Now that I'm the parent, it's all different. School is awesome. It's my break from having two kids at home and it tires out the toddler, which is priceless. Ever since I saw that the last day of school was today, I've been repressing my anguish.
Today was my last day of having just the baby with me until September, so I decided to live it up (cicadas be damned!) and meet a friend for a stroller run. Normally when I do this, I get to the meeting spot early so I can feed Cordelia before we start. I was delayed by construction so I had to hurry through trying to feed her (she wasn't too interested anyway). We started running and for a mile or so, everything was wonderful.
Cordelia started to cry, which wasn't shocking, but she wasn't calming down and I had a suspicion that she wasn't going to doze off in the stroller because she was hungry. The pacifier wasn't cutting it, so we decided to turn into a neighborhood and look for a playground with benches. Of course I didn't have my nursing cover with me, but I had the rain shield for the stroller so I figured I could MacGyver a solution. I found a bench and pulled the screaming baby from the stroller and my running buddy kept running laps around the neighborhood while she waited because she's hardcore like that. I got the baby situated and looked up to see an old lady sitting on her porch giving me the stink eye and she continued to stare at me the whole time. I sat there, dripping sweat on my baby as she ate, and gave the old lady some serious bitch face in return.
If I can't nurse without a cover on a random bench in a neighborhood where I don't live, what is the world coming to??
Cordelia passed out as soon as we started running again, so then I only had to worry about the cicadas trying to jump on me as I ran by and making up the hills without bursting a lung. I finished up the run with a little over 6 miles and I was drenched in sweat from the humidity. Maryland summers are not kind and this one is tricky because we didn't really have a spring since it was so cool. On my drive home, I was blasting the AC and listening to awful music when a bird flew into my car.
I thought that maybe I was wrong and I had missed it, but when I got home I found feathers stuck to my bumper so I'm pretty sure I'm a bird murderer. I'm going to add that to my list of things I've run over (which includes a turtle and a skink). At least the only witness to my crime is too young to talk.
|Your secret is safe with me|
I don't think the reality of school being out for the summer will set in until next week when we don't have anywhere to go on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. I have activities lined up, but some of them don't start until July and until then I'm just stuck with the crazy toddler and the baby all day every day. I think we'll be OK because we always seem to find amusing things to do.
What was your favorite summer activity as a kid? I loved activity camps like dance camp and horse camp!
Have you ever killed something with your car?