob yet, but after this trip, I am pretty sure I never want to take a vacation with Sawyer again. He was a great traveler in the car on the way (fingers crossed for the way back) and adapts easily to new situations. He just jumps right into playing and laughing and making himself at home.

Except at night. Which makes for looong nights. Part of this may be due to his bottom teeth, which have been coming in this week, but I have to say it's much harder to deal with sleep issues when you're sharing a room with the little one. His sleep issues now become my issues. I don't remember feeling this bad mentally and emotionally for a long time, and it reminds me of why I've had a hard time on every trip we've taken with Sawyer, now that I think back. I never get good sleep, and it makes me cranky and impatient with him in a way that I never am otherwise. Ugh.

Also, his eating has been horrible. It's like being in this new place puts him on speed, so he doesn't want to sit in a chair to eat. We've almost given up trying, because as soon as we get him in the chair and hook on the tray, he's ready to get out and starts just messing with his food if you don't let him. So he kind of grazes throughout the day, but he wants to throw meals by the wayside. Often he'll start eating and then just chew it up and spit it out and then run on to play. It's hard to know what to do with this.

I just keep clicking my mental heels together thinking, Soon I'll be home, Soon I'll be home, Soon I'll be home. If I weren't having such a great time visiting the fam and friends during the waking hours, I'd definitely have left a few days early to get back to Rob and our own home.