kona, hi with a big baby bump and a bee

(originally posted March 10, 2014)

the last time my belly reached these proportions, we found ourselves enjoying the most luxurious of all vacations on the amalfi coast. we were certain that this was the last vacation of our lives. and in a way, it was. we now have a little bit more responsibility, a bit more weighing on our minds, and a little nugget of energy to entertain.

so lucky are we portlanders to be a direct flight away from the paradise of hawaii. it was the perfect prescription to a portland february.

there were flamingos, dolphins, and waterslides at the hilton waikoloa. it was a kiddie-paradise and the closest bee has come to disneyland. it was too much. so we headed north to...

there were flamingos, dolphins, and waterslides at the hilton waikoloa. it was a kiddie-paradise and the closest bee has come to disneyland. it was too much. so we headed north to…

mauna lani, where we found a retreat the whole family could enjoy. still had a pool and beach for bee without the chaos that you'd expect to find in the mega-resorts catering to kids.

mauna lani, where we found a retreat the whole family could enjoy. still had a pool and beach for bee without the chaos that you’d expect to find in the mega-resorts catering to kids.

bee and i had a wonderful rhythm to each day starting with a nature hike in the adjacent waipuhi and hopeaia fishponds while daddy braved the hot highway pavement clocking mileage like a true athlete.

bee and i had a wonderful rhythm to each day starting with a nature hike in the adjacent waipuhi and hopeaia fishponds while daddy braved the hot highway pavement clocking mileage like a true athlete.

we're athletes, too. we walked and we stretched.

we’re athletes, too. we walked and we stretched.

and we'd snack break to watch the fishies jump.

and we’d snack break to watch the fishies jump.

then it was serious sand time. i never got a picture of her smiling on the beach, because she was far too busy with very important tasks to be bothered with smiles.

then it was serious sand time. i never got a picture of her smiling on the beach, because she was far too busy with very important tasks to be bothered with smiles.

post-afternoon nap, we'd slather bee in sunscreen (a new favorite activity of hers) and head to the pool with hopes that bee hadn't slept through the afternoon popsicle hand-out. she made a new best-friend, stella, who taught her how to play make-believe and lose at a bunch of games.

post-afternoon nap, we’d slather bee in sunscreen (a new favorite activity of hers) and head to the pool with hopes that bee hadn’t slept through the afternoon popsicle hand-out. she made a new best-friend, stella, who taught her how to play make-believe and lose at a bunch of games.

the valets let bee feed the koi a couple times.

the valets let bee feed the koi a couple times.

dining with a toddler is so easy when this is your view. we absolutely loved the canoehouse on the mauna lani property. not cheap, but nothing seems to be when you're surrounded by resorts. storing yogurts and pb+j supplies in our room made us feel a bit less bad about the cost of dinners.

dining with a toddler is so easy when this is your view. we absolutely loved the canoehouse on the mauna lani property. not cheap, but nothing seems to be when you’re surrounded by resorts. storing yogurts and pb+j supplies in our room made us feel a bit less bad about the cost of dinners.

i was thrilled to see some healthy kids options on the canoehouse menu. not-so-much can be said for the rest of our outings. maybe she was having a growth spurt or all the play burned excessive calories, but i've never seen this girl chow down so much food in her life. we also discovered that bee loves poke from da poke shack (rated the top restaurant in america by yelp reviewers).

i was thrilled to see some healthy kids options on the canoehouse menu. not-so-much can be said for the rest of our outings. maybe she was having a growth spurt or all the play burned excessive calories, but i’ve never seen this girl chow down so much food in her life. we also discovered that bee loves poke from da poke shack (rated the top restaurant in america by yelp reviewers).

our second favorite dining spot was the lava lava beach club. probably bee's number one choice, for obvious reasons.

our second favorite dining spot was the lava lava beach club. probably bee’s number one choice, for obvious reasons.

her first hula lesson. mesmerized, but not sure how to contribute.

her first hula lesson. mesmerized, but not sure how to contribute.

the days filled with sun, sand, nature hikes, shelling, swimming, and chicken nuggets exhausted her. a nice postprandial brother cuddle.

the days filled with sun, sand, nature hikes, shelling, swimming, and chicken nuggets exhausted her. a nice postprandial brother cuddle.

new words mastered during this trip include pool, hi, and tiki(!!!)

