Carly's birth was one of the most magical times of my life, a truly life changing experience to which I would do again in a heartbeat. (I truly mean that) Now if we had video footage of the experience (thank heaves we don't) you would see that I was a screaming freaked out panicking wreck. I choose not to remember that part of the experience, and instead remember the sweet baby I got out of it.
So even though our trip was great, I choose to forget all the crap I had to deal with (literally, bathrooms aren't always convienent in Yellowstone), I forget how I spent 7 straight days in a van or motor home with my kids husband and in-laws and started to go a bit crazy by the end, or that we were almost eaten alive by mosquitoes to the extent that Carly's eye swelled shut for 2 days. See photo below.Instead I will remember this.
And this. My girls got along exceptionally well the whole trip.