This to that

Next week Lily and I are making our first solo-flying trip to sunny Los Angeles to visit Jen, my college roomy and soul sista. When Lily was only a few weeks old Jen made the same journey with her adorable daughter, Jayden. I know after just giving birth my body was at a hormone peak, but watching her daughter hold Lily and sing her the ABC’s made my eyes swell with tears. It was one of those special life moments I will cherish.

Prior to trips I can get a bit anxious with my many lists for preparations. Traveling with a child is CRAZY! As parents we have to make sure we have so many items to care for our children when we leave our house for a quick trip to the mall or zoo. Take that diaper bag and multiply it by 100 for a vacation. Usually I can rely on Mike to carry the heavy bags or extra books and toys in his backpack…so this trip has me a bit frazzled.

Yesterday I had so many things to get checked off my list preparing for next week and the only thing I accomplished was being able to congratulate our winner for the Emily Ley giveaway. Lily had another plan. My child has been through the ringer the last week and a half battling teething, her first ear infection and HFMD.

The day started with showing Mike how she takes these precious first steps when bribing her with my shiny lap top {an act I totally regret as she now goes crazy if she can’t play with it #parentingfail). Somewhere between those cute baby steps and the afternoon it went all down hill. She became Jekyll and Hyde. Giggling, dancing and pointing to Cookie Monster turned into tears, screaming and thrashing her tiny arms around.

At thirteen months and a small vocabulary of Da Da, Ma Ma, Dat, Oooky (I think this is Cookie Monster) and Na Na Na (says this when she is hungry) it makes it impossible to know what is wrong with her when she is having a crazy demonic take over.

Time passed and she began to tug on her ear and grab at her mouth…my conclusion is that more teeth and maybe her ear infection are coming back. So I did what any awesome mother would do and take my camera out and document this “special” life moment that I can share with her in 20 years.

Worn out, I laid out on the living room rug and began to muse over how easily life can go from this to that. This sweet child to that demonic baby. This once organized house became that messy house that I vowed I would never have (and that vow was made as a naïve un-married, young woman with no kids). This once young trendy woman morphed to that mom who throws up her wet hair, wears no make-up and lives in leggings and sports bras. This once size four body hit that outrageously high number on the scale I never thought I would see.

But I will take this over that any day.

This demonic child over that child who has a terminal illness. This dirty house over that one that burned down in the Colorado fires. This disheveled hair do and relaxed wardrobe to that old suit and uncomfortable heels. This larger body to that one that was taken in the tragic Colorado shootings.

I hope this teething and tantrum phase fades away soon and if it doesn’t, than that is okay.

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  1. Caitlin commented:
    August 2, 2012 Reply

    Loved this! Very clever and SO true!!!!!!!!

  2. Kimberly Romano commented:
    August 2, 2012 Reply

    so true…hope she feels better soon and your travel anxiety subsides!

    • Amy Romano commented:
      August 3, 2012 Reply

      Thanks Kim! Well we know today wasn’t any better…let’s say a prayer that she gets a break tomorrow!

  3. mckay commented:
    August 3, 2012 Reply

    what a great post. love you guys!

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