We headed a few hours east to the NC coast last week with my parents, my brother, and my sister & her family. This was Macey's first trip to the beach and Camden's third trip. Camden is at a great age for the beach now-- he loved the ocean and would spend a few hours outside each day. It was surprising how well he did in the water actually, not even caring when waves crashed over his head and splashed water onto his face. His newfound bravery in the water was both awesome and nerve-racking to see. Besides the ocean, the highlight of the trip for Camden was that he got to spend an entire week living in the same house as his 3 cousins. It was a little bittersweet for me to witness how little he needed (wanted?) me during this trip; he was much too busy following Jacob, Alex, and Will around the house. My little guy is growing up. The only negative related to Camden during the trip was that he decided to jump headlong into a poop withholding regression on our second night there. I don't know if it was the change in his routine and scenery or what, but it was like we were back in the throes of our worst withholding days, complete with screaming bloody murder on the potty. I'm praying that we're past that now that we're back in the comfort of our home and he has some normalcy again. Fingers crossed.
My easygoing Macey had no problems adjusting to her new surroundings at the beach. A little extrovert at heart, she enjoyed waving to and smiling at all of the extra faces in the house. Her first outing on the beach was a success. After she ate two fistfuls of sand, I realized that if I just stuck her paci in her mouth, the sand became much less tempting to her. She crawled everywhere at turbo speed and often made a beeline straight for the ocean. Then, on Wednesday afternoon as we were getting ready for lunch, I laid Macey down on the floor to change her diaper. As I pulled off her wet diaper, Camden tripped and fell-- right onto Macey's head. Macey was lying on a rug covering the hard floor when this happened, but the rug was made out of some very brittle material-- it was almost like it was supposed to be an outdoor rug. Anyway, when Camden landed on her head, Macey's cheek and side of her face were smashed against this uncomfortable rug. They both cried pretty hard when it happened, but I figured it was out of being startled more than anything else. However, when Macey still hadn't calmed down about 10 minutes later and cried harder any time I tried to set her down, I knew something was wrong. Macey is super laid back, remember? And she was being anything but easygoing-- she was clinging to my chest as tightly as she could, laying her head on my shoulder, and whimpering. I also noticed that she was squinting her right eye quite a bit. After much deliberation, my mom and I decided that we'd better take her to an urgent care to be on the safe side. Fast forward an hour of torturous eye numbing and eye staining later, and we learned that Macey had suffered a corneal abrasion during her accident with Camden. My poor little girl had a decent sized cut across her eyeball. Couple her eye injury with a fever she developed later that day (I'm still unsure if the two were somehow related?) and she was a pretty uncomfortable girl. Thanks to some Motrin, eye drops, and sleep, she rebounded quickly and was back in good spirits the next morning. That's my Macey-- taking everything in stride.
Now, time for some pictures, but first I have to give credit where credit is due. Despite my ridiculously meticulous Type A "What to pack for the beach" list, I still somehow managed to forget my camera. A huge thank you to my sister for taking the time to capture memories for my family too. It would've been a shame to have this trip go undocumented. Thanks, Lauren!
Cousins in tie dye.
This picture is actually courtesy of my father-in-law, who (along with my MIL) visited us at the beach for the day on the 4th of July.
My sweet kids.
Baby in a bucket.
A little happy to be on the beach.
Watching fireworks on the beach.
In love with the ocean.
Making a beeline for the water, as per usual.
Happy Fourth!
The BFFs.
I just love them.
And a couple of my iPhone (aka: much less fancy) pics:
Hammock date with my little man.
Self portrait.
Macey enjoying a Fourth of July cupcake.
And just because my little bro rarely makes an appearance on my blog or Facebook or anywhere on the internet for that matter.
2 comments:
Looks like you had a blast and that one of you and the kids on the beach is awesome- you look great! Did you go to obx or topsail?
Thanks, Amy! We've actually gone to Kure the past 2 summers-- a lot more for the kids to do there.
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