A few weeks ago, while picking up the kids from swim camp, Avery mentioned to me that she noticed a large bump on the side of Macks’ head. I’d been gone most of that day and MacKay had taken the kids to swim, so I figured something must have happened while I was out for him to get the bump. I didn’t think much of it until I came home to ask MacKay and he said that nothing happened while I was away.

Trying to get to the bottom of everything, I asked Macks if anything had happened. He told me he hit his head on the couch the day prior, but when I pressed further, he pointed to the softest part of the couch for the point to which his head hit. I tried to dig deeper and asked the girls if they’d noticed him hit his head while I was gone and they didn’t seem to recall any incident. The bump didn’t seem to bother him, but it just kept getting bigger and bigger. It looked to be the size of an egg on the side of his head. I gave him some meds for the swelling and put him to bed that night. Naturally, I panicked after putting him to bed. And I let Dr. Google get the best of me. Rather than thinking logically, my mind wandered. And it got the best of me. My anxiety was the worst that it had been in a while and turned into a full on panic attack at 2am. As much as I tried to sleep it off, I’d wake up with my heart racing and my mind wouldn’t get off of the bump on his head. I went in his room several times during the night to make sure he was okay, to check the bump to see if it was getting any bigger, and to try to ease some of my stress. It wasn’t working. I’d become my own worst enemy.

I’ve always been one to struggle with anxiety. It’s been something I’ve been fighting my entire life and it only escalated when I had the kids. I try to hide it as much as I can from the kids because I don’t want them to see my stress or anxiousness and have them learn these same habits. I’ve spoken with many people about it who have taught me ways to naturally deal with these triggers, but every once in a while, my mind escapes me and goes into a place that is hard for me to bear.

I woke up the next morning after only a few hours of sleep only to find that the bump on Macks’ head had gone down significantly during the night. While I examined it closer, it looked like he’d gotten a mosquito bite that had swelled. Panic and anxiousness subsided and I could finally breathe again.

The following week, after returning home from our vacation in Kennebunkport, I woke up in a complete panic. MacKay was still out of town for work and Macks had come into my room at some point the night before. He woke up shortly before I did and started to cry. He complained of his eye hurting. Before getting a chance to look at it, I figured he might have gotten pink eye and that we’d have to get him a round of antibiotics. Instead I looked over to find his entire eye the size of a golf ball and completely swollen shut. And that’s when it happened again. Rather than thinking logically, my mind went to the worst possible place. Because Macks suffers from many food allergies, my first thought was to figure out what he’d eaten the day before. We had nothing at all that was new and there was nothing that he could have possibly eaten that could have triggered this.

I immediately called a friend in a panic to have her come and watch the girls while I rushed Macks to see a doctor. While Macks was freaking out at first for not being able to see, he’d gotten used to it and was acting like himself, which was a little bit of a sigh of relief. We waited what seemed like forever for the doctor to seem him. He evaluated his eye and said, yet again, Macks had gotten bit by some sort of insect. We needed to switch between allergy meds for that day and it should be back to normal in the morning. But that I needed to watch for a few things that might be a sign of an infection.

That night, I noticed that his eye wasn’t getting much better and was turning more of a purple color. I rang his doctor who told me that everything was fine and that it should look better in the morning. I made Macks sleep next to me that night, so that I could keep a close eye on him. I didn’t sleep a wink.

The next morning he woke up and his eye had gotten worse.

Despite how bad it looked, it was in completely great spirits and didn’t mind a swollen eye. But back to the doctor we went for another exam. We saw a new doctor who was rather thorough and confirmed that it was an insect bite (what kind, we weren’t sure) but that it would probably get worse before it got better (how much worse could it get?!) We got some medicine and went back home to let Macks rest.

While my anxiety was on a roller coaster ride, I was proud of myself for handling it all on my own and showing the kids that I was capable of doing this without losing focus and letting the anxiety take over.

It took a few days, before Macks’ eye was completely healed and he did amazing throughout. Myself, on the other hand, learned that I have more to work on. My anxiety got the best of me in both situations and I let it take over. Rather than using the methods that I’d been taught, I threw them out the window and got immersed in the stress. This journey for me has been a long one, and I continue to have a long road ahead of me. But it’s wanting to continue to tackle this and conquer it head on that shows me the I am on the right path. And one day I’ll get there.

 

This summer I am taking advantage of the kids being out of school and really trying to travel with them whenever I can. They’re at the perfect age when we can really all have fun together and they can (for the most part) appreciate their new surroundings. Last week we traveled up the East Coast to Kennebunkport, Maine. We visited a few years ago with the kids and fell in love with it, so decided to make another visit.

