Gabby's first vacation started out in a monsoon! We had to drive about 20 or 30 mph half the way to our condo in Galveston. Gabby could feel the tension and stopped crying once the weather got really scary. Then Michael scooped Gabby out of the car and ran into the condominium. I was in flip flops, so I cautiously walked into the condo. Then Michael ran to the car and got Gabby's bag. The weather was so bad that Gabby actually slept in the bed with us because we never went back out to the car until the next morning. Our Saturday was drizzly so we stayed indoors most of the day. We played putt putt and introduced Gabby to the beach. Sunday, we had a busy day. We went to Ashton Villa (where Michael and I got married) and Gabby took a picture on the staircase with Daddy. Then we went to the beach where Daddy stuck Gabby's feet in the water which incidentally made her cry when waves hit her. So we went to the 1 foot pool and our condo. Michael was holding her and we were debating whether the water was too cold to stick her feet in. When Dennis the Menace ran and jumped into the baby pool, all the while watching to see Gabby's reaction. Gabby cried when she was hit with the cold water, Michael was annoyed by the intentional splashing, so we left without our little angel's feet even touching chlorinated water. We had a fun and relaxing mini vacation. Hopefully Gabby will enjoy her next vacation much more!
Everyone knows that being a parent is full of sacrifices and some are more difficult than others. So far being a Mom I have "sacrificed" my skin thanks to stretch marks, my youthfulness, thanks to the worries that cause the new wrinkles I notice weekly, my pretty legs thanks to the varicose veins I received during pregnancy that never went away, the comfort of sitting thanks to the back pain I have had ever since pregnancy, a good night’s sleep, and the list goes on... However, none of these things truly feel like a sacrifice (although I do miss sleep and my non-damaged body) they are just part of being a mommy and I wouldn't trade parenthood for anything! Today, however, a very difficult sacrifice was made, although I know it was the only choice. Ranger, the dog Michael and I had for 7 ½ years, was given to a new home today. He bit Gabby on her head when she was about 9 months old and then about a week ago he nipped at her and unfortunately that was the last straw. M...
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