V did not, in fact, make it down the aisle to support her cousin in being co-flower girl. Not even close. Instead, she threw somewhat of a tantrum five minutes before the ceremony about wanting “bee-yannas,” and the nice man working the bar actually ran off for five minutes to bring his own bananas that … Continue reading
The pools are wonderful, the drinks flow uninterrupted, and the days are humid and warm. And I’m super tired of carrying our two year-old all over this huge resort. #firstworldproblems, am I right? She, however, is having the absolute time of her life. Piles of bacon for breakfast. Favorite family members all around. A giant … Continue reading
We’re here in Cancún, but our hearts are in California, where many of our loved ones and coworkers have already been evacuated. There are huge fires going on in both northern and Southern California; my sister has been evacuated from the NorCal fire. The Borderline shooting in Thousand Oaks also hit way too close to … Continue reading
If you would have asked me how I was feeling about traveling internationally with my two year-old yesterday, I would have told you that I was not excited. I was so nervous about getting her up at 4:45am, the drive to the airport, the five hour flight, and the car trip to the hotel. V … Continue reading
Today, I led some of our new hires at work through writing their vision and setting goals. Which is my favorite thing to do, like, ever. You take a group of people who have, up until that point, usually had crappy jobs, and teach them all about stretchy pants and education and how to connect … Continue reading
Two more sleeps until we leave for a tropical vacation. I have been dreaming about this five day trip for 120 days. We are taking V. Which I’m admittedly nervous about, because, lovable as she is…she’s not very relaxing. But C or I are usually chasing her by ourselves, and at least there will be … Continue reading
Parenting is hard. Just like lots of important jobs are hard. Why is it that a second a mother admits that it’s hard, people feel the need to suggest that maybe she’s not doing it right? Or that she certainly shouldn’t add more to her load. Maybe the fact that it’s so hard means she … Continue reading
We’re still nursing. (An alternate title for this post could be: The Very Reluctant Extended Breastfeeding Mom.) It’s not often, once at night and usually once when I get home from work. This wasn’t the plan, not at all how I thought it would go. My goal was to get to a year. Now she’s … Continue reading
I was not at all prepared for the response to yesterday’s post. I haven’t been posting what I’m writing here on any social media channels. Which, of course, is why a whole total of four people have been reading it. But yesterday, something struck a chord and I felt like, You know what, this is a … Continue reading
There were years that I weighed my spinach. Looking at every gram and sticking it into an app to determine my calorie content. I am not kidding about this. I weighed spinach, carrots, and tomatoes. If the calorie count got too high, I took some out. There was a year that the only thing I … Continue reading
small life, slow life 