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I used to be a world-travelling fool. I took great pride that not only could I pack myself and my husband in one hour to be ready to board a flight to wherever... I could (and did) pack my baby and take him with me. He was only seven months old the first time we took him to the Carribean. He's since been to Disney, other beaches in Florida (including Key West), Washington D.C. to upstate New York to Seattle, Washington. Our son is a great little traveler.
Instead of a traditional ceremony, we took a two week cruise on the Mediterranean. It was my second time to Europe; but, it was the first to these particular countries. When I was largely pregnant, we flew to Hawaii. The flight attendants were not very nice about my cumbersome frame lumbering up and down the aisles, but it was worth it to see the beached turtles. I felt a kindred spirit to those mama turtles.
When our son was only eight months old, we left him with his grandparents and flew to Bali, Indonesia. Come on... I know you would do the same. It was BALI! A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Of course, red sox yankee spring training tickets my son was well cared for and doesn't remember us being gone that short two weeks and the trip was worth it.
However, something in me has shifted and I'm just not quite sure what it is. I have absolutely no inclination to travel. Weird. Seriously weird. We cancelled our NYC trip a second red sox yankee spring training tickets year in a row... (our poor kid wants to go into the city so badly)... I can't seem to muster the energy to think about traveling anywhere. This is completely out of character. I once wanted to travel the world... I entertained ideas of working at Club Med resorts.... I actually had a Peace Corp application on my desk my senior year of college...
Now I feel completely wrung dry and without ambition and almost... red sox yankee spring training tickets dare I say it? Scared. Whaa? This from a woman who flew into Istanbul, Turkey in the middle of the night with machine gun armed Turkish police and their dogs and didn't even bat an eyelash. red sox yankee spring training tickets I've climbed waterfalls in Jamaica, mountains in Colorado, snorkeled all over the Carribean... red sox yankee spring training tickets flown on a moment's notice... up for any adventure.
It's just... I don't feel like going anywhere. I even took time to pull up pictures from the resort in Bali and it didn't cause my heart to leap like the idea travel used to. Perhaps it's because that trip was the vacation I realized... red sox yankee spring training tickets there are no more vacations.
Meaning... I don't know a single parent who goes on vacation from his/her kid without worrying. red sox yankee spring training tickets Now, just because you can't completely un-plug EVER ANY MORE for the rest of your kid's life... (ha) doesn't mean I shouldn't go on vacation with my husband. I should! But, we haven't. And I SHOULD take my kid to Europe and all over the country... we have taken him places... we have!
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