Did you ever have one of those days when moments before you actually open your eyes you get the feeling that you should just try to stay asleep? You know that nothing good can happen that day and it is best to just try to stop the day from coming? I had that feeling on Thursday (our second day at sea) but I tried to convince myself before I got up that I was on vacation and things had really gone better the day before so I should not have anything to worry about. After all we had been sailing overnight and I did not notice the bad side to side rocking very much at all the night before. In fact just laying there in bed I did not really notice much movement at all.
Of course just minutes later I started to get a funny cramping kind of sensation in my stomach. It was not the nausea that I had been experiencing for days. Nope – this was different. I thought for a second about what date it was and told myself I must be crazy. I should not be feeling bad for at least another week. However, apparently the stress I had been under the past few days made my body decide to betray me and had subsequently decided that today was the best time for me to start dealing with 48 hours of misery.

Thank goodness I had packed the essential items “just in case”….
I knew that I would not be feeling great for the next two days or so but I was going to try to make the best of it. I took a big dose of pain relievers and tried to get myself ready for the day. We decided to go up to Topsiders and eat at the breakfast buffet. DH and I had brunch reservations for 11:30 so we didn’t plan to eat much more than a little snack but we knew the kids needed something more substantial. Unfortunately DD woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something. She had been cranky the night before but that was nothing compared to what she was like this morning. Every time you asked her to do something she screamed and would throw herself down on the floor. She was doing her best to make every two year old in the world proud.
After 45 minutes or so we were all ready to go except for DD who was continuing to be difficult although all that was left was her shoes which she was refusing to let me put them on. Every time you can near her with them she would start screaming and would throw herself down kicking so you couldn’t get them on.

DS was complaining he was hungry so I told DH to go up to Topsiders with DS and eat breakfast. I would stay behind with DD and when she got over her fit and let me put her shoes on we would join them. Just in case it took longer than I thought I told DH that if we had not shown up by the time they were done eating to bring something back to the room for us.
DH and DS head off and DD screams because she wants to go too. I told her that when she decided to put on her shoes we would go eat breakfast with the boys. She thinks for a minute and decides to continue the fit so I sat down on the couch and flipped through the channels while trying to ignore her. After about 5 minutes she calms down and brings me her shoes so I put them on, load her up in the stroller and make the trek up to Deck 9 aft. When we get up there I look all over Topsiders and I can’t find them anywhere. I made several laps around looking inside and outside but there was no sign of them….surely they could not have eaten that fast.

: I decide to head back to the stateroom to see if I just missed them on the way. We trek back to the room (DD was not thrilled to have seen food and not get any) to see if they are there. We get back to the room to find our stateroom host, Maricar, at the entrance to our room, with this confused look. She told me that DH and DS had just been there with a tray of food and had gone back up to Topsiders to find us.

I didn’t feel good and at this point my nerves were starting to get the best of me. I was mad that DD had been pitching fits all morning, I was mad that DH did not listen to me, I was mad that I had been looking forward to this vacation for so long and I could not seem to catch a break….. We hike back up to Deck 9 Aft and look around and they are STILL not here!!!!

I walked around inside and outside and I could not find them. I figured we once again must have missed them.

We start to head back to the stateroom when we finally run into them out by the Mickey pool looking for us.
At this point I should have just been relieved and calmly went on with the rest of my morning but unfortunately I didn’t. Instead I proceeded to yell at my DH right there by the pool about his inability to follow simple directions. It was not my finest moment.

We head back over to Topsiders so the kids can eat. We found a table outside and the three of them ate. At this point I was not hungry and I really was just starting to feel a terrible desire to just get off the ship. A few unlucky DISers had the misfortune of running across me that morning at breakfast and I would like to publicly take this opportunity to apologize for being so rude to them. I was not in a very friendly or happy mood.
After the kids ate DS wanted to go to the Club so we dropped him off and we headed back down to the room to try to decide what to do with the rest of our morning. When we got there all DD wanted to do was to watch TV and at that point I didn’t really care what she did as long as she was not screaming. DH and I ended up discussing our trip up until this point and trying to convince ourselves it would get better. DH reminded me that in just a little while we would have brunch and it would be 2 whole hours of kid-free us time – something we had not had in a while. It sounded like heaven about that time.
About 11 DH went up to the pool area to get some pizza for DD’s early lunch. We got dressed and ready for brunch and got DD packed up and headed to Flounders to drop her off. DD was being fussy again and I have to admit I was looking forward to a bit of a break from her constant whining that morning. We go to the desk, check her in, get her little name tag on and proceed to the door that goes to the nursery. DD is started crying and clinging to me. Just as I get to the door to open it a CM stops us and tells us that DD cannot come in until she has been medically cleared because she had a runny diaper the night before. Huh?

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She explained that around 7:30 the previous evening DD has a diaper that was runny enough that their policies would not allow her to stay in the nursery until we took her to the medical center. This diaper that was too bad to check her in on Thursday morning was not bad enough to register a page when it happened to come pick her up but they kept her there for another 3 hours that night, said nothing to DH when he picked her up and confirmed her reservation for Thursday after the diaper?