new words mastered during this trip include pool, hi, and tiki(!!!)

lighting of the tikis was our nightly cue that bee's day was over and it was time to put her to bed in her crib in the bathroom. she loved her room and the little crib they had there. possibly even more than her own at home.

lighting of the tikis was our nightly cue that bee’s day was over and it was time to put her to bed in her crib in the bathroom. she loved her room and the little crib they had there. possibly even more than her own at home.

nightly music and hula dancing on our way to bed.

nightly music and hula dancing on our way to bed.

she's truly never been happier in her little life. and dad and i were pretty darn happy, too. looks like we're not done vacationing after all.

she’s truly never been happier in her little life. and dad and i were pretty darn happy, too. looks like we’re not done vacationing after all.

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home video: kona, hawaii

March 5, 2014

our little bee can now add hula dancing and pool jumper to her college application. every time we told her to jump in, she’d try to jump by bending her knees on the edge of the pool, followed by just stepping in.

i was far too busy doing nothing to remember to take enough pictures, but i did manage to capture these beauties for our first little home video. and while we’re thinking about her resume, might as well add sand-eater, too.

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puddling lately

February 21, 2014

bee’s recipe for an ideal day, leading to a peaceful evening and a restful night for mama:

  • no less than two doses of outside time which can include a walk, a search for those helicopter things (bee calls them ‘seeds’) that you can throw and spin around in the backyard, puddle stomping, or playground play
  • physical activity in the form of the above or dancing in a big open space like our basement or the grocery store
  • protein-filled snacks like hummus and cheeses
  • friends – be it a play date, kiddie event, or a chance encounter with neighborhood kids (bee calls them ‘babies’ despite the fact that they are all quite older than her)

if we miss any of these things, there’s a chorus to our evenings of ‘mama, mimi, mommy’ with arms outreached and legs collapsing underneath. and if we fill our day with too many stimulating experiences, the chorus is amplified. the simpler the day, the better. so basically, i cannot wait for the sun to come back.

life lately has been all muck and no sunshine. and yet, bee still insists on at least twice-daily adventures in fresh air. one of her first words to master was ‘go’ and it is the mantra for our days, rainy or not. if she merely sees the great outdoors, she wants to go to there. but a recent discovery of puddles means we don’t have to leave the backyard. an hour or more can be spent examining the lack of proper drainage on our pavers.

i’ve also gotten in the habit of walking bee to sleep in the afternoon, which is not necessarily enjoyable for me now that my belly is protruding in the front nearly as much as bee on my back. then add a downpour and the fact that i can only find a child-size umbrella, and it makes for a particularly wet situation. still hasn’t held us back though. the fear of her skipping a nap or crying is much greater than the fear of lower back pain these days.

because crying. eye puddles, man. they have been coming to me more often than my life calls for. particularly moving ice dance in sochi? puddle. athlete falls down during ski cross race? puddle. realizing i accidentally deleted a year’s worth of iphone videos and cannot complete my family movie montage? big puddle. is it the time of year? pregnancy hormones? the insomnia i’ve had for days? probably option d. all of the above.

but oh yes, we are leaving for kona on sunday. so i expect these puddles will all dry up.

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oh ya, that fancy gold-sequined collar? we were playing dress up with bee's tutus and headbands right before the little ones spotted the pool in the backyard.

oh ya, that fancy gold-sequined collar? we were playing dress up with bee’s tutus and headbands right before the little ones spotted the pool in the backyard.

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someone loves to put her hair in a ponytail - even though there is hardly enough hair to call it that.

someone loves to put her hair in a ponytail – even though there is hardly enough hair to call it that.

10 things nobody told me about the second pregnancy

January 13, 2014

1. the importance of easy-to-remove winter shoes

tell me, do these even exist? because turns out they are a necessity that i have yet to embrace. remember how hard it was to tie your shoes toward the end of the first pregnancy? and then remember how impossible it is to carry a sleeping baby from her happy sleepy slumber in the car to her crib on the second floor while keeping the floor clean? combine the two now. impossible.

