Momma on Vacation

SPRING BREAK!

Connor and I finally took our honeymoon, six months later, and he thoroughly did not appreciate me calling it spring break the whole time. Sorry babe, it is just an internal clock that has been engrained in me since I started school like decades ago.

We traveled all the way down to the Southernmost Point of the United States. Key West, Florida. I spent a whole lot of time fantasizing about what our getaway would be like, warm weather, lots of food, drink in hand, and PALM TREES. I have a weird obsession with palm trees, do not ask me why, but I learned every single type and can name them on the spot. I have tried to keep one in the apartment for years, but after several trial and errors, I have been deemed a black thumb.

In all my day dreaming, I never exactly processed being away from the little one for so long. It was the longest I have ever spent away from my daughter and for some reason, *cough* PMS *cough*, I cried a whole lot about it. Again, sorry babe.

WELL ALONG CAME A WISE LADY.

Connor and I met a lovely couple while relaxing on the rooftop patio and we sat and chatted with them for over an hour. Connor spun off talking with the husband about who knows what, and I spoke with the woman about, you guessed it, my daughter. She has a daughter my age, and was just so excited for our adventures with our daughter. I overshared for about an hour and she said this to me.

“I’m glad you’re doing this, you know, just the two of you. It’s more important than you realize right now. It’s easy to put your kids above everything, but one day they will be out of your house and all you’ll have left is each other. It’s important to make sure you continue to grow in that relationship too.”

Shortly after this heavy conversation, we witnessed two transformers blow up and the entire street went black. Apparently this happens A LOT on the island because none of the locals seemed surprised.

It was that night forward that we soaked in as much sun and experience that we could. I spent a weird amount of time clucking at chickens to the point that Connor and I became invested in a family by our favorite breakfast place. Connor even helped guide a little chick back to his mother because they were very obviously lost. That’s just one of the many reasons I love him.

I have heard this advice a thousand times, but for some reason, this one hit home. I’ll be the first to admit that I put my daughter above all else, I don’t necessarily think that is a bad thing. However, I have a better understanding of the importance of one-on-one time. Don’t just take one-on-one time away from the kids, but live in that moment and cherish every second of it.

Mom Tribes

MOM TRIBE. It has always been my dream. I have always had the perfect image of what this would be like for me, mostly because every movie about motherhood has depicted it so flawlessly. Just a group of mothers who come together to support one another whether or not they knew each other prior to having kids. Oh, and drink wine.

Well, you know what else was always depicted? A WEIRD MOM AND A WEIRD KID. I just never thought that I would be the “weird” mom with a “weird” kid. Side note, I just typed weird so much it is starting to not look like a real word.

It’s common knowledge that I’m the definition of a social butterfly, but I struggle to socialize with other mothers. I was given a lot of information on how to work car seats, how to breast feed and the essentials of how to keep another human alive, but no handbook on how to become friends with other moms. WHERE MY AWKWARD MOMMAS AT?

It is high school all over again for me, which I absolutely do not want to relive those not-so-glory days ever again.

I have been taking my daughter to an open gym for toddlers so she can socialize with others. I watch the mothers talk together as their children play, but I have an almost three year old with a significant speech delay and it strongly confuses everyone. No one has ever outwardly said anything to me about my daughter’s speech delay, it’s just a feeling, maybe mother’s guilt. Mila was finally playing with someone at the open gym when she had a strong urge to kick his tower over. In my head, I’m chuckling because my child is unpredictable, but that parent was less than pleased and moved along quickly.

THE STRUGGLE IS REAL.

I’ve reached the point that I just want my best friends to have children so we can all navigate this world of parenthood together. APPARENTLY, that is not my decision to make as I have been informed numerous times by numerous people.

I have come to realize that I don’t need this type of mom tribe necessarily. It’s not that I’m giving up, but the realization that everyone has a different experience in their role as mother and it isn’t always the status quo. I may not have a ton of mom friends, where we plan playdates and dream of our kids falling in love, but I do have a mom tribe. It’s my own kind of mom tribe. I have a group of people that support me while I navigate this thing called motherhood. They’re the type of people that never get sick of the amount of pictures I send of my little one. They’re the type of people who come enjoy her birthday party no matter how boring it can be. They’re the type of people that would drop everything to be here for my family. It’s my mom tribe.

THANK YOU TO MY MOM TRIBE, you know who you are.

Mind of Her Own

ANYONE ELSE HAVE THE MICKEY MOUSE CLUBHOUSE THEME SONG STUCK IN THEIR HEAD? NO? JUST ME?

I finally had the perfect moment to sit down and get started. I have a fresh cup of coffee and the little one is down for her nap. NOT. I have a reheated cup of coffee from several hours ago and she is currently singing in her room. I definitely make valiant efforts to get her to take her much needed naps, but it is not exactly up to me, that much has been established.

I have heard it time and time again.

“She’s got a mind of her own.”

I think it is a nice way of saying stubborn, adamant, or headstrong, which in my opinion would all be correct. I’m told that we have some similarities in these departments, but I like to chalk it up to independence.

