Okay, it was only a 2 day/one night trip, but we still managed to squeak in a family vacation back to Erie, PA. The two hour car ride was about all this 32 week pregnant mom could comfortably tolerate.
We arrived on Sunday (Father's Day)about noon to cloudy skies (we drove through some rain) and harsh winds. We unloaded the kids and trudged to Beach 7 on Presque Isle State Park with all of the toys and blankets. The wind was so strong, it was blowing sand everywhere, including our faces. We packed everything back up five minutes later and had our picnic lunch in the minivan. We couldn't even crack the windows because we timed our trip with the hatching of thousands of these strange flying bugs (Tom thinks they are may flies?) that swarmed our car.
By the time the kids had finished eating, more sun had appeared and the winds seemed calmer, so we shifted gears and headed to the bay to try some fishing. After an unsuccessful hour, we headed to our hotel, got an early check-in, and hit the hotel pool for 45 minutes before dinner at Smugglers.
Tommy was perfectly content playing with the pliers while Tom and Patrick actually did the fishing. When he did get the chance to hold Tom's pool, he tangled up the line in about 15 seconds and Tom had to start from scratch.
This year we stayed in the Sheraton Bay Front, which was beautiful and fairly new. The downside was it had no suites, so we all shared two queen beds in one room. I got Tommy, and it was not a good night. The kid kept steamrolling me. The next morning, as I was wrapping up our room service breakfast, Tommy took the opportunity to somehow open the heavy door and exited the room all by himself . I heard the click as the door shut behind him and got to him just as he was about to hit the elevator's down button. He is literally draining all the life from me lately, but more on that later.
One exhausted two-year-old after a day on the go. Brown Bear, Brown Bear is far and away his favorite book right now.
The next morning, Monday, we woke up to sunshine and 73 degree temps. We spent three hours at Beach 7 again, playing in the sand and flying our new kite. When we arrived about 8:30, we had the entire beach to ourselves. About 30 minutes later, a women came with her two granddaughters and (despite there being an ENTIRE empty beach) put her blanket down just fifteen feet from ours. Tom and just stared at each other in disbelief.
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| I was 32 weeks at the time of the trip and feeling pretty good. It really has been an easy pregnancy and I am hoping the next 5 weeks are just as smooth. |
My fearless, crazy one was actually scared to even put a toe in the water. It was fairly cold, and he was just as happy to dig and have daddy fetch bucket after bucket of water.
Our playground for the first hour until other families started to arrive.
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| It is hard to imagine that I am going to get even bigger. Last week I weighed in at around 182 at my check-up which is right about where I was with Tommy at the same time frame. My C-section has officially been scheduled for the end of July- yippee! |

Could it be? A picture of both boys looking and mostly smiling? A Father's Day vacation miracle for sure. We headed back to Pittsburgh around 2:00, but not before the boys tried their hand at fishing one more time. Sadly, no fish this trip, but two happy boys who slept the whole way home had a blast.