I hyped the heck out of my week in Vancouver and then never followed up with any reflections on the actual experience. In case you’re at all curious, here’s an attempt to gather my thoughts. First off, I felt strangely peaceful about leaving by the time I boarded my flight. The way I chose to … Continue reading Vancouver and everything after.
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Why having each other’s backs is everything.
A couple things happened this week that really shook me up. The first occurred at Leni’s ballet class. We’d missed the first two--one while I was away and the other because I mixed up the days (face, palm). I felt a bit sheepish going to the class as I tend to be a come hell … Continue reading Why having each other’s backs is everything.
Reflecting on the best 2 years of my life.
My wee lass turned two on April 6th. How the hell did that even happen? I found myself grasping for words when I considered my post to mark the occasion. I thought and thought and over thought some more and then I wrote...nothing. Actually that's not entirely true. I wrote several things, but nothing made … Continue reading Reflecting on the best 2 years of my life.
My first solo trip.
I’m officially going on my first solo trip. Sans bebe. The week after we booked my flights, my insides were a hyperactive cocktail of excitement and some serious stomach-plummeting fear. I’d fall asleep every night only to wake up with a jolt two hours later. Every worst case scenario playing in my mind on repeat. … Continue reading My first solo trip.
My mythical mama role model and me.
When I mention this blog--usually in the context of answering the question “what are you up to these days?”--I tend to call it a “mommy blog.” It never really feels like a totally accurate descriptor, but I am a mommy and this is a blog so it’s technically not false, per se. I obviously talk … Continue reading My mythical mama role model and me.
Cold feet.
When we were away, a coffee mishap fried my laptop. I’m not going to name names, but the guilty party is about two feet tall and was not the intended recipient of said beverage. I could stomp around and cry and shake my fist, but I know firsthand how helpful tantrums are. So we bought a … Continue reading Cold feet.
Eyes on the prize
I very much wish I was writing to you from Barbados right now, but alas, we have returned. The good stuff just flies by, doesn't it? Before we left I was talking to a friend about how I’d been planning and packing for our trip for weeks. She just nodded, all knowing-like, and told me … Continue reading Eyes on the prize
Finding a power suit that fits
“Whatever you are meant to do, do it now. The conditions are always impossible.” – Doris Lessing Like most, I spent my formative years searching for a hat that fit. Unlike most (I think), I’m not sure I ever found one. Growing up, I often pictured my adult self wearing shoulder-padded dress suits with pumps … Continue reading Finding a power suit that fits
Nothing’s hotter than doing errands your partner hates
We’ve been filling our days with our Advent activities. It sure is nice to have each day semi-curated in advance. Especially since our fall classes have ended. Jose and I were wondering if there was such a thing as a “life curator” we could hire to plan our weekends for us. Pro bono, of course. … Continue reading Nothing’s hotter than doing errands your partner hates
Confessions of a TV addict.
I talk a lot about the pressure I put on myself as a parent and the guilt that inevitably follows when I don’t measure up (which is the majority of the time, frankly, since I rarely set realistic goals for myself). I’ve been thinking about one recurring source of guilt lately, although I’ve been reluctant to … Continue reading Confessions of a TV addict.
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