I’m on vacation with my kids, honey, mom and brother in the mountains. I have limited internet access, so it may be a bit quiet here this week. But keep checking. You never know what’s going to pop out of this blog-obsessed head of mine.
So far I’ve had one sleepless night, one sleepful day and a whole lot of crankiness on my part that scares me because it makes me think my period is coming back. That is not allowed. Not yet anyway, please!
Going on vacation with a newborn and a three-year-old is weird. There isn’t much to do. I’d like to go on a little hike, but I’m not even sure if I should, being still in my last official post-partum week. We’ll go to a lake that has a fake beach nearby. There’s a playground down the street. It is just weird. Having kids changes your life and it really changes your vacations. I can’t wait for them to be big enough to do more adventury stuff like hiking and rafting and biking. I’ll do my best to be zen and enjoy throwing rocks into streams with them now.
Peace out, folks.