- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramIn the home stretch of our last day of summer vacation before I go back to (part-time 🙌💃) work next week. Because Henry (and I- Etta is a love nugget who chills wherever) are both crazies who need more freedom than our little space allows, we have made it out every single scorching day to explore this city. It’s been hard and good and here’s what I’ve learned to survive hours out with two tiny people, primarily on foot: 1. Do not fear the heat and humidity. They are your allies, as they are akin to the womb and will knock your baby out so hard for the longest and best of stroller naps, before doing the same to your toddler when you arrive home. 2. You can’t control toddler emotions. You can purchase iced beverages and pretend like you have it together. 3. Bring enough snacks to constitute lunch. Start doling then our around 10am, progressive tapas style. This helps moods stay positive, and means your toddler does not need lunch upon getting home and can be hurled into Nap Land STAT. 4. Embrace any and all water. Splash pad, pool, puddle, neglected garden hose- ALL ARE GIFT. 5. Throw a big bag in the stroller. You start the day with a tidy diaper bag that contains multitudes, but when everyone is melting down and you have to break down the stroller, stow it in the car, get the baby in the carrier, store the scooter, climb the many steps, and get all the thousand things you tossed in the bottom of the stroller in- this is no time for order. 6. Just get the aerosol sunscreen. And the packaged veggie pouches. And the cheese sticks. Decide that you have nothing to prove and don’t waste time trying. 7. Leave early. Leave now. Don’t think- just GET OUT. 8. Remind yourself that the hard and the hauling and the sweating and the intense toddler negotiations all over this city are preferable to the same ordeals...condensed in a small apartment. And the hard parts fade in memory and only the good remains. #iamthiskindofmomIf you have a Henry, I hope you get an Etta. A baby to show you how much easier and quieter and calmer it can be. A baby willing to fill all the spare places and moments with sweetness and steady grace. And if you have an Etta, I pray you get a Henry. Not just to humble you, but to push you further than you ever thought you could go every single day. Love this duo.
Monthly Archives: March 2011
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