Committed: The Ties that Bond
with Angella Dykstra
I'm a mom of three, a professional accountant, and an amateur photographer and writer. I am not a marriage expert. But my husband and I take "Til death do us part" seriously, and here I'll be sharing how we keep our marriage strong while we both do that insane work-life juggle.
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My husband and I are currently in Anaheim, California with our family. Why Anaheim? Because DISNEYLAND is here, that’s why. (I know that you know that Disneyland is in Anaheim and that I know that Disneyland is in Anaheim but I needed an intro to this topic, so here we are.)
We scored the deal of all deals and booked six nights in Anaheim, including five days at Disneyland (for the price of three!) and one day at Universal Studios. The days have been long and by the end of the day we are done. Done, done, DONE. Walking for twelve or more hours a day in the fresh air will do that to a person. Or five people, as it were.
Despite our utter exhaustion at the end of the day, once the kids have gone to sleep we stay up to have some grown-up time. During the day we’re constantly bombarded by, “Mom!” and “Dad!” followed by random statements/questions/facts. We’re balancing out pairing up with kids on rides and figuring out meals and who takes who to the restroom and figuring out what comes next.
We don’t get any uninterrupted time to talk. At all. Ever.
When the kids are passed out (approximately three seconds after we tuck them in) we talk about our day, discuss what our plans are for the next day and then curl up and watch mindless TV. (The Bachelor, anyone?)
We’re looking forward to having a proper Date Night once we get back home but as we don’t have regular household chores and responsibilities to tend to, the few hours we grab each night to hang out sans children has been pretty great.
How do you find alone time while on a family vacation?
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During her nap time or once she dozes off for the night. We have sat in teh balcony of our room and letting the breeze of the sea in our faces while we chat.
We have made our drives longer, while she snoozed int eh car. This way she gets a longer nap and we get some nice talking time sans TV.
Garima | January 11th, 2011 at 12:57 pm
This doesn’t have anything to do with marriage, but I remember when my family went to Disneyland when I was in junior high it was a complete disaster because of the lack of alone time. I’m the oldest of FOUR sisters. (Consider the age range also - probably 8-13-ish). We DROVE there in a PICKUP truck (tiny smooshed backseat.) (From way up here in Canada, no less.) We camped at the Disneyland campground in our RV. We slept together, and even had to go to the bathroom together in the camp bathroom because my parents wouldn’t let us use the one inside the RV. There were fist-fights, temper tantrums and a lot of yelling. It SUCKED.
Yay for you and your family traveling the normal way!
Sorry. Rant over.
Danica | January 11th, 2011 at 8:52 pm