This is as romantic as it gets

This weekend was so insanely hot. I'm not really complaining. 

We moved our bedroom to the basement a few nights ago because it was just too hot in our room. I love our new bedroom. I think the bathroom (2nd floor) is a little too far away from the basement, but otherwise I'd consider staying down there for good. 

I had all day Saturday and Sunday to myself. It's been awhile. I wanted to clean up a bit, but it was just too hot for that. So I went to the mall. We have some extra money, which should go towards important things like our wedding and filling our oil tank for the winter, but since I've been struggling so much with stress and such, I said 'eff it'. I wasn't going to worry about money. If I really wanted/needed something, I was just going to buy it. So I got two super comfy tank tops (already wore them both), three new pairs of underwear, two bras, and some of Chloe's birthday supplies. I didn't buy anything extravagant and unnecessary, although I could've lived without the shirts and bras for now. I'm tired of worrying.

As I was hanging out alone all day, cleaning, shopping and watching some Sex and the City in the basement, I just really really wanted to be able to hang out with Eric. Alone, and outside of the house when it was nice out. 

Chloe was with her father, so I put up a hopeful Facebook status asking if anyone wanted to hang out with Madi for a couple of hours while she slept. I expected it would go ignored, but one of Eric's friends offered shortly after. I immediately texting Eric asking if that was weird, or would we be able to let him do it? Eric was okay with it, but we both thought the friend was joking until he private messaged me. 

He did end up coming over and babysitting. We were able to leave home around 8pm, and we were home by 10pm but it was one of my favorite nights out ever. 

We drove down to the beach and just walked. The water was so nice, so we walked in the water a little, then sat for a bit and just enjoyed it. Except the bugs were insane. That was a bit of a mood killer but oh well. 

I had a surprise bottle of pink champagne in my bag, and two of the girls little cups. I pulled out the cups and gave one to Eric - he had no idea what I had in the bag. We ended up walking and drinking champagne due to the bugs, but it was still nice. The constant itching, not so much. 

Most people don't believe that we have a nude beach around here, but we do. When you first walk into the beach, if you go to the right, it's family-friendly, if you walk a bit to the left, you might come across naked people. I'm a believer because I've seen these naked people. Eric is now a believer because someone left a message in the sand "<3 nude PEI". 

We told our babysitter we were on our way and went home. Which was when Eric spoke up and said we should've waited to tell him, and gone parking - something we've both never done. 

Romance is a rare thing in our relationship. Drinking cheap champagne out of children's cups while being attacked by bugs on a nude beach, talking about having sex in a car really is as romantic as it gets. 

The Canada Day when the Baby Hated the Beach

You know those days where nothing amazing happens, but when all is said and done, you just feel like you had an amazing time? That was pretty much my weekend. 

I spent Saturday night with boyfriend. While the night didn't turn out anything like we planned, we had a few drinks with one of his friends, and getting out for awhile that night. Since things had been a little less than perfect lately, it was nice to get out and have a little fun without our daughters. 

On Sunday (Canada Day!) we took the girls to the beach. It was the first time for both of them. His daughter (17 months) just loved it, but my fragile little 9 month old hated it. She cried from the moment I sunscreened her up, the whole time we sat on the towel, the whole time I carried her around the beach, and freaked when I let her try to kick in the water. Needless to say, I opted out of actually sitting her in the water. I took her up to the grassy area, into the shade and after a lot of attempts at distracting her, she became semi-happy girl again. 

This is how baby girl felt about the beach

Much better :)

We were only by ourselves for about 15 minutes, and I felt bad for cutting our beach time short. I would've been okay with sitting alone longer, but boyfriend is too nice for that stuff. I got some pretty gorgeous photos of her in the meantime, and before we left the beach for the day, we got a "family photo" of me, boyfriend, and the girls. 

A few weeks ago, we made an attempt at having a sleepover with both babies, which failed miserably, and after a busy day for everyone, we decided last minute to try again last night. I had my doubts that it would go smoothly, but a night of interrupted sleep sounded better than having the two of them go home. 

There was something just... nice about having them there and going through the bedtime routine. Both girls were fed, changed, bathed and put to bed. It's lovely when exhausted babies go right to sleep, because I've learned that's not always the case. It was even more lovely when we were finally ready to just lay around on the couch together before bed. 

His daughter woke up twice, and I was worried because my super light sleeper didn't wake up at all. A gift to me, I suppose. 

The alarm rang way too early at 6:30 am for me to get up for work.

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