Hi there,

Today has prompted me to blog.

I had a plan for my Friday morning– wait until the baby wakes up from her morning nap, get her ready quickly, and go grab some brunch at Alpine Modern Café then run some errands.

Things were going just perfect, Aspen giggled through putting her clothes on and even getting in the car seat was a breeze (and for those with one-year-olds, know that it’s a very rare occasion).

But really, whom am I kidding. Things were going to just escalate the moment I got anywhere near I needed to be.

We got to the café, ordered, and sat down to wait for all the yummy food. I always order baby friendly things, today, I got quinoa porridge bowl with grilled cheese on the side for A. Aspen was preoccupied with the order number thing and I was trying to put a lid on my iced latte.

Food came, yay, Aspen looked around and quickly decided that there was nothing she wanted more but get down and run around. So here I was, hoping that she would be ok sitting on my lap for a minute but no. Okay, so I walked her around the whole coffee shop, we said hello to everyone sitting, some smiled, some looked a bit annoyed. Did I mention that the coffee shop is located in the heart of the college town? Yea, so these snobby college students, looking at me like, “hey girl, contain your child,” and believe me, I am trying, really hard. At some point I wanted to pick up a grilled sandwich piece she threw on the floor and next thing I know, she is gone from my sight. Do you know where she went? Yeap, right behind the counter to hang out with the baristas. So, with a big sigh, I get a to-go box, shove my food there, wishing my husband (or anyone) was there to help me contain her for a minute.

I walk down the road to get to our next spot and you know, it’s Friday, all the college kids are having parties… music, chicks (with their skinny bodies) in swim tops and short shorts walking around, groups of guys rushing to get somewhere. All, looking at me like I am a freaking alien. All I wanted them to know that I am still young, that I used to be skinny too, and that I am sort of a cool person. I am just incredibly tired and hungry ALL THE TIME. That I do want for some to give me a nod of approvance or a compliment on how cute my baby is because she really is.

So I drive home, Aspen screaming the whole way…

But it’s cool, we are home, A ate her lunch, ran around the house a little, and now taking her afternoon nap.

Oh my geeeee, these days are hard, but all in all, I am exactly where I want to be– done with school forever, work from home, and take care of the most precious little girl, my girl.

O