Virginia to California

I've been flying back home to California for years now. Through trial & error I've become a seasoned flyer. I've been able to help my son become an old pro like his Mom. I'm heading back home in 3 weeks w/ my now 2 year old. The #1 rule is to give yourself plenty of time. My little man walks EVERYWHERE! From the long term parking lot to the airport gate. In the beginning I tended to carry him (Ergo carrier rocks!) or push him in my stroller and because I was always rushing and inevitably stressed; that state of mind distracted me from paying attention to what he really needed or wanted.

So now he walks alongside me and pulls his little blue “Diego” backpack on wheels. It feels like forever but it’s so worth it, when I don't hear a peep out of him on the entire 5 1/2 hour flight. Between his carry on and mine. I pack tons of goldfish, pretzels, lollipops, popcorn, fruit and juice. He loves to open his own back pack and take out what he wants. I also bring his favorite books, a coloring book and crayons. His DVD player and a new DVD (besides his favorites) my Ipod Touch is stocked with episodes of everything from Super Why to Max and Ruby. The Ipod touch also has awesome toddler games that he loves! He’s dressed in comfortable layers and when’s he is finally ready for his nap, mommy pulls out his favorite blanket and stuffed animal.

I blinked

It's happening exactly the way I envisioned it. When my son was born I held him constantly. Against the advice of my mother and husband who insisted I needed my rest from the c-section surgery and a couple of other minor complications. I couldn't resist, I was completely in love. The slightest movement or sound captivated me. During my sleep deprived days and nights I stared, and cuddled and kissed my little boy. Enjoying every second of it, because I knew how short-lived those would become. My baby turned 2 years old yesterday and I swear it seems like only months ago my son was a helpless infant. Now he can unlock my ipod, turn on the t.v., crawl into the backseat of my car and sit himself in his carseat. I'm in awe of him every day, and I find myself treasuring every minute, knowing that time will elude me again and my little boy will be a man.

My favorite time..

My husband has been asleep for over 2 hours now, so has my son. It's my favorite time. I'm alone with my thoughts. Free to polish my toes or check my facebook page without being interrupted. My son isn't asking for his fifth piece of string cheese and my better half isn't wondering out loud if I had time to pay the Amex bill. Ahhh... the stress just melts away.



-Mexiyorki