When I started this little ol’ blog, I knew the hard part would be keeping it going. I’m really good at starting projects… but finishing them? That’s a whole other story.
I’ve been thinking a lot about people lately. No, too broad. I’ve been thinking a lot about strangers recently. Yes, strangers. There’s something about a random interaction with a stranger that can sometimes light up my day.
Take the lady at the Dry Cleaners last week. I was cracking up at the fact that she was in a down coat, and a summer dress. I was jealous of the down coat because I left any sort of cardigan of mine at home… and was left in a sundress.
Or, my the woman who cuts my hair. I ADORE her. I see her once, maybe twice a year. But it feels like we’re old pals.
We had just gotten back from Utah when Shan and Derek invited us to play on the Olympic Peninsula the following weekend. It took us, oh, 15 seconds to say yes.
Got to ski on my birthday and take another little family trip. My gratitude at this point is overflowing and sometimes overwhelming… there’s just so much to be grateful for right now. And then I juxtapose that with everything in the news this week and it’s too much to take at times. Insert some sort of emoji here.
The day before we left, I was feeling a little exhausted just thinking about traveling or taking a long car ride. But I always take that back as soon as we hit the road. On weekend trips, it’s all good and easy and simple. I get to talk to Sean for an extended period of time (this time, he substituted as my business law professor and got me up to date on contracts — yeeeeah). I spend quality time with W in between his naps in the backseat. And I unplug a little bit (being in Canada helped).
Getting away really does feel like getting away from the hustle and bustle. Here are some recent pics of baby time, birthday treats, extended family, work events, and the Whistler trip.
February and March have been big “transition” months for our family… going back to work is the biggest transition, I suppose. We started the nannyshare, took a couple trips, and are adjusting to the new schedule.
I wrote about courage in November… about how I had been witnessing a lot of it among the people I love and admire. I was wondering what we were all going to do post-election. I was seeing people step up in different ways. I wasn’t sure what my next “courageous venture” might be… I just knew that being a new mom meant I had to be brave every day.
Well, the venture showed up.
We went back to Leavenworth — this time with Seattle friends we’ve known for a long time. Law school buddies of Sean’s, their spouses, and their kids: all boys, all under the age of five. William was the youngest.
I don’t think I’m alone when I say that becoming a parent makes you think a lot about your own childhood. Things you liked, things you didn’t like, things you want to recreate for your own child.
First day back to work was a success. I loved being there… using my brain; leaving a room without worrying about a little baby; going out for lunch with my boss; giving feedback in meetings… it all felt good. Plus it was so easy (blissful even) to leave W with his grandparents all day.