And we’re back! All that planning and packing, and our first little family vacation was over in the blink of an eye. Such sweet memories were made on the gulf coast of Florida last week, and we wanted to share a little about our trip.
It was the first time in our nearly 9 months of being parents that we truly rested from all the chaos of full-time work, having a baby, renovating our house, and all the other responsibilities and roles we (joyfully!) participate in on a regular basis at home. While we love our daily life, it was such a breath of fresh air – literally – to get away together for a week and soak up all the sunshine and warmth and rest that we could. When we put Amos down for his first nap on day one of vacation, I looked at Brad in disbelief – we had two hours to ourselves with absolutely no responsibilities! No dishes or laundry, no emails or design deadlines, no packaging or errands – just some sweet, sweet down time. We had a stack of books and magazines to work through, a steady supply of adult beverages, and a patio for afternoon chats that were long overdue. It was bliss.
Each morning we went for long walks admiring birds and gators (from afar), hit the tennis courts, caught up on reading while Amos snoozed, made lunch together, then headed to the beach or pool in the heat of the day. Setting up camp at the beach was so fun – an umbrella, large sheet, and a few toys kept Amos happy while we kicked back and chilled out in the sun, drinks and books in hand. It was truly the most relaxed I’ve been in years.
There are few things more delightful than watching your child discover and enjoy new things. Although the ocean was still chilly, he couldn’t get enough of the surf coming in and rushing over his chubby little legs. The seagulls were thrilling, the sand a new sensation – it was like discovering the magic of the beach all over again through his eyes. And I couldn’t get enough of his pale chunky beach bod in that little nautical swim romper!
Brad and I have never been good at resting, particularly since starting a business. We may have been the only two people in the history of the world who didn’t love our all-inclusive Mexican resort honeymoon. We had fun, but we just got… a little bored! Too much monotonous laying around, not enough adventure or activity. So on this trip we wanted to be intentional about getting out and breaking up the days a little. We snuck in some shopping, an early outdoor brunch, and exploring a new restaurant each night. We wandered around the campus of Ringling College of Art & Design, where I almost attended art school when we were newlyweds and still figuring out where our life was headed. So fun to explore the school and admire all the talent there, imagining what life would have been like had we chosen such a different path years ago.
But after a week of rest – of afternoon gin & tonics, fiction novels, late-night movies, hilarious tennis matches, floating in the pool, and lounging in the sand – we were ready to come home. Paradise is only paradise for so long, and we were actually yearning to see our hound dog and sleep in our own bed and get back to our work, which we really do love. Adventure is great, but as Margaret Sangster said, “There’s nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.”