I think the countdown officially begins after the babymoon is over. Is that correct? We still have another little vacation planned in a few weeks, so maybe we can start the countdown after that weekend? I don’t know who’s trying to prolong the countdown more, me or Jack? Me, because I have to figure out how to raise a human being soon or Jack, the person having a 7-pound bowling ball ripped out of her guts? Ouch! Toss up.
Just in case you don’t know what a babymoon is (guys), Wikipedia describes it as a vacation taken by a couple that is expecting a baby in order to allow the couple to enjoy a final trip together before the many sleepless nights that usually accompany a newborn baby. To sum it up: it’s basically your last vacation for 20 years. Going to Disneyworld and renting a beach house in the summer are not vacations. If you’re being buried in the sand, standing in 2-hour lines to ride Dumbo for 90 seconds or playing the Alphabet game in a mini-van, you are not on vacation. You are at the opposite end of the vacation spectrum. You are actually in the depths of H-E-double hockey sticks.
Our babymoon consisted of 6 days and 6 nights. We spent the 1st part at Lake Winnipesaukee and the 2nd part in Stowe, VT. Two of our good friends joined us at the lake and we joined Jack’s parents in Stowe. I know what you’re thinking: why would you spend your babymoon with your in-laws? This is a very, very good question. I will get back to you when an answer comes to me.
We stayed 2 nights at The Inns and Spa at Mills Falls in Meredith Bay. The hotel is amazing! We knew a few friends that have stayed here in the past and had nothing but great things to say. We drove by it last summer when we spent the weekend at the lake with Tula (dozens of negative memories just rushed through my brain in a matter of seconds, I think I actually just had a seizure). We tried to get a pet-friendly room at Mill Falls that weekend, but they were booked. That’s OK. The room we stayed in was fine, except for the fact that we had to buy sleeping bags at Walmart because we refused to sleep in the bed. I know I’ve thanked you numerous times in the past, but thank you Tula for joining us on such an amazing weekend!
(Jack attempted to take a bubble bath in the Jacuzzi)
(Bubble bath – 1, Jacky – 0)
Anyway, this trip to the lake was about 10,000 times better than the last (A – no Tula. B – sleeping bag free). Since this was our last vacation until the kid goes to college/Army/jail, I figured we mine as well live it up a little. I booked us the best room Mill Falls had to offer, the Gunstock Suite. It did not disappoint! The room was bigger than our condo! There was a separate living room, fireplace, flat screen above the fireplace, a nice deck overlooking the lake (and Gunstock of course), a Jacuzzi tub and a gigantic bed (Jack needed to step on a stool to get into it).
Our friends got a room across the street and basically just unpacked their stuff in ours. We ate, drank, took naps, watched March Madness, went swimming and took advantage of the hotel’s spa. I ran on the treadmill while everyone got massages (Jack got a prenatal massage and a facial for her babymoon spa day) and afterward my buddy and I sat in the steam room while we waited for the girls. I must admit, it was quite relaxing. They tried their hardest to talk me into a massage, but it wasn’t happening. I would rather run 6 miles than get a massage. Is that wrong? Plus, the gym overlooked the indoor pool/Jacuzzi where a 15-girl bachelorette party was spending their afternoon. To quote Charlie Sheen……..’winning!’
We had a great dinner that night at the restaurant in the hotel. The night continued in the Gunstock suite where the girls tried to get us to play games. I hate games. I was having an enjoyable night, which was about to get much better with March Madness on TV, Whipped Cream vodka in my glass and a giant container of chocolate chip bread pudding with vanilla ice cream in front of me. Why would I want to ruin this with a stupid game?
The girls eventually talked us into it and we played. We fought. The game ended quickly. The guys went back to drinking and basketball and the girls yelled at us for awhile. Just like every other time we play games! Maybe they’ll figure it out soon. Hopefully.
The next morning, we said goodbye to our last ‘kid-free’ hotel room, joined our friends for waffles and omelets and headed to the 2nd destination of our babymoon………the Trapp Family Lodge.
True story.
To be continued……………
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