Monday, May 14, 2012
Months of planning (read that as worrying) and myself, 3 kids, hubbie traveled to Georgia for my niece's wedding. An adventure. Some hiccups, frustration, an unexpected swim, lots of family time for the 5 of us together, and interacting with my Mom and most of my brothers and sisters. Great to see everybody, felt less sibling pressure than I'd feared, mostly b/c my kids were a great distraction as ever. Plenty of food, and chose pretty well. I didn't obsess over everything I ate, just tried for balance with chicken, veggies, fruit. The "kids (47-60 years old now)" took my 84 year old Mom out to the beach to put her feet in the water. Between her walker, her wheel chair, and plenty of arms to cling to she made it, and her ass didn't land in the sand (life is good today). What a moment. I love the beach, as do most of my sibs. I have a few memories of the beach with my parents on vacation. Mom said she hasn't been on a beach in 25 years. An almost as momentous moment: we were ready on time for the wedding, without any major blow ups or melt downs. We took a water taxi to the site, a very wet ride across salt water. Saw dolphins, kids liked it almost as much as I did. Wedding was beautiful, touching and funny as the sun set. Lots of talking with my brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews. My 8 year old daughter was playing near a dock, and somehow fell in the water. I didn't see it happen, and her story has shifted a couple of times. It certainly was an accident. Good: she got herself back out. Bad: she cut up her feet, hands, gashed her shin climbing rocks to get back out. Also: the groom went in after her, as did the captain of the water taxi. They didn't see her climb out, so it was a few minutes until they realized she'd rescued herself and run to Mom. She said she" got out and didn't look back. It was dark, scary and the water was cold." Bandaids, neosporin, plenty of cuddling, a few hundred, "you got yourself out, that's great" reinforcements. Sunday, we started with 20 people at brunch (just my family), then went to a sea turtle rescue facility before starting the treck back home. The pressure release blowup b/t my kids occurred after all flights were safely landed, which I'll tally in the success column.
Monday, heading back into routine with healthy food, plenty of exercise and water. Life is good today.