Before I go any further, can I just tell you how much I dislike the word babymoon? It makes me cringe every time I see or hear it. I’m not sure why, but it’s just one of my pet peeves. Hence forth this trip shall be known as the last vacation before the baby. It’s a bit of a mouthful, but it makes my eye stop twitching.
On Saturday morning we’re leaving on a jet plane and flying from our home in Southern California to the Big Apple for a week! We are extremely fortunate that my brother-in-law lives in New York and has an extra studio apartment there, so this trip is largely possible because of his generosity and by some left over credit card points. Though we’ve been doing some careful budgeting, we decided to splurge once.
And we’re willing to make the budget stretch because it’s our very last opportunity before the baby arrives.
My husband gets 4 weeks of vacation a year, 2 weeks to be used from July to December (1 week in a month unless he asks for permission WAY in advance) and 2 weeks from January to June. This year his vacation months were August, December and he was able to switch things around after we found out about the baby so that he gets May and June for the second half. I am in a full- ime 5 day a week clinical affiliation from January 3rd to April 20th (more about that another time), so this isn’t just our last vacation before the baby, it’s our last chunk of time longer than 2 days together before the baby.
So we’re taking a trip.
I imagine this trip will be a lot different than our past vacations where we crammed everything we could into a few days. I envision quite a bit more sleep than past trips and unapologetically so. I envision a lot more bathroom breaks and rest stops throughout the days and probably more sitting than we would normally do in New York.
I’m not exactly sure how to solve the winter coat issue, which is mainly that it will not button over my belly, but I’m also not willing to buy a new coat for a week when it will not get worn again in my sunny hometown. I think we’ll be doing a lot of scarf coverings and creative layering.
But more than anything, I imagine this trip will be different because it is one of the “lasts.” It’s our last trip as a couple. Our last trip as a family of 2. And this is our last holiday season as a family of two. I have always been a sentimental person, but I’m finding that it’s even more so now. It’s not that I am not mourning the end of our family of two, I just want to remember this time. I want to remember who we were before we were parents because I think that there is so much change ahead that it’s nice to savor the calm before the storm.
Did you go on a
babymoon last vacation before the baby arrived?