There are days that motherhood for me is literally just a walk in the park... its all one hundred percent fun and games. Listening to French music with my girl. Sculpting Play do. Running around the kitchen playing tag. Enjoying a civilized sit down meal. Day trips. Shopping for ballerina pj's. Adventures.
On these days I can not remember for the life of me why we don't have more children and what would I possibly have to ever complain about as a mom to a Toddler.
This morning was a case in point. I woke up at 5:20 a.m., well rested and ready to visit the gym (a rare treat). By 7:00 a.m. I was sipping a mug of coffee and surfing the net, my girl still asleep. Bliss.
By 9:00 am the UrbanToddler and I were headed towards the beaches of Half Moon Bay, to escape the hundred degree heatwave we are having and also to take in the coming of Fall in that area, where all the farms along the way are adorned with the most beautiful pumpkins you have ever seen.
The morning drive through highway 92 was gorgeous. The UrbanToddler and I were singing along to Neil Young and had gone through most of the curvy road, when I suddenly heard an unfamiliar, unsavoury sound from the back seat. I quickly glanced backwards, and saw a very shocked little girl who had succumbed to car sickness.
It seemed far too long until I found a spot to pull off the road. And then with the help of the big beach towel and a change of clothing I was able to give some semblance of order to the situation at hand. Projectile vomiting is a messy messy business, but looking into my girl's worried face, I told her that everything was just fine, and that we are almost at the beach.
Amazingly, we still enjoyed a lovely time at the beach, playing in the sand and the waves, watching the surfers, and taking in the misty ocean air.
And on the way back we still stopped by a farm to stock up on a lovely assortment of pumpkins, which have brought autumn to our door step.
But there was still the matter of clean up of a car, a car seat, a birdie, and a Toddler, which has taken all afternoon... Furthermore, since my girl had to watch over her birdie being washed in the washing machine, we also kissed our afternoon nap time goodbye...
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