I love sharing her unique and especially stubborn moments with my family and friends. Just last week she INSISTED we listen to her sing the same few seconds of How Far I’ll Go just to avoid going to bed. It is my mother who so humbly yells, “KARMA.” So, moral of the story, I’m raising a miniature version of myself.

WAIT, she’s finally quiet, I think she is napping.

TWO SECONDS LATER WHEN I LOOKED UP FROM MY COMPUTER.

I guess there will be no nap today, which will make this afternoon very interesting.

I could ramble on forever (as many of you know) so let me get to the point. I am absolutely in love with watching my daughter’s personality grow, but with a mind of her own, things do not always go according to plan. I should say never, they never go as planned. I’m tired of comparing myself to other parents and my child to other children. I have a unique kid with a very strong head on her shoulders and I will do everything in my power to embrace this with open arms. I know, I know, easier said than done.

Anyways, we are headed to the park because I have been cooped up too long.

Mila’s Second Birthday

It has been over a week and I still cannot believe that my little one has turned TWO. In celebration of her second birthday, we chose a theme based on her favorite movie, Moana. It was an absolute blast putting it all together and seeing it unfold. Even though I went a wee bit overboard with the planning and had a few sleepless nights, it was all worth it for her and the memory.

She has always been a bit shy in a room filled with lots of people, but she did a great job coming out of her shell and dancing to her favorite music. I know that while others may be completely bored watching a toddler run around, I could not take my eyes off of her. I was completely mesmerized by how many people came together to celebrate my daughter. It was an absolutely heart warming experience.

I decided on an even bigger balloon arch this year and in total needed around 200 BALLOONS. I strongly recommend getting an air pump to tackle this project or just do what I did and have several friends blow them up. WARNING: LIPS MAY TURN BLUE AFTER BLOWING UP NEARLY 50 BLUE BALLOONS.

I have to say, while I enjoyed every aspect of this party, I absolutely loved the baking that we did. I obviously did not do it all alone, I would have failed miserably if it were not for my mother. I did however come up with several of the ideas so I like to give myself some (very minor) credit.

It was a very different experience with the “cake smash” this year. I set the cake down for Mila to go to town, but she immediately began to fuss. It was eventually discovered that she was demanding a fork. I am raising such a lady.

I mean, how adorable (and affordable) is this little costume?

It has been an absolute treat watching her personality come to life. I have heard numerous times that “the terrible twos” are a year to remember and while she has already begun the tantrums, I cannot explain how gracefully she goes through them. I mean, even I threw a minor tantrum last week when I accidentally shrunk my favorite shirt and there was NOTHING graceful about that. I am so excited to see what the next year has in store for my little one.

Mila Went Camping

Connor and I have been itching to go camping this summer and with the summer winding down, we decided it was a must. It was a debate of whether we should bring Mila along, but we finally decided to bring the little one to continue to acclimate her to the nature surrounding us in Colorado. While it was a rollercoaster of emotions, we made it through the night. 

She loved playing in the dirt and like most kids, ate her fair share. It was the first time Connor and I have let her play in nature, normally she’s in the back pack while we are hiking. 

She enjoyed her dinner with us over the fire and was absolutely mesmerized by the flames. I forgot how much I missed the smell of a good ole bonfire. I haven’t been camping in over 10 years, which is terribly shocking considering I have such a desire to. I suppose it is from the fond memories I have growing up. Let me just say that by morning, I felt quite inexperienced. I knew the challenge would be there with bringing a toddler, but with this under our belt, we now know how to make it a better experience for all. 

Even though it was a cold, rough night with Mila, we woke with high spirits and are more prepared for next time. 

Breckenridge Beer Festival

I had the opportunity to go up to the Breckenridge Beer Festival this weekend with family and friends. I went last year with Connor and his family, but since I was breastfeeding at the time, I sat under the medical stand with the EMTs because of the blazing weather. 

Not only was the weather absolutely PERFECT this year, I hadn’t had the opportunity to see my friends in awhile (over a month) so it was some MUCH needed time together. 

Mila was perfect company and had lots of fun strolling around with family. She’s going to be a socializer just like her parents. 

It was GREAT company, GREAT weather, and GREAT beer. 

We took the pass home and had to get out because it was far too beautiful not to. I think it is easy for me to go about day to day life without realizing the surroundings that are only moments away from me. Luckily, I have Connor who is constantly looking for adventures and will never let me forget to get out. 

Such a lovely weekend that came to an end too quickly. 

Independence Day

I still cannot wrap my head around the fact that it is already HALF WAY through the summer. It’s been a blessing to have so much time to myself (with no school) and to spend with my family. I typically feel defeat once Independence Day passes that the summer is almost over, but with this bundle of joy it is so important for me to cherish as much time as I have with her. SHE IS ALREADY 14 MONTHS. 

I have had several lazy days with Mila where we bum around the house and play, but to conquer the anxiety of how quickly the time passes, we have been looking for PLENTY of things to do this summer for the family.

We are DEFINITELY looking forward to our weekend together since we are headed to Breckenridge. It’s the Breckenridge Beer Festival so we are going up to relax with friends and family. It’s rare for Connor and I to have a whole weekend off together so I cannot wait.