Thursday, 23 March 2017

We brought 6 kids to Disney World and lived to tell the tale

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Okay, so technically there were 5 kids that were actually running around. But anyone who has been 6 months pregnant hauling bags and strollers through hours and hours of walking through Disney World, keeping track of lots of kids while climbing onto buses and maneuvering through massive crowds would tell you that that 6th kid still tucked away inside my belly definitely gets credit for being there.  





But we made it. We got suitcases packed, we got everyone onto the plane... 




we figured out how to sleep with all 5 of us in one hotel room and we set off for a wild week of fun, magic, delicious food and adventure at the happiest place on Earth.



There were princesses galore...

 






and Mickey sightings everywhere.


There were characters like Prince Charming who showed up at our dinner table...


and Cinderella who followed close behind (while Sophia clearly wasn't impressed with Cinderella's pop by visit!).


But Donald Duck? Well, he was somehow less scary than beautiful, soft spoken, loving Cinderella!







There were incredible live shows with dancing and singing and unbelievable costumes.


 There were personal visits with superstars like Elsa...



and Anna of course.





And incredibly over-priced stuffed animals and toys that were right at arms reach for any kid passing through.


There were aquariums full of beautiful fish, sharks and other sea creatures...


and spontaneous naps that we clung onto as long as they would last.


There were delicious dinners cooked right in front of us...


freezing cold days that made us feel like we were back in Canada again...



and rides that made us laugh out loud when we got the pics back. *if you look long enough at the faces on the right, you'll laugh too...and then there's Terry in the back who thinks he's on a major roller coaster.



And the rest? Well, I'll let the rest of the pictures tell the story of our days at Disney...












 But also let me tell you...as much as these pictures show how fabulous a time we had, we didn't take pictures of us popping cookies into kids mouths to keep them from whining and complaining about having to wait in crazy long lines everywhere we went.



And we didn't take pictures of the overly tired, overwhelmed kids who each had their meltdown moments at some point during the week. Because Disney World might be the happiest place on Earth, but it's certainly not immune to the childhood meltdown (as noted as we walked past countless kids losing it on their magical vacation, and smiled understandingly at their exhausted parents).


But fun? It still certainly was!!



It was worth the crazy crowds where we thanked our travel agent for recommending strollers "just in case" for every child to sit in---because safety in huge crowds meant that we strapped all of the kids in and plowed through thousands of people knowing that we had every little person safely with us.


It was worth the many hours that my sister spent sewing and making Mickey shirts for all of the adults, and Disney character shirts and outfits for all of the kids (like Mya as Snow white, Carter's Incrediblel's shirt and Scarlett's Mulan outfit).



And we forgot all about the fact that Sophia cried most of the plan ride home when I saw the pictures of our excited kids with the pilot right before take off. 


So we made it, our little family of ours. We took all 11 of us (well, 12 of us to be precise)--and made it to the happiest place on Earth. We made memories that the kids will talk about for years to come, we saw magic happen right before our eyes and we ultimately had a wonderfully amazing trip together. 

And when we got home? Well, forget the millions of loads of laundry that had to be done--I chose to procrastinate by doing a little treat-making instead. 


Because after a trip like Disney World with 6 kids, you really need a vacation. 

Erica xo

Thursday, 23 February 2017

We finally found out today!! It's a...

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 sweet baby GIRL!!! 

My heart skipped a beat when those words came out of the ultrasound technician's mouth today.

I was convinced that I was having a boy. Completely convinced.

So when she told us that we were having a baby girl it took me a moment to realize that what she was saying was actually true. I thought after 3 kids I'd be a little better at predicting whether it was a girl or boy--but apparently not.

But with all of the build up and excitement to finally being able to find out whether we'd be adding a sister or brother to our family, what I was most thrilled about in all of this was what the ultrasound technician said to me as she helped me up off of the bed. She looked at me, knowing what had happened to the other twin and smiled as she said "Your baby looks great. Everything looks great. Congratulations".

Girl or boy didn't matter at all. Not in the least. I would have absolutely loved another little boy, and I'm so thrilled to have another little girl.

But a healthy baby? A growing baby? That is what I left feeling great about.

So I bought the very first gift ever for this new baby today and left it on the dining room table, along with the ultrasound pictures, so that I could surprise the kids when they got home from school today.



So when Mya got off of the bus and ran over to me asking "What is it? Did you find out?" I told both her and Carter to run into the house to see.

Carter's response tonight before he went to bed pretty much sums it up for all of us:

"I'm so happy I'm having a baby sister. I love my baby sister already". And he leaned over and kissed my belly.



And happy 9yr anniversary Terry--what a great day to find out what the future of our family will look like. Love you.

Erica xo

   




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