Remember how I asked you guys for vacation ideas? Well, I was listening. About a week after getting so many amazing suggestions from y’all, I cancelled the trip that I’d planned (to the same spot in Mexico we’d gone to in October) and decided we were heading someplace new.
And it was such an awesome trip. Costa Rica has been on our list of places we’d like to visit since around our honeymoon, but somehow we never made it there, even though it’s less than three hours from Houston. But as I was thinking about where we liked to go, a few of you chimed in about it, and I decided that this was our chance.
One thing I really love about Houston is that it’s amazingly easy to travel from here as a home base. In about three hours, I can be in Manhattan, Los Angeles, or sitting on a beach in Mexico. It’s sort of a pipe dream because spending even a few days away from Bear is hard, but I also try to remind myself that someday soon, he can come with us. He’s too little to appreciate it now, but one of my biggest dreams for him is to have him experience different cultures around the world, and I can’t wait to get started.
I have a few more pictures (all from my iPhone, which is a story of its own) that I’ll share later this week, but for now let me say: Happy Monday!
So, in October, Chad and I took off for a few days (solo!) in Mexico, leaving Bear with three grandparents to take care of him. I was so nervous before the trip — I almost canceled it completely a week before we left, because I couldn’t handle the thought of leaving our baby, even for a few days — but it ended up being such a wonderful experience.
As Bear approaches the one-year mark, a lot has changed. Our life feels and looks completely different from the way it was before he arrived, but at this point… we’ve adjusted. We’re used to the 6 a.m. wake-ups and never leaving the house without an extra onesie and a bottle. Sure, there are Saturday mornings when I’d cut off my left arm to be able to sleep till noon, but for the most part, at this point, we’re pretty much in the driver’s seat.
And then, a few weeks ago, I came up with the idea: right after Bear’s first birthday party, when the grandparents will all be in town… maybe we could take another trip.
I floated the idea to Chad, who thought it was a great one, and my mom said she could clear her schedule to stay a few extra days.
So, now, the question is: where do we go?
In October, we went to Punta Mita, which is a resort town in Mexico right outside of Puerto Vallarta. It was 1) easy to get to, a 2.5 hour plane ride, which is key, and 2) absolutely gorgeous, as you can see from the video above. I’ve thought about other destinations, but I don’t want to spend whole days traveling for a quick trip. I’d like somewhere luxe but I also love to get a good deal, so I’m debating just going back to a place we’ve liked before.
But I would love any recommendations! Particularly places that are warm, beachy, and easy to get to from Texas! Anybody have any gems that might be off my radar?
In case you missed it last week on Instagram, Chad and I took a much-needed vacation in paradise for a few days.
A few months ago, when I was waking up with Bear four or five times every night, Chad said to me: “This fall, let’s plan a trip to Mexico.”
And ever since then, all I could think was: Ok, at some point, months from now, I will get four uninterrupted nights of sleep.
Forget the beach. Forget the tan. Forget the lavish dinners and desserts.
You know what was the best part?
It was glorious.
And I took advantage of every second: I was so lazy on this trip, I didn’t even read a book. We watched the waves and ate everything in sight and went to sleep at literally nine p.m. on the dot every night.
And it was one of the best vacations I’ve ever had.
It’s been six months since baby Bear was born, and it was so hard to leave him. Truthfully, about a week before we were scheduled to leave, I almost called the whole thing off — I worried that it would be too hard for my mom to take care of him, that he’d be miserable, or that I’d miss some formative moment while we were gone.
And, you know what? None of that happened. Sure, he was a lot of work, but he also has four wonderful grandparents who did an amazing job with him (we’re very lucky for that, I know). He wasn’t miserable — in fact, my mom sent me photos and videos of him laughing almost every day. I video-chatted with him so I could see his little face. We’re home now and settling back into our routine, with a hiccup here and there… but mostly just fine.
And mom is a little tan, a little rested, and a little better at weathering some of the many challenges the next six months will bring.