: There was nothing in the computer when we checked in either just this one CM at the entrance who would not let her in. I think what really happened is that the CM did not want to deal with DD who was obviously being cranky.
They wanted us to spend $100 and take her down to the medical center then come back once they cleared her and then they would take her. Well no thanks we had brunch scheduled at 11:30 that we were now going to miss and I was not spending that money to go down and get her cleared when these were the last 2 hours of Flounders’ time we had scheduled and we would miss brunch anyway. What good was that going to do me? I have no problem with the policy and had they informed us the night before we could have made others plans like the princess event, etc.. Instead they say or do nothing until right at 11:30 when it is too late to do anything else. I was already on edge and needless to say this pushed me right over the cliff. I was extremely angry and upset and I ended up storming out crying all the way back to the stateroom.
I literally ran back to our stateroom with DD in tears. I could not believe this was happening. This was the last straw. All I wanted at that point was just to get off the ship and unfortunately we were in the middle of the Gulf at that point. DH trying talking to the CM’s at Flounders without any luck and he was back in the stateroom with me shortly after that. DD was mostly just sat there shocked and watching me and DH was at a loss as well. I was so done with this vacation at that point and I really truly wanted nothing more than for it to end.
I did end up calling Palo to let them know that we would not be able to attend because Flounders would not take DD. The CM who answered the phone was really great and asked me if we wanted to come up and get a to go box of food at no charge but at that point I didn’t want anything. They also said they would not charge us a penalty for cancelling. Palo was really great about it all.
The manager of the children’s programs, Jane, ended up calling our room shortly after and spoke to my DH and informed him of the policy. I think the CM must have called her and told her we had a problem with them not letting DD in. We explained it was not the policy that was the problem but that we should have been paged at 7:30 the night before and told there was an issue not at 11:30 the next morning when trying to check her in. If things were that bad why did they keep her an additional 3 hours the night before and then not say anything at pick-up, call to confirm the next day and not have anything about this in the computer?

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About an hour later we had a visit to our stateroom from Jane and the cruise director in charge of the children’s programs, Ian, who wanted us to know that the issue was being addressed with the staff and that we should have received a page when it happened. They had arranged for a Palo dinner for us for that evening or Friday evening if we would like after we got the necessary medical clearance for DD but we were not interested. DH had been looking forward to lobster night in the dining room (plus DS was really looking forward to trying lobster and seeing Disney Dreams) and we did not want to miss it and we did not want an 8:30 Palo dinner on Friday night. Friday night is far too crazy with packing, etc.. to be able to enjoy a leisurely dinner – at least for us. Plus honestly I was not too thrilled about the idea of letting DD go back to Flounders anyway.
I spent the rest of the day in our room either napping or feeling miserable. DD got to watch a lot of stateroom TV that day. That afternoon DH picked DS up from the club and took him up for some swim time and to watch Finding Nemo on the big screen over the pool.
Around 5:00 or so DH suggested that we get dressed for semi-formal night. I had great cute outfits all ready for the kids, plus DH had his suit and I had a dress. At that point I still didn’t really want to go anywhere. The thought of getting all dressed up and putting on pantyhose was about the least appealing thing to me in the world. Looking back it seems stupid but at the time all I really wanted to do was to just be alone. DH begged me to go so we got the kids ready but I did not get really dressed up for the evening. I felt bad for not meeting the suggested dress requirements but just getting some nice slacks and blouse on was an accomplishment.
We got to dinner and discovered that our tablemates were at Palo again that evening so it was just the four of us which was probably for the best. DD was fairly cooperative while we ate our appetizers but just about the time our entrees were served she decided she had had enough. She screamed, threw food and generally tried to make herself as unpleasant to be around as she could. I felt bad that she was bothering the others around us so I picked her up and took her back to the room. DH and DS had so looked forward to lobster night so I told them to stay at eat. Our server saw me leaving and she offered to send some food up to our food for me since she saw I had not been able to eat but I told her not to worry about it.
When I got DD back to the room she was still in a really bad mood and proceeded to continue with her fits because she wanted to go back to dinner with DH and DS. She finally settled down and said she wanted to sleep so I got her bed ready to go, changed her into her pajamas and laid her down. She then proceeded to pitch a fit about me asking her to lay down and go to sleep.

DH was back after about 30 minutes after he dropped DS off at the Club. A few minutes later we had a knock at the door and our server had sent up a lobster and a chocolate lava cake for me. I know they were trying to be nice but that just made me feel worse and in the end the entire meal ended up just sitting there and going to waste because I didn’t feel like eating.
DD finally did settle down and go to sleep so I told DH to go ahead and go see Disney Dreams with DS and I would stay behind and just go to bed. They left to go see the show and the next thing I remember is them coming back from the show and getting ready for bed. I was so exhausted physically and mentally. I started mentally counting down the hours until we could get off the ship. We had CC to look forward to on Friday but for me it was just something I needed to survive.