“I am your parent, you are my child. I am your quiet place, you are my wild.” – Maryann K Cusimano
As a child myself, I never truly liked parks. I was an odd child, to say the least. I loved being home and playing “office.” I wanted to go to the park when no other children were around so my dad and I could practice soccer. Now, twenty-something years later you have me googling “best parks around me” to take my one-year old to.
Being a working mom who is out of the house for 11+ hours of the day, I almost aleays try to overcompensate when I do have time with my child. I definitely try not to go overboard with the material things because hey, who wants a bratty teenager asking me for a luxury car, right? With that in mind, however I do still want to give him a childhood for the books.
If you’re in California, you know that the craze right now in the garden world are succulents. This is mainly due to the drought that California is experiencing. In order to help the cause, instead of picking out regular flowers, I decided to pick up some succulents. My plan was to transfer these succulents I got from Ralph’s and put them into a cute terrarium and I would watch them grow and they would be aesthetically pleasing, yada yada yada.
Had I been a good blogger and kept up with this blog last year, I would have been able to document all of my DIY madness that led up to a very eventful first birthday party for my little one. But, since I wasn’t.. I will have to recap it all in this one post.
Let’s go back about six years, back then my husband (then boyfriend) and I would spend a lot of time at Disneyland since we were annual pass holders and well we really did not have a care in the world (other than college). Fast forward to this weekend when we finally returned to “the happiest place on earth,” but this time with our little one. Special thanks to our family friend who gifted Nick with Park Hopper passes for his adults as a birthday present.
After my last post, I think it’s only fair to mention that while I certainly have those 12+ hour work days, there’s also the random days I get to come home relatively early and spend the better part of my day with my family. I say “relatively,” because after all, it’s all relative, right?
Let’s just say that everything was a blur for me this past week from Tuesday to Friday. Just when I thought I had caught up with everything I had, boom … There I was again drowning in paperwork, hearings here, hearings there, clients calling, blah blah blah. Bottom line: I had a tough week!
Hello! Today I’m bringing you a little #ThrowbackThursday story, more specifically my labor & birth story. I cannot believe it’s been over a year & I am definitely glad I wrote it out last year when a lot of the details were still fresh in my mind. As I edited this I found myself remembering some details I had forgotten & it made me smile. This is one of the reasons behind my decision to start this blog, to be honest I’m not sure how many people will find my life interesting or even read some of my posts but at the end of the day I will have some sweet memories documented for my son. But that’s enough chit-chat, on to the story. P.S. I won’t totally hate you if you don’t read all of it, I know it’s long lol.
My husband and I went to a wedding this past weekend, sans child. I have to confess, it was amazing dressing up and being able to enjoy a nice [quiet] brunch. It was all great until one of the grooms had his dance with his mom, and the song included lyrics such as: “Mama, you taught me to do the right things. So, now you have to let your baby fly.” Cue the waterworks! Next, it was the other groom’s turn to dance with his mom. Their song was Vanessa Carlton’s “Thousand Miles” and while in and of itself the song is not too sentimental, the moment was filled with wonderful emotions when his mom shyly walked to the dance floor and he said “Come on mom, it’s our song.” In that moment I though, I can only hope that my son and I have such a great relationship that we have “a song,” that we share a connection. My husband didn’t understand why I was crying or why I was even thinking about our one year old’s [distant] future wedding. But I couldn’t help it. Time is flying, I wish I could hold time still. This past year went by in the blink of an eye.
This is the part where I use what I said above to excuse my absence from the blog. But truly my only excuse is … Life happened. Nick (remember in the last entry when I said I didn’t know what he would go by? Well, he answers more to Nick than Nico now.) is now a one year-old toddler. He started walking at 10 months and has about 5 teeth. When he was six months we bought a new home so he already experienced his first move. Thankfully, he can barely remember our old hut so the move was like nothing to him. We absolutely love our new neighborhood and the town sometimes makes me feel like I live in Stars Hollow, minus the nosy neighbors. I’m still a working mom. And … I think that’s all the updating needed for now.
More than anything, I really want to document my adventures with Nico for him; but I would also love to hear about your adventures along the way. Follow me on social media for daily updates :).