if you’ve managed to turn off the rockabye baby pandora station, haul in two loads of groceries, let the dog outside so she doesn’t bark or do that horrendous collar scritch-scratch ‘i’m going to wake up the baby with fun jingling sounds because i can’, and then slide baby out – ever – so – very – gently without waking her, you’ll already be patting yourself on the back. but then, flash forward to: you’re at the door and realize there is mud all over your paige tall frye boots. is it worth the labor of busting out the mop for the wooden stairs and putting the baby at risk of toxic chemical fumes from the resolve triple oxi advanced carpet stain remover you’ll have to use? no, you decide. so you bend over, grab your ankle. baby’s head thrashes back. you hop several times. that’s soothing to the baby, right? you finally walk over to the couch even though it means a few steps on your white living room rug (because that was ever a good idea) and sit down. baby immediately starts crying. no longer in motion, she knows she must be in great danger. baby opens eyes; sees toys still scattered about the living room because you don’t bother to pick them up before a quick errand to fred meyer that turned into a two-hour let baby roam the toy, baby clothes, and beer (this i surprisingly find to be the safest of the grocery sections for a toddler who refuses to sit in a shopping cart like every single other good toddler i see in the store – nothing’s reachable) aisles while you check your pinterest for machine-washable stylish winter sweaters because spit up and your closet full of cashmere, it turns out, do not mix; and she’s ready to play.

so, baby’s up. a 10-minute nap seems to have done the trick until about three hours later when it’s too late for a second nap and too soon for bed-time and you are left with a monster for two more hours, including dinner-prep time. so it’s time to call husband and order him pick up pizza, again. because life is just too hard to bear. and those ever-so-well-intentioned collard greens, kale, and chioggia beets will spend yet another day in the fridge…probably to their demise.

so, not to go on complaining too much about my leather boot collection (i know, fwp), but there must be another way. tell me if you’ve found it. i refuse to sit in the car listening to hours of kiddie music just so bee can finish her sleeps uninterrupted. and if i can use this to justify a shoe purchase, well then, i will.

and on a totally unrelated note, this is a series i like to call, ‘torture’.

oh ya, and if you’re counting, that was only one. bee woke up. so it goes.

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so close she can taste it

so close she can taste it

veggies veggies veggies: baby-friendly salad

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latest and greatest: green smoothie

sixteen months young

January 3, 2014

today marks 16 months in bee’s little life.

new loves :: sleeping in past 5am. horray! // playing dress up. ribbons, mouse ears, tutus. she’ll take it all // shopping at the mall. she signs ‘more’ every time we leave a store. hey, i’ll take it

new words :: bup-eeze (up please) // bubatzie (betsy) // no (90 percent of the time directed at poor bubatzie)

favorite books :: flo & wendell by william wegman. can you guess why? // the belly book by the dr. suess. she’s obsessed with the page where the kids get sick from eating too many sweets. it’s bizarre

we don’t mark every month gone by with fanfare, but today i decided would be a day all about her. so, we did some misty-morning backpacking. someone’s gotta carry the diapers…

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we collected rocks, peered out at the misty willamette on the eastbank esplanade and made our way to omsi‘s science playground. once she had fully exhausted herself, we dined with husband father at boke bowl. when the day isn’t even half over and you’ve got this to carry inside, you know it was a good day.

a baby girl’s first snow day (or…minutes)

December 19, 2013

the other day, portland had it’s first blast of snow. of course, the entire city shut down – schools closed, everyone huddled indoors for warmth. but not little bee. she wanted to go outside immediately to discover what this snow was that we kept reading about. here’s how it went down.

 

to my ever-loving-outdoors-girl, this powdery dusting of snow looks ever-so-inviting  

to my ever-loving-outdoors-girl, this powdery dusting of snow looks ever-so-inviting

yes, we wear boy pajamas sometimes. no shame

yes, we wear boy pajamas sometimes. no shame

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it was a magical first encounter

it was a magical first encounter

followed immediately by frozen fingers and tears

followed immediately by frozen fingers and tears

never has she ever been excited to come back indoors until now

never has she ever been excited to come back indoors until now

lucky for mom, bee finally appreciates an indoor day

lucky for mom, bee finally appreciates an indoor day

so i guess the moral of the story is, buy some mittens if you want to play in freezing degrees. or do as i did to tame the beast of an always-begging-to-play-outside-toddler. she hasn’t been the same since. we’ve finally been able to have days without leaving the house a single time with no breakdowns, which before the snow-incident was inconceivable.

new year. new blog. new other stuff.