We walked Mom back to her room, by now we were all pretty tired but our day had been great and although I was sad to see mom go, I was also excited to begin the new leg of our honeymoon. It would be wonderful for Steven and I to be alone for the next 2 weeks.
Tomorrow we moved on to The Grand Floridian and I was ecstatic at the prospect of staying somewhere so posh, I knew we would likely never again stay here so I intended to take full advantage of all it had to offer, especially the monorail!
We both went into mom's room and made sure that she had all her stuff packed and organized for the next day. She had to be out at the coach pick up point for 11.00am and I was wanting to make sure that she didn't need to rush in the morning.
All of a sudden the mood changed. Mom had been happy all day, in fact, she had been in the best mood ever and now she seemed snappy and upset. Any question I asked was greeted with sighs or one word answers.
I explained what would be happening in the morning and I told her that although we would have easily came with her to the airport, we couldn't. The coach transfer that she had was for her only and I had no idea that the airport was so far, otherwise we could have caught a cab to see her off at the airport.
She started to cry and shout at me and said that she always thought that we would be coming to the airport to see her off and this annoyed me as I had always told her that we wouldn't be doing this. Her flight wasn't until 4.30pm and we had to check in to The GF, plus it would cost us a fortune in cab fares.
I hated seeing her upset but I became increasingly annoyed that she was snapping like this on her last day here. I had tried throughout our whole vacation to give her what she wanted and believe me we had some trying times throughout the week, but I had managed and I think I had managed well.
I explained to her again why it wasn't possible and she said that she didn't think it was very fair of me to let her go alone. I told her that she always knew that she would have to fly back on her own and there was no way around that.
At this point she said she had wished that she had stayed for the 3 weeks

Although I love my mom loads and we get on so well at home, spending so much time with her was draining. I loved that she came ot my wedding and I loved that she spent a week with us, but to be honest Steven and I needed the next 2 weeks alone. I thought it was only right that we spend most of our honeymoon, just the two of us. She said that she felt she was only getting into it now, and she wanted to visit all the parks now, and that a week just wasn't long enough.
I pointed out to mom that the plan had always been that she stayed a week and Steven and I spent the remaining two weeks on our own but I hated that I sounded so selfish, yet I felt I was justified for feeling this way. I mean this wan't just any holiday, IT WAS OUR HONEYMOON!!!
I didn't want to leave things on bad terms with my mom, but she seemed determined to act this way and no matter what I said, or Steven said for that matter, made any difference.
I told her that we had all had a wonderful time together, I was so grateful that she had came, and it was unfortunate that she only seemed to be 'getting into it' now. I had tried my best to plan out our week so she could see as much as possible, but often she was the one that had declined to do things, including eating at restaurants and going to parks.
I told her there was always next time, that she shouldn't see this time at WDW as her last time here. In fact I hoped that one Christmas we could come back, all three of us! And now that I have had time to think about this, it's a great idea. I would love to do this as a Christmas gift to her one day.
We said our goodnights, and mom said she was going straight to bed. Steven and I had to pack for the move tomorrow and I just hoped that she would be in better spirits in the morning.
On the way up to our room, Steven said that it was only just ocurring to her that this was her holiday over and she was probably kicking herself for not seeing or doing as much as she had set out to do, so she was taking it out on me. I really wish she had realized that time flies here and I told her time and time again to take full advantage of being here, in hindsight she probably sees that now.
We packed away our belongings and cuddled up together and spoke of happier thoughts, I am sure she would feel better in the morning, I would make sure of it. Tinkerbell had left us briefly but I am sure she would find us again, who knew she would remain with us at The Grand Floridian all week and it would rain pixie dust as we arrived...