Last Saturday we traveled to Mexico from Chicago and while we had a couple too many exciting adventures, the trip was, overall, quite good. It was a very different kind of vacation than I am used to, though I have, of course, never traveled with a 6.5 month old. Dealing with naps, sunscreen, nursing, solids, and bedtimes in addition to 10 other people’s schedules was much different than only worrying about how much time I have in the sun or how many books I’ll devour by the pool.
I didn’t come home with much of a tan, but did have a chance to relax by the pool (under a palapa) for a few hours most days. Having extra sets of hands to help was also nice, but it certainly didn’t relieve me and J of our parental duties, especially because we are pretty diligent with our naps, feeding, and bedtime schedules.