I have been meaning to write for about a week, and just as I think I have a quiet moment (now), I am hearing the little groans of a waking Max (we’ll see how long this goes, or whether i’ll need to come back to it in an hour, a day, a week….or even a month! Motherhood is surprisingly busy!
I had meant to reflect on turning 30 (which was a great birthday by the way. Rob and Max went out early in search of cinnamon buns and let momma have a few extra precious hours of sleep!) Then we went for a lovely hike around pink lake (stopping to feed at a random stump part way around the lake). Also, I must apologize to the prisitne wilderness and “friends of Gatineau Park” as since I was trying to feed while swatting mosquitos, I realized once I got home, that I had left one of my pads for breastfeeding at the side of the trail).
I feel extremely fortunate to have turned 30 having accomplished everything and more that I could have imagined. Luckily, I was never one of those people who wrote out a list of what must be done by the big 30, but if I had, I don’t know if half the things that I have been lucky enough to have happen to me would have been on there. I have a beautiful baby boy, I married a very kind, funny and loving husband who puts up with everything I throw at him, I managed to travel around the world and run out of pages in my passport, I have a great job (or definitely good enough…if my travel writing/photpography fantasies had come true, I probably wouldn’t have the wonderful husband that I do, or be able to spend time with my baby boy, let alone enjoy this time off with parental leave). I have a great friends, and a fantastic family, and have made it through a touch B.A at Military College, and a fascinating Master’s degree at Royal Roads. What else could a girl want? Its actually good to remind myself of all these fortunes sometime in my sleep deprived, moody state.
I’m not going to lie and say that there has been a sulky side to me in the last few days, whining about being 20 pounds over my pre-pregnancy weight, and 30 over where I “should” be, the same one reaching for the “instant energy” of lindt chocolates and complaining I don’t have the energy to exercise (we’ve had a few VERY challenging days and nights lately). (insert crying baby here…..the rest of this entry will be written with one hand and likely many spelling mistakes).
Well 2 hours later, with Max asleep again, i’ve lost my train of thought…time to publish, and get back to the exciting realm of laundry and floor cleaning…i may even match long lost socks if he stays asleep long enough!