Return to Normal

We returned a few days ago from a week of free food, beautiful ocean, tropical scenery, sleeping in, lots of laughing, and time to relax. We had a great time, it was a wonderful experience. I missed my boy's hugs, and loved seeing their excited faces when we walked through the door.
The week on board the cruise ship was an exciting experience, that was a first time experience for Brody, Cooper and I. It felt like I was inside a casino, or fancy hotel, until I looked out the window occasionally to the vast ocean. We walked out on the deck at night to see the moon on the water, and experience the strange stillness of the night in the middle of the sea.
The day we spent in Jamaica was memorable, and fantastic. With Cooper strapped to me, by a sling we rode in a shuttle down to the beach. We recieved a lot of "ya mans", and "do you smoke?" (yes even to me holding a baby). I couldn't resist swimming in the ocean, and dipping Cooper's feet in. We took pictures with a rooster crowing Jamaican who adorned each of our heads with bright red flowers. We shopped at a street mart, searching for something memorable to bring back our boys, and were "encouraged" feverishly by each person to visit their shop, and to buy their things. As we ended the day, we were greeted with a warm tropical rain, where we stood under a tarp as the shops around us gathered their things quickly out of the rain, and pushed the pooling water out with the back of a broom. The drive back our extravagant cruise ship was beautiful, with the ocean on one side and a dense grouping of tropical trees and green.


As our ship headed home, we enjoyed the music, the relaxation, our new friends and old friends, and spending time alone with our last baby.

The trip was memorable, and wonderful, and I am happy to be home in my normal once again.