Motherhood ruined my weekend getaway.

IMG_3025I spent the last weekend in Seattle! My sister and I flew in (very) early Saturday morning and left Monday afternoon. Since I had dropped my son off with my parents the Friday before – it was the longest period of time I have been without my son.

This trip was kind of impulsive. My sister had found super cheap tickets online and without really thinking about it I said yes. To be honest – if I had thought about it too much I probably wouldn’t have went. The funny thing, is I use to be such a spontaneous person! Motherhood has hijacked my brain. How is it that I have experienced skydiving + flown over a dozen times and more since I was 3 years old but only recently I felt fear that my plane could possibly go down in flames? It didn’t of course but I still felt the full force anxiety of what if’s and the guilt that I would leave my child without a mom all because I wanted to get away for the weekend. (unnecessary thoughts? yeah, I know.)

Don’t get me wrong though, despite my anxiety riddled self – I LOVED Seattle! My sister and I ate great food, had lots of laughs, and enjoyed a wonderful Wanderlust festival by a beautiful lake in Issaquah.

IMG_2864.jpgWe went to Pikes Place Public Market which honestly lives up to all the hype. We also went to the aquarium and even rode a Ferris Wheel which we quickly realized was kind of stupid since we’re both afraid of heights.


It was a good time yet I still found myself missing my little boy every time I saw a family with kids or even when I didn’t see a family with kids. lol. Yes, all the time. My toddler drives me nuts and yet 3 days away from him was definitely 3 days too long.
I was probably being slightly annoying about it but I honestly could not help it. It also got me to thinking a lot about how much I have changed. I’m guessing I still have to find the happy medium between being my carefree self and being a zero risk taking mother. Does it kind of suck that I will probably never do anything ‘risky’ like skydive again? Yeah, maybe a little bit but Motherhood is definitely an adventure all in its own.

On a positive note, I did realize that it’s okay to go and do things that are just for me! It is definitely not selfish and probably does a lot of good in helping me balance everything I have on my plate. I’m still working on the ridiculous thoughts that pop into my head but I’m hoping those are quieted over time. ( …but I also wouldn’t doubt that they grow exponentially when I have another baby. -_-)


Anyway the take away from all this!
If you’re not a parent yet… do all the crazy s#!t now! lol. jk. kind of. 🙂


Baking cookies with your kid is not an insult. /tips on baking with your crazy kid

As a young adult pre motherhood I would always hear snarky comments about moms. I don’t know exactly where I got this idea implanted in my head but somewhere I picked up the whole “Sorry I don’t stay home with my kids and bake all day” mentality… as if staying home and doing something with your kids was actually a bad thing. …ok what?

I think it’s kind of weird that there’s this whole societal view that pits non traditional motherhood and neo traditional motherhood against each other. As a working mother, fulltime student, and mom that at the  least attempt to engage my child in more than just Netflix ( which don’t get me wrong is totally great and gives me a much needed break! ) I don’t understand how society as a whole doesn’t get that these aspects of motherhood actually co exist. I know SO MANY great mamas with fulfilling careers and who are amazing mothers and I also know mamas who stay home and they are just as amazing. One is not better than the other. We all do what works for our lives while raising happy and healthy children.  Some days I totally manage to plan a park trip, art/learning activates, and can read an endless number of books to CJ and other days? Other days my child is sitting in front of the TV watching his 300th egg surprise video. It’s totally normal.

-anyway, that being said I decided to bake cookies from scratch with my toddler for the first time the other day. Now my child is a wild child. He is very high energy and you would think that a bowl of flour + an active 2 year old would equal disaster but to my surprise and to the benefit of my dining table carpet, it all worked out.
I am always amazed at how his development progresses. We followed a recipe step by step and my child helped with small steps like pouring the sugar and flour into the mixing bowl after I measured the ingredients. I think the following makes for a smooth baking experience.

1. Have everything measured out and in small bowls/cups/containers that they can pour into a large mixing bowl.
2. Let them help mix! I let him help hold the hand mixer and held his other hand to prevent curious fingers from getting into the bowl.
3. Explain what you’re doing while you did it to keep them engaged.
4. Give short and simple directions.
5. Move quickly through the steps so they don’t get too bored.
6. Have fun with it! My boy stuck his hands in the flour while it was sitting on the table and instead of stressing about him making a mess I let him explore a little bit. That’s what vacuums are for.

We made the dough right before nap time allowing the dough to chill for the two hours it needed so when he woke up it was ready for our cookie cutters! It was kind of difficult for him to work the cookie cutters so I gave him part of the dough to work and one cookie cutter while I did the rest. While I cut out the animals he had fun naming the animals and telling me what sounds they made. All in all it was a successful activity but I think he may have enjoyed eating the cookies rather than making them.

Well, it’s nearing the end of my semester at ASU so we might not get to bake for a while. I guess we’re back to the egg surprise videos… Life’s about balance right? 😉