Searle Calamities

It seems when I married my husband, I married into a group of wonderful people who somehow have disaster following. It's almost comical how whenever we venture on some sort of Searle Family vacation - there's always at least one or two moments of sheer craziness. One case in point was the Hawaii 2007 excursion where we travelled in two separate vehicles to some touristy place and ended up losing each other for hours. There are many other instances I could mention, but it's too depressing.

This past weekend was no vacation. It was a trip made in an effort to say good-bye to a man I had only met twice, but loved instantly because of his hilarious sense of humour. It was not a great time, but not for the obvious reasons. The babies were mostly well-behaved safe for the moments of sheer exhaustion and the over-travel. We encountered some issues with our airline, where they would not allow us to sit altogether in one row because we had two infants. Something about safety, oxygen masks, etc. But it was a harrowing experience moving our entire lot of crap from row 3 to the back of the plane where we could spread out safely. It wasn't such a big deal we had to move, but the way we were treated by one stewardess in particular was fairly appalling. She basically told us not to get frustrated, but to just let our 4 month old sit somewhere else. I got this sinking feeling like maybe she wasn't a Mother?

When that lovely red-eye flight ended with all of us being fairly exhausted, we arrived to a very warm Ontario province (not used to the humidity according to my in-laws) to a rental car with no air conditioning. Let's just say it was nice and windy in the back for the babes.

Once we finally arrived at our destination (lots of traffic!!) we found that the hotel that had been lovingly selected by my SIL was gorgeous. She managed to finangle a great rate at a Sheraton and that was so great. We had a nap seeing as some of us had been up 30+ hours.

I could go on about the calamities, but I have to say once we saw Nate's uncle and we able to be together with family, it made all the difficulties fade away. Suddenly all the mini-disasters we had come across paled in comparison to this person we were able to be with. He asked to see Malachi at one point, and true to form the little guy smiled right at him.

I'm basically still so tired I could sleep from now until tomorrow afternoon, but it's not an option... but I would do it all over again just to be there for my family.

I just wish I could say I had met him a few more times and that maybe next time Murphy's Law will leave us alone on our next trip.