Growing up, we never really did anything or went anywhere outside of our daily routines. There were less than a handful of family vacations, and I can't remember us doing anything truly memorable or "cool." Granted, we didn't have much money, but that didn't seem to be the biggest reason why we didn't do all the stuff that the families around us seemed to do all the time.
Saturdays were for cleaning the house. Always. No one went anywhere until all the chores had been done and the house was perfect. (I guarantee you that my sisters are groaning as they read this.) Sundays were for church. Always. No exceptions. (So were Wednesday nights, also without exception, but that's a whole other story.) I try to keep the house up during the week and sometimes catch up with it on the weekends, but if it isn't picture perfect, it's certainly not going to keep us from going anywhere. No one gives you an award on your deathbed for always having a perfectly clean house.....and if they do I'm fine with forfeiting that one.
The reasons why were never went anywhere were always the same, "We don't have enough money.", "We're too tired.", "We need to clean the house.", and my two absolute favorites, "We can't." and "No." Except that I don't believe that it was REALLY a money issue (Again, a whole other blog post.) You make the best of what you have. My parents always seemed to have the attitude that because they couldn't do anything extravagant, they couldn't do anything at all. Ever. The fun stuff was for other people. People who had everything they wanted and needed could enjoy life, but that wasn't our role.
I refuse to accept that. Don't get me wrong, big-time money problems can be crushing and suck all the joy out of life. I know. And it does take money to do all of the things that she's doing right now- preschool, soccer, a trip to see Sesame Street Live.....but I don't ever want Eva to think that she has to have a certain amount of money in her bank account before she can be happy or enjoy life. I don't want her to think that having fun is for other people or that she's not worthy of it. Again, you make the most of what you have and find the joy in life where ever you can.
And that's part of the reason that the next month is going to be a little bit insane for us. Admittedly, most of the activities that I have lined up are for me
Then there will be my very first Penn State game. Oddly, they're coming to me. One day I will make the trip to see them at Beaver Stadium. It's going to happen. I don't expect them to win, but I'm going to have a good time anyway. I'm quite sure that Eva will have a much better time at home with her aunt that she would at the game, so I think it's a win for both of us.
There's also a possible trip to Pittsburgh- I'm still trying to work out the logistics for that. My husband and I would be attending a fundraiser for an organization near and dear to my heart AND attending a Pens game. It would be a lot easier to leave her with my parents for the weekend, but I'm dying to show the city to her. I just know that she'd LOVE the Carnegie Science Center and the Aquarium. I'm still plotting. There must be a way to make all of that work.
Then there's at least 1, if not 2, trips to North Carolina. Lots to do, see, and think about!
I want to show my daughter that life is meant to be lived and enjoyed, not just survived or endured. Apparently I will be doing that all during the month of November. I hope she enjoys it, because we may be too tired to do anything fun in December.
She hated being swaddled as a newborn, but apparently being a "toddler burrito" is acceptable.