So I know the repetitive "mommy" theme of this blog might be wearing a little thin. Sure, you've got a kid, he's cute as hell, you love him a ton...is that all you got, Hopkins? Truth be told, my life outside of time spent with the little monster is pretty ordinary. For example, today I went to a city commission meeting, I hung out in the community garden at work, I read and wrote a ridiculous amount of e-mails, I made a bunch of phone calls, I missed buying Heck's sweet corn at the Farmer's Market, and then I stayed up entirely too late catching up on blog posts and current events. Saweeeet. (I think I may be borderline grumpy after this long-ass day).
I just wrote in my last post about celebrating the little moments that make the ordinary a little more special, so most of those little moments have been sourced by an 11 month old goofy, toothy grinnin' little boy. His antics and budding personality are far more interesting than the regular stuff that takes up the day-to-day experience. Not that I'm complaining about my day-to-day, I'm just telling it like it is. No one cares if I had a roast beef sandwich for lunch (actually it was ice cream), or if I got a parking ticket when a meeting ran late (no ticket...but I did do a massive curb check in my mother in law's car as I was leaving the bank drive thru...nice), but something about a chubby cheeked little boy that is learning to walk and talk and become a real-life little person seems like a topic with a little more substance. And the fact that I'm in charge of that little person turns this interesting story into a hilarious comedy. Yikes--that's a lot of responsibility for a twenty-something free-spirited Pisces. Hell, that's a big responsibility for any person, period. It might be a little delayed, but I think I might be going through post-I'm now a parent shock. The same thing happened when I got married at the ripe age of 20...it took about a year to sink in, then Holy Crap! I'm married! Now, almost 6 years later, it's Holy Crap! I have a baby! No...wait, he's not a baby anymore! How did that happen?! By some extraordinary twist of fate, my ordinary daily routine of meetings, emails, phone calls from mom, dinner with b, roadtrips on a whim, shopping sprees and travelling with ease got turned upside down and a sweet little baby rocked my world. 11 months later it is sinking in, and all that stuff that once made up my day-to-day doesn't look anything like it used to, and I'm totally ok with that. Not gonna lie, sometimes I miss the good old days of independence and 2am bedtimes by choice, but as my friend Erin recently said, "I don't want to live in the past, just gonna keep on moving forward...", so I'm loving it, embracing a new phase in life and seeing where it takes me. I've always liked to refer to everything as an "adventure" or a "journey," and I may not be climbing mountains or saving the world, but life right now is definitely a new kind of adventure, dominated by a 3 foot tall (what can I say, the kid's gonna be a giant!) little dude. Ok, definitely rambling. Time for bed!
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