Wonders10
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Hope no one is offended by my title. You all know the saying, right? You make plans and then God laughs and throws a bunch of things your way that sort of alter your plans. Well that is sort of how I felt on this trip. God laughed. A lot. But I laughed a lot too so it all works
now, onto the report!
To quickly recap:
Who: Me (Shannon) and my mom
When March 26-30
Where Beach Club (although my mom thought we were staying at POFQ, our originally booked resort)
Why Spring Break!
Me:
Mom:
To learn more about me and our planning news leading up to this trip, read my pre-trip report:
http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=2640962
Saturday March 26
I had my alarm set for 6:45. Im pretty sure it went off. And Im pretty sure I remember turning it off. But all I really remember is rolling over and seeing the clock say 7:14. oops. Good thing, my bedroom clock is set 10 minutes faster than reality so it was only a little after 7. I was still good on time but lost a few extra relax minutes. I started my normal morning routine take out Winston, feed him, brush teeth, shower, etc. I packed up all those last minute toiletries and loaded my things into the car. I was eating a bowl of cereal in the kitchen when I got the text. The text that would put a very teeny tiny miniscule shadow over my entire trip.
A good friend of mine (okay, I guess its odd to call her a good friend of mine considering the situation Im about to share, but we were extremely close in college and have remained in touch somewhat since then. I have no doubt that we would pick right up where we left off if we were together in person. She is married and lives in Chicago, fyi.). Anyway, I get a text from her that she and her husband had a baby girl the night before. Their first child. The first thing is I didnt know she was pregnant (but honestly, thats not the shadow). I was and am truly and sincerely happy for her and her DH. She was literally born to be a mother and could not come from a nicer family. Plus she has been married for 2 years now and to be honest, I am a little surprised they waited this long to start having kids. She is the youngest of 6 and always said she wanted lots of her own children. Anyway, as I have mentioned in my intro and perhaps in passing, I am 30 years old. I will be 31 in May. I am also single and have been for awhile. I love my independence. I love my Winston. I love my little apartment (hopefully house soon). I have a Masters degree and a great job (and will have another great job come June). I am healthy. I dont have to worry about where my next meal is coming from. Or how Im going to pay my rent and bills this month (not that Im rich, but you know ) I am truly blessed and fortunate I have a lot more than many people in the world.
Thats what my brain says. My heart says Im a single woman in my early 30s who wants a baby and has no prospects in sight for a husband (and eventual father to my children). And, while my brain tells me that its ok, times are different, I have plenty of time to start a family, my heart aches to find that person I will grow old with, will have a family with, will go on vacations with, will celebrate holidays with, will bicker with, will cook dinner for, etc.
So while I was jumping for joy on the outside that my friend became a mommy, on the inside, all I saw was another one of my friends starting a family. Another reminder that Im the same age as them and have none of what they do.
So, Im not going to lie, my mood dampened a bit. But I tried to talk myself out of it and did a pretty good job. Shortly thereafter, my mom arrived (Winston was SOOOO happy to see his grandma) and I didnt have time to feel sorry for myself. After a quick visit and bathroom break, the 3 of us piled in my car and headed for our first stop to drop off Winston. He was uber-excited to see his friends at the dog hotel and in less than 5 minutes, we were back in the car and heading for the highway. It was about 9:20/9:30 I think when we dropped off Winston. I didnt take any pictures of the drive because I was the driver and my mom isnt so good with the technology. Plus there wasnt that much to see.
In a little over 2 hours, we were in Orlando! I had decided as we approached our exit that I didnt want to stop at IKEA for the furniture. I was REALLY anxious to get to the resort and I can squeeze in a trip when I head to my moms house Easter weekend. Or maybe Ill find something somewhere else. So we are driving down the road, heading to WDW, talking and finally we made it under the beautiful WDW arches, welcoming us to the happiest place on earth. Im driving, my mom is thinking we are heading for POFQ, and I am driving in the opposite direction towards the BC. Im wondering when she is going to notice that we are going a different way. Were chatting. Im driving. And getting butterflies in my tummy. Finally, I get into the turn lane and am approaching the BC. I look at my mom and yell surprise!.
I think a few tears may have welled up in her eyes, but I cant be sure. She made one small comment about my never paying off my credit card (while smiling) and I never heard another comment about the cost. She was thrilled!
Up Next: The second surprised is revealed!
To quickly recap:
Who: Me (Shannon) and my mom
When March 26-30
Where Beach Club (although my mom thought we were staying at POFQ, our originally booked resort)
Why Spring Break!
