On Destin, sickness, and new resolution

For a few hours yesterday, I contemplated starting a mood stabilizer.  While I have always been short tempered and kind of accepted myself as such, my fuse has been especially easy to designate.  Two days, two trips to the emergency room.  Isla not sleeping well.  My mom not here to help.  It all added up.  I hear myself yelling and see Olivia crying, but still feel numb and resigned.  Low point in motherhood and life in general.

Thus my resolution - stop yelling.  Period.  

24 hours in.  I'm doing pretty well.

First trip to Destin and everyone survived.  Olivia had the time of her life.  So much so I'm already planning my next beach trip for next year!  Little Isla did not enjoy herself one bit.  Only place she was happy was in my arms.

Destin sand.  So soft and fine. 

zoom in on Isla's face.  Little thing shriveled in the sun.

Oh, and Isla turned 6 months old!  She can (kind of) flip from belly to back.  I know it's a bit late but trying my best not to worry.  I mean, look at that face.  She is perfect.

Here is the big girl, all brave in the ER.  It was our first, and I hope last, trip there.  It was just a 24 hour stomach virus, but she had a fever and malingered about stomach hurting.  So... I raced home after work and took her to get checked out.  Half a Zofran and popsicle later, good as new.  Sigh...

OMD is going through a sea world phase.  It is all about seals and dolphins and mermaids everyday.  She also misses my mom terribly.  Yesterday she asked grandma for money to go visit Nai Nai.  My mom was moved to tears. 

O has a best friend in school.  Her name is Eve.  I am far too excited about her BFF, already planning play dates and dreading the day they will go separate ways.  Calm down Tian.  She is 3.