Vacation with a Baby . . . truly vacation???

Jeff and I have always liked to travel. We hoped that Wyatt would enjoy traveling as much as we do so we decided to take him along on  Jeff's business trip to Cape Cod.  We decided to drive through the night in hopes to not upset Wyatt's schedule (I like to pretend I'm one of those moms that has a schedule). We left the house around midnight Monday night with the car completely filled with baby stuff .  Well, we aren't as young as we used to be because we only made it 4 hours before we had to pull over and nap. The rest of the trip consisted of driving a bit, pulling over and sleeping and then driving a bit more. I guess we didn't realize how sleep deprived you are as new parents. We finally got there around 9 on Tuesday morning and luckily were able to check in early.

We spent the morning swimming in the indoor pool and Mr. Wyatt man loved it!

Jeff had to work each day so Wyatt and I spent the day swimming, playing in the hotel room or taking walks along the beautiful sea shore.

 

I think it would have been a little easier if he were just a couple months older because we wouldn't have needed as much stuff.  He just started sitting up yesterday but wasn't able to sit independently on the trip. I do highly recommend this cheap playmat from Ikea for travleing. It comes with a zip up case for easy traveling doubled as the perfect suitcase for all his toys. 

Going out to eat each night with a 5 month old was a little tough but we managed. I even found a restaurant on the Cape that had gluten free fried food. It was UH mazing!!

Wyatt loved visiting Daddy at work. He even wore his "future ranger" onesie to the National Park Service office 

We spent our last day there riding the ferry to Martha's Vineyard to visit long time friends of ours. David and Ellen Berube welcomed us into their home and gave us a lovely tour of the island (good thing because it was snowing when we got off the boat). I'm glad that our tour guides didn't mind the fussy baby in the backseat. Apparently Mister Wyatt man preferred the walking tour of Martha's Vineyard instead of the driving tour. Too bad for him it was 34 degrees outside. 

Watching the boats from the ferry

David and Ellen took us to lunch at The Black Dog (one of my favorite places for obvious reasons)

Snugging with his Daddy on the ferry ride back. 

We left on Saturday night, stopped and had dinner with my cousin Abby in RI and then ventured home. Poor Jeff drove most of the way and pulled over around 1 am when he couldn't drive anymore. I woke up and decided that I was determined to help him and drive the last 2 hours home. I made it 20 minutes before my eyes started closing and I too had to pull over. We both slept for another half hour and woke up to find the car battery dead. I guess I had left the keys in the ignition or something like that :/. Mister Wyatt man woke up and thought that  3 am was now his 7 am. It was a long 2 hours home and a long Sunday . . . Thank goodness we lost an hour for day light savings because I don't think I could have lasted another hour that night.

Vacation with a baby didn't always feel like a vacation. When we got home I felt like I needed a vacation just so I could sleep but I wouldn't have it any other way. A page has turned in this book called life and I'm loving the new words on this page.