There were missed deadlines. Lots of flights and late bed times. Family gatherings. Dancing (if you can qualify our erratic movements as such). There were hamburgers, chips, and watermelon. Mouthfuls of salty water. Tiny feet splashing in waves. And wine. Plenty of wine. We lived this summer. So much so, I think our new neighbors thought this was our winter home, which is funny because we live in Minnesota. You don’t dare leave the state come summer. TSA enforced.
All this living comes after a long 2-years of hibernation. That’s when Hallie arrived. We learned quickly that life revolved around nap-time and lunch and nap-time and bedtime. A missed or late anything would cause a major chasm, an earthquake, an irreparable tear in our schedule. So we hunkered down in a tiny apartment that soaked in the heavy, afternoon, western rays with one window unit and a multi-box fan configuration that might just make an engineer smile. Or not. Hal’s monitor still read 88 degrees many nights come bedtime.
I was (and still am) a total first-time mom. Green as they come. And ignorant too. I was the best mom until I became one. And then I made it my mission to tell every new mom how hard and crazy-making parenting is. Just in case they felt a little (or a lot) crazy inside too. Because all those feeds with happy smiling babies, dressed in something besides jammies, eating burritos at 4 months, well, that wasn’t our experience. Hal cut 2 teeth every 5 weeks from 6-14 months. We felt every tooth, all night. So we hunkered down.
She’s a happy little duck now. Even the two-year molars haven’t phased that mighty girl. So we lived this summer. So much. And missed deadlines. And ate too many chips. And went to bed late. Because hibernation is officially over. Until next time.
I may be green when it comes to parenting, but I’ve been around the cobbler block. This Stone Fruit Cobbler recipe wont win a beauty contest straight out of the oven, but it will win over the hearts of all. The crust is a cross between cobbler dough and drop biscuits. It comes together fast, with plenty of fruit, and in between your hands. See the full recipe on the Kerrygold Blog.