It's been a while since I last wrote and it is only due to the craziness that our life has been in the past two weeks. A few weeks ago Rob was asked to go to Ontario for an employee party for his new job. He had to go for a week, and if I decided to attend they would also pay for my plane ticket. So, being faced wit the decision to either stay home by myself with the two kiddos for the first time, or join him with the kids on the trip and meanwhile do some house hunting before our move, I decided I was still not confident enough to stay on my own with the kids. So we got all of us a plane ticket (luckily Emi still doesn't pay for a ticket because he is under 2, so we only needed to pay for Paulo's) and off we went to Ontario. We also took Nana, since she will possibly be moving with us and we thought it might be good for her to see the city and some houses with us, plus she could babysit for a couple of hours while we attended the company party.
Well, in retrospect I feel like a real idiot for dragging my whole family across the country just because I "wasn't ready" to take care of the kids on my own for a week. Man, was that an exhausting trip. I can honestly say that now, at barely 3 days after our arrival, I am just beginning to feel rested.
We were very lucky that once the grandparents left, Paulo was back to his usual self and has since been behaving very well, like he used to. But I can't begin to explain how exhausting it is to travel with two kids and a grandma. To start with, Emi was only 3 weeks old when we flew to Ontario. So that meant I was carrying him the whole time in the sling, and although he weighs close to nothing compared to Paulo and he pretty much slept the whole way there, it is so not fun to change diapers in the tiny airplane bathroom, or to have a screaming, hungry baby while you are standing in the line for security. As if that weren't enough, add to that the whole 2-year-old factor. THAT is what I call challenging. We had to work around Paulo's nap times and get him to fall asleep in a crowded airplane full of people and noise. And the cherry on top, the 85 year-old grandma, plus tons of lugagge (and car seats), plus it is Winter, and having to load up a van in -20C weather while carrying a newborn is not fun at all, if not just plain impossible (thanks to my lovely husband who had to bust his butt doing this while I just watched from indoors with the kids).
Despite all this and in trying to see the silver lining, I did get to see a bit of the city and Rob was able to do some house hunting and found the perfect house -- which we later found out we could not rent because the owners wanted to try and sell it first... bummer.
Finally, on our way back, our 6 a.m. flight got cancelled, so you can imagine the ordeal of staying at the airport another 3 hours trying to sort out our trip back, and then getting into a cab again back to a hotel, and then try again the same thing the next day... fun times people, fun times...
Now our trip to visit my family in Mexico is coming up in a couple of weeks and I can't really say that I am excited about getting on a plane again just yet. Not to event mention doing it all again in April when we are moving for real and we are carrying 3 times as much crap with us...we'll see how that goes.
For now, I'll just enjoy my peaceful little life at home with my 3 boys. One of which, by the way, has turned 1 month already (!!!). And here some pictures:
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| Emi- 4 weeks old |
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| Emi's tiny feet |
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| Emi and his big brother Paulo |
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