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My husband and I haven’t been on a vacation in a very long time.

Oh, I mean other than that ten days in Florida. Yeah, that was pretty nice.

And if you also don’t count that fact that my husband stayed in the city for two nights last week for work because of all the craziness going on in Egypt. Yes, two quiet nights by himself at a beautiful boutique hotel. I think he went out to dinner, met up with some friends, saw “Cats” on Broadway. Apparently an autocratic ruler and civil unrest isn’t bad for everyone.

But I mean a real vacation. Where we discover a Tuscan village, meander through old churches, drink espressos in the piazzas, that sort of thing.

So this past weekend, we went to Bronxville, NY.

Not exactly Europe.

Or a vacation.

But it was fun to walk around a very cute town. Although residents didn’t really get our “Buon Giorno!” greeting.ย  But whatever.

We actually wandered into this Italian restaurant so Rick could eats some minestrone soup, the girls could drink hot chocolate and I could nurse the twins under the tablecloth.

But unfortunately, nursing the twins has gotten sort of challenging. When I try to nurse them together, Harlowe is intent on massaging and trying to remove Chase’s eyeball from the socket. And even when I nurse them alone, they can be a bit distracted.

Especially in an Italian restaurant.

Even if it’s not in Italy.

First, I tried to breastfeed Chase who immediately chopped down on my nipple.

Then Harlowe was up and did the same thing.

Maybe they were holding out for the minestrone.

I put my ladies away. And by ladies, I mean, my boobies.ย  Because they were not getting proper respect.

Of course, I still had two hungry babies on my hands.

So I finally had to bring one at a time to the bathroom to nurse them. And nothing says vacation like sitting on a bathroom floor of some Italian restaurant –ย  hoping no one in the place needs to pee while you nurse your baby.

I’m sorry I didn’t send you a postcard.

P.S. If you don’t live in New York, don’t start googling for “Cats” tickets. The show closed in 2000. But I hear “Spiderman” is real hit!

P.P.S. Oh, I’m kidding. Don’t go see “Spiderman” either. It got panned by the critics.

P.P.P.S. Definitely see “Billy Elliot” or “Wicked.”

P.P.P.P.S. That’s for real. Damn, now you don’t believe me. But I’m serious. They are both amazing.

P.P.P.P.P.S. Okay, I didn’t actually see “Wicked.” Still, I heard it’s really good.

P.P.P.P.P.P.S. It’s like I am running a professional Broadway review site, isn’t it?!

mama bird notes:

If you live in New York City, don’t miss my new posts on Babble. You can read about some fabulous places for chocolate, Knuffle Bunny the Musical and a screening of The Red Balloon. Enjoy.

23 Responses to european vacation without chevy chase or europe

  • What a great diary you are creating for your kids to read when they get older . You are doing a great job as a mom amongst all the craziness of raising them! The Euope vacations will come!! (One day…) Good luck!

  • Kristi says:

    Wicked IS wonderful. I went and saw it when I was 36 weeks pregnant. Guess who got to cut to the front of the line for the bathroom during intermission? ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Jen says:

    One minute you’re vacationing in Italy the next min. Bronxville. Loved Bronxville,we go way back. My Uncle lived there for years and I used to house sit when I was at Fordham. Then my brother lived there. Then my old boyfriend grew up there. So pretty and close to NYC…and expensive just like Tuscany!
    Love seeing pics of the twins…can’t believe they’ll be walking in a few months!

  • EW says:

    Be careful of restaurant bathrooms that have those eco-friendly timers that turn off and on by detecting movement. Apparently when I was nursing my daughter in one of these bathrooms we weren’t wild enough and the lights went out completely. Only I didn’t know about the timers, after finding our way out I asked about the power outage.

  • Erin says:

    You are officially my new hero. Up until now, I’ve been afraid to admit that I regularly nurse my 8-month old in Manhattan restaurant bathrooms. The Leche League would hate me for refusing to do it at the table but mine is a biter too so . . . ouch.

  • Candice says:

    Wicked is so awesome! I’ve seen it twice. I would have loved to have seen Kristin Chenoweth, but alas both times were after she left the show. But I did see Idina Menzel so it was worth it! You really should go see it! ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Valerie says:

    This one was great! Though it had me longing for a vacation. Even if you didn’t truly go on vacation. ๐Ÿ™‚

    I stopped nursing mine together at that same point. Eyeballs are important! Plus, I was for sure they were practicing their technique for holding a bowling ball with the others’ nostrils. So, I gave that up.

  • a hotel. just one measly night in a hotel, that’s all I ask. At this point, Motel 6 would look good, much less an Ian Schrager-esque endeavor. When you’re no longer the Vegas buffet for those adorable babes, you two grownups need A Night (or 4) Somewhere Else. A shmancy hotel, or Quebec, or Bermuda, or something. Surely you can shanghai someone into babysitting? In the meantime, there’s always the vacation porn of vrbo.com drool.

  • Oh I miss our vacations to far flung lands (meaning not Baltimore)….

    We used to talk about traveling with kids (the Europeans do it all the time!) – but honestly, flying with three children sucks. And I’m not ready to do that across an ocean until they are teenagers who would love to sit several rows behind us for six hours.

    In the meantime – I think that lunch at an Italian restaurant is enough culture for one day.

  • Loukia says:

    Oh dear… I can only imagine how challenging it can be to nurse twins at the same time, especially in a restaurant. I remember once nursing my first son in a fine steak house. It was quite memorable. ..

  • layla solms says:

    oh the biting! the agony and misery! do you scream, shriek, or howl? sometimes that scares the chompers into submission. you could pinch or squeeze their ankles. maybe that sounds vindictive… maybe you aren’t really looking for advice? either way, good luck!

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