"Vacation" With a dog and baby
Vacationing with a dog and baby is cute. It is cute, and not at all relaxing.
The days of waking up whenever you want, ordering a beautiful breakfast, getting a massage, and long booze-filled dinners don’t exist on a family trip.
We went to Newport, RI for two nights. We love Newport, we went for our “baby-moon” last year. It isn’t too far and you feel like you’re away. Joe insisted that we bring the dog because he is part of our family. Joe also loves torture. Now I love Bruno, but he is the most high-maintenance creature aside from my husband. So I wasn’t thrilled about this.
Our requirements in a hotel were specific. A two bedroom situation, an outdoor pool, pet friendly, and not too far away. We decided on the new Gurney’s in Newport. We got a two floor suite so while the baby slept we could hang like grown ups. The hotel is brand spankin new. It was beautiful and cool but there were some new hotel kinks. We shared the inconveniences with the manager, and he actually gave us a free night at the end of the trip! Woo. Love free shit.
So when you go on vacation with a baby, they still wake up at 5:30am. Who knew?!? And since he wasn’t in his room down the hall, it’s challenging to ignore (ugh). Then when he naps, you’re trapped in the room. Thank god for the downstairs living room!
Bruno was pretty good when we were in the room. However, the first time we tried to leave him he was barking and Joe had a heart attack that the barking would bother people so we took him everywhere. EVERY. FREAKING.WHERE. He is technically a service dog (he is emotionally supportive) so everyone was very receptive to that when we brought him INSIDE restaurants and to the pool area and everything. I hated us though. Like who have we become? Weird dog people, that’s who. I did have a few “ I didn’t want to bring the dog!” meltdowns when it was slightly annoying.
The amount of shit you pack when traveling with a baby is also insane. We have flown with him before but he was 5 months and it was a different phase. We also were going to see my parents and sent stuff there. This time we had food, snacks, baba, bowl, sippy cup, a million clothes, shoes, pack n play, sleep sacks, diapers, swim diapers, sleep diapers, towels bc he’s allergic to detergent (and everything), books, soap, stuff to wash the bottles and dishes. OY. I’m a horrendous overpacker to begin with…
Our days were filled with pool time, shopping, beach walks, an aquarium visit, meals etc. When we first got there Will did the meanest thing anyone’s ever done to me. I ordered my first lobster roll of the summer. They put it on the table and he threw it on the ground. We weren’t on speaking terms for a while. At night, after we put Will to bed, we got food from the restaurant and ate in the hotel room, adults only. We brought wine with us too. Gurney’s has a casual restaurant to take out and they have Scarpetta which wouldn’t let us take out :(
The moral of the story is: Vacation with a dog and baby means you still wake up at the crack of dawn, but you do more things during the day than you do in real life. Vacation with a child and dog is just parenting in a different location. Next adventure… Will’s First Fiesta!!!!