Me:
Mom:
To learn more about me and our planning news leading up to this trip, read my pre-trip report:
http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=2640962
Saturday March 26
I had my alarm set for 6:45. Im pretty sure it went off. And Im pretty sure I remember turning it off. But all I really remember is rolling over and seeing the clock say 7:14. oops. Good thing, my bedroom clock is set 10 minutes faster than reality so it was only a little after 7. I was still good on time but lost a few extra relax minutes. I started my normal morning routine take out Winston, feed him, brush teeth, shower, etc. I packed up all those last minute toiletries and loaded my things into the car. I was eating a bowl of cereal in the kitchen when I got the text. The text that would put a very teeny tiny miniscule shadow over my entire trip.
A good friend of mine (okay, I guess its odd to call her a good friend of mine considering the situation Im about to share, but we were extremely close in college and have remained in touch somewhat since then. I have no doubt that we would pick right up where we left off if we were together in person. She is married and lives in Chicago, fyi.). Anyway, I get a text from her that she and her husband had a baby girl the night before. Their first child. The first thing is I didnt know she was pregnant (but honestly, thats not the shadow). I was and am truly and sincerely happy for her and her DH. She was literally born to be a mother and could not come from a nicer family. Plus she has been married for 2 years now and to be honest, I am a little surprised they waited this long to start having kids. She is the youngest of 6 and always said she wanted lots of her own children. Anyway, as I have mentioned in my intro and perhaps in passing, I am 30 years old. I will be 31 in May. I am also single and have been for awhile. I love my independence. I love my Winston. I love my little apartment (hopefully house soon). I have a Masters degree and a great job (and will have another great job come June). I am healthy. I dont have to worry about where my next meal is coming from. Or how Im going to pay my rent and bills this month (not that Im rich, but you know ) I am truly blessed and fortunate I have a lot more than many people in the world.
Thats what my brain says. My heart says Im a single woman in my early 30s who wants a baby and has no prospects in sight for a husband (and eventual father to my children). And, while my brain tells me that its ok, times are different, I have plenty of time to start a family, my heart aches to find that person I will grow old with, will have a family with, will go on vacations with, will celebrate holidays with, will bicker with, will cook dinner for, etc.
So while I was jumping for joy on the outside that my friend became a mommy, on the inside, all I saw was another one of my friends starting a family. Another reminder that Im the same age as them and have none of what they do.
So, Im not going to lie, my mood dampened a bit. But I tried to talk myself out of it and did a pretty good job. Shortly thereafter, my mom arrived (Winston was SOOOO happy to see his grandma) and I didnt have time to feel sorry for myself. After a quick visit and bathroom break, the 3 of us piled in my car and headed for our first stop to drop off Winston. He was uber-excited to see his friends at the dog hotel and in less than 5 minutes, we were back in the car and heading for the highway. It was about 9:20/9:30 I think when we dropped off Winston. I didnt take any pictures of the drive because I was the driver and my mom isnt so good with the technology. Plus there wasnt that much to see.
In a little over 2 hours, we were in Orlando! I had decided as we approached our exit that I didnt want to stop at IKEA for the furniture. I was REALLY anxious to get to the resort and I can squeeze in a trip when I head to my moms house Easter weekend. Or maybe Ill find something somewhere else. So we are driving down the road, heading to WDW, talking and finally we made it under the beautiful WDW arches, welcoming us to the happiest place on earth. Im driving, my mom is thinking we are heading for POFQ, and I am driving in the opposite direction towards the BC. Im wondering when she is going to notice that we are going a different way. Were chatting. Im driving. And getting butterflies in my tummy. Finally, I get into the turn lane and am approaching the BC. I look at my mom and yell surprise!.
I think a few tears may have welled up in her eyes, but I cant be sure. She made one small comment about my never paying off my credit card (while smiling) and I never heard another comment about the cost. She was thrilled!
Up Next: The second surprised is revealed!
I kind of feel the same way even though I'm 26 but I see it as I'm 26, still living with my parents (could live alone/paying rent but would be eating Ramen daily to survive), so badly wanting to pass my boards so I can move back to FL, get a real teaching job with good insurance, find a guy, get married, and have a family. I told the girls at work that I don't think it would be such a great intro saying, "Hi, I'm Megan, college grad, 26, and I live at home with my parents but used to live on my own when I liked in FL." Ugh so pretty much I feel the same way but it didn't hit me till my college roomie got married in Sept. If I move out that way hopefully this summer, we can go man hunting!!!
and catch up. Can't wait to hear how everything went. My kids love the BC and I love how close it is to the parks.
