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Greetings from Nuremberg, home of gingerbread and the Nazi party. And a hotel that will probably revoke its “Infants Welcome” policy 5 minutes after our departure. Nah, seriously, we picked a beautiful spot to spend a couple days and the hotel staff couldn’t be nicer to us. This is my first time staying in a hotel room alone (meaning just me!) with the both of them and I thought I’d share a few tips with you about both safety and sanity.

First off, before you drag your children away from their comfortable home, make sure the hotel can provide enough beds in one room to sleep everyone. Initially I thought we’d have a problem since our hotel has a “3-person” per room policy. I figured we’d sneak the second baby in and tie her to the floor in her Wiggle Wrapper at night. But since my husband just “had to” abandon us, that problem solved itself. So two cribs were brought to my room without any fuss.
Secondly, every place you take your kids deserves a quick safety check. I only had to move three pieces of furniture to block off most of the electric cords and wall plugs. What a thoughtful hotel! Then I closed the toilet lid, took everything that looked interesting and put it up high and blocked off the door with the stroller. Oh, and if you want to be super uptight, remember that the hotel may not have the same safety hot water setting that you do at home, so be extra careful when running the tub. (I let Eva and Zoe play in the dirty laundry while I ran the water and turned it off before I popped them both in.)
And finally, a note about sanity. Any adult who thinks that she (or he) can single-handedly wrangle two infants in a restaurant at dinnertime is a moron. I was one such moron. The first night went okay, although I didn’t actually eat anything. The second night, however, devolved into a complete nightmare, complete with Zoe screaming and trying to slide out of the highchair while Eva gagged on my salad and proceeded to throw up spaghetti all over herself and the table. Awesome.The man with the sponge and bucket was so nice to us. The only answer, I’m afraid, is a sandwich or room service. Or a room service sandwich, eaten in peace, watching a movie on my computer, with both babies sound asleep in their hotel cribs. Ah, vacation.

Dr. Lara Zibners, Sep 29, 2010

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