The town is small, beautiful and quaint. It’s full of so much history, gorgeous architecture, and of course, a lot of lobster.

We took a lobster tour upon arrival in Kennebunkport. It was super educational and you really learn so much about lobstering. I wish I’d gotten more photos, but it was super windy and quite informational that I didn’t have a chance to take out my camera. And the kids wouldn’t go near the lobsters that we caught in the trap. Fun Maine Lobster fact: When applying for your lobster license, each person is given a buoy to design. The buoy is what they attach to their boat and to each trap. The design on the buoy is how they determine which trap in the ocean is theirs. It’s best to keep the design as simple as possible because they are in charge of painting all of their buoys (which can be hundreds for the commercial lobsterman.)

While in Kennebunkport we stayed at The Lodge on the Cove. It’s a family-friendly hip hotel that is nestled in the woods in Kennebunkport. The site is actually a refurbished motor lodge and offers so much for the entire family.  Between the food, games, and the pool, The Lodge on the Cove could’ve kept us at the resort for our entire stay.

The kids spent hours in the pool. It had a large shallow area that was perfect for Macks and Avery to practice their swimming while the deeper area was wonderful for Harlan to perfect her cannon ball. I loved that it was so intimate that I felt relaxed lounging poolside while the kids played.


They could’ve played corn hole for hours. It’s so funny to watch their faces as they threw the bean bags. I loved all of the family-friendly outdoor activities that the Lodge on the Cove offered. And because the resort is so intimate, there was never a wait to play with anything.

We spent a lot of our time in The Dory, the restaurant at the resort. Not only did it offer great fun and delicious drinks (rootbeer floats and milkshakes were a fav,) but the games were a hit with everyone!

The Club House had the perfect hip yet vintage vibe for board games and even a record player (complete with a TON of records) to play some tunes!

We made sure to take advantage of all that the town of Kennebunkport. We shopped in all of the shops and of course had to make a stop at the famous Clam Shack for dinner. While MacKay dined on their famous lobster roll, Harlan and I had the full lobster dinner. This was the freshest lobster I’ve ever had (the Maine seawater came out of the shell when I cracked it.) We made it a goal to try to eat lobster at every meal while we were there and Kennebunkport makes it easy to do so. Seriously it’s so good.

The kids loved walking around the town and seeing everything. And we always made sure to stop at the local fudge stop each night for a nightly candy fill.


Each night before we headed to bed, we’d enjoy the bonfire at The Lodge on the Cove and the s’mores that they provided for all of the families. It was the perfect treat and such a great way to end a great day. Harlan also made sure to always get in a little bike ride in the parking lot. The Lodge on the Cove offers complimentary bikes during your stay, and with Harlan just learning to ride a bike without the training weeks, she took advantage. It was such a fun thing for her to do during our stay.

The front porch of our room was a favorite place to hang out. The kids would sit and enjoy the view and our bikes were right outside so we could just pick them up and go.

For our last two trips to Kennebunkport, Maine, we’ve been fortunate enough to visit the Bush family on Walker’s Point. MacKay has been close with the family for many years. And every time I see President Bush and Mrs. Bush, I am always in awe. They are both such wonderful people.

If you’re looking for a place in the Northeast to bring the family, you will not be disappointed in Kennebunkport. With the beaches, the history, the shopping (make sure to stop at H.B. Provisions for a whoopie pie,) the activities, the wonderful places to stay, and the food, there is so much to do for the whole family, you’ll always wish you had more time to stay. We loved it so much this time that we’re already planning our next trip out next summer!

 

The kids got out of school a few weeks ago. As much as they loved the routine of going to school each day, I was itching those laid-back days where we didn’t have a schedule to abide to. For us, summer is about being together and going with the flow. It’s about really spending time with one another and embracing the days of adventure and the days of doing nothing.

A couple of months ago, I decided to take a step back from work. I stepped down from my full-time position and decided to do more freelance consulting. While working from home is wonderful, I knew that this is the prime-time with these three little ones and ultimately, that’s what matters. So with less on my plate and more time during the day, I decided that this summer is all about us.

We’ve got no schedule. No routine. Nothing on our plate, except for whatever adventure the day takes us on.

I have to admit that I am loving the age that the kids are at right now. They’re more independent than they’ve ever been, yet still love having me around and involved in everything. We’ve built sand castles together, enjoyed many cups of shaved ice, and have played for many hours on the playground.

Most of all, we’re enjoying this time together. When I think back of my childhood, the summers that I spent with my family are the memories that stick out most vividly for me. They are a sacred time that should never be wasted. So we’re taking full advantage.