Tuesday, April 29, 2008

it doesn't get much better than this...

Hanging out on the patio, watching the ocean waves roll onto the beach; laughing and playing by the pool; and eating really great food - constantly! What more could we have asked for? It was the perfect vacation.


But vacations are really different now. I've had several people comment to me since my return saying things like "oh... you're not too tanned this time..." And all I can say is, vacations are really different now. Gone are the days where hubby and I could lazily lounge on the beach, soaking in the rays for hours on end. Gone are the days where I would sit by the pool and read a book from cover to cover. Gone are the days when sleeping in until noon while on vacay was routine because we'd been up drinking the night before.

This time around, our days were filled with splashing in the pool, making sand mountains on the beach, climbing up and down stairs constantly (seriously K has an obsession with steps these days!) and riding the trolley train around the resort at least once a day!

I didn't even bring a book much less a magazine! There was no lying out in the sun perfecting my vacation tan. Nor was there any sleeping in. We were up at sunrise, all three of us strolling out onto the beach in our PJ's and catching the sun as it rose over the ocean - breathtaking!

At 15 months old, K has grown into such a little charmer. Her little babbles, waves and dancing charmed almost everyone we met there. I know I'm probably biased here, but she was just too cute for words. All the waiters, waitresses and entertainment staff at the resort, and including all the kids at the pool knew Kayla's name by the end of the trip. We were pretty proud parents.

Bye, bye Punta Cana, you'll be well missed!

Monday, April 14, 2008

the little moments

Being a mom and a working full-time has it's ups and downs. Anyone in the same situation understands what I mean. This afternoon, I realized how much I had missed the little moments. I had the afternoon off today to take my babe for her 15 month check-up. Afterwards we stopped off at the mall to run some last minute errands for our trip.

Usually mall trips are hurried and not much fun anymore (oh, I'm so sad to say this but one of my fave pastimes has become a chore). Going shopping with a toddler on a weekend is NOT fun! But when the mall is empty, it's like a different little girl has taken over. K toddles around the mall, waving at people, peeking into stores and presses her little hands against the windows. It's too adorable for words. I was kicking myself for not bringing the camera with me.

Then I think, oh my goodness, I'm missing these moments. My mom tells me this is how she acts when they go out on the weekdays together. I guess I never see it because the weekends are always so full of people that it overwhelms and frightens my babe. Hey, big crowds of people and lineups galore are pretty scary, even to me sometimes!

But the joy in her face, the happiness in her steps was so evident this afternoon. She was having a blast just walking; sometimes holding my hand, sometimes running ahead. We stayed at the mall for an hour just walking around because I didn't want the moment to end. I loved it so.

And later this afternoon, we took Kobe out for a real walk around the neighbourhood for the very first time (just the three of us). Of course Kobe didn't understand how to walk with a little person who only took 1 step per minute or so. He was so excited to be out with us, he kept pulling at the leash and wanting to charge forward.

It was a beautiful day filled with many little moments. I wish there were many more.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

goofing around


Kayla turned 15 months old on Friday. I cannot believe how much time is whizzing by. As each day, week, month passes, her personality is really starting to shine through. She's a wacky, silly girl. This morning I found her wondering around our hallways pretending to be a highchair! How crazy is that?!

Monday, April 07, 2008

sunday night fever

K had her first fever yesterday. I know, many of you moms are thinking, "Wow, first fever after 14 months, count yourself lucky" but it was pretty hard on me. Never having gone through it before, I was a little unprepared. I wasn't even certain what temperature constituted a high fever to begin with!

And to top it off, I had to leave her at the peak of her discomfort. I was already committed to a bachelorette party for my future sister-in-law. I felt like a terrible mother! After giving her a dose of Tempra, I had to leave her in hubby's care, screaming and crying. I thought about her the whole night; how could I not?

But in the end she was fine. Kids are pretty resilient, aren't they? But that doesn't really relive the guilt or the worry, does it?

When I returned home, hubby reported that her fever had broke by 8:00pm and she went to bed without a hitch. She was completely asleep when I went to check on her (several times) when I returned.

As a mother, you can never escape the guilt, the concerns. But the joys make all the worrisome nights worthwhile.