My Somewhat Tiny Dancer

The last few weeks have been pretty rough on me. I pride myself on being able to do it all and, as I’m sure you all learned from Oprah, there is no such thing as doing it all. First we all got sick with what we thought was food poisoning, but turned out to be the flu. You know how I figured that one out? After Lu threw up all over the car and our front yard and me and pretty much everything else we own. Two days after that we had to head out of town for a baby shower for one of my best friends in the world, Miss Theresa. It was beautiful, as was she. Check it.

Oh, I cannot wait for little baby girl to arrive!!! Watching your friends become parents has got to be one of the ultimate experiences in life.

The next day we headed home and surprised Lucy with the news that we were going to Disneyworld for her birthday. She pretty much lost her mind. It was awesome.

Then, after three days of intense work deadlines, the grandparents (all three sets) started arriving in town for a big weekend for Miss Lu. In less than 24 hours, she had her last day of school, graduated from preschool and performed in her first dance recital. Oh, and Tate turned five months old. My poor heart was just aching. A happy ache, but still, an exhausting one. Added on to that was the stress of coordinating three sets of grandparents and family and people that just kept telling me to “Calm down.” and “Don’t let it all stress me out.” Note to everyone: Telling me not to stress does not help. It just pisses me off. Also, telling other people how stressed and tired I look does not help. FYI.

Was it worth it? Totally. Because I was able to observe moments like this. Moments where my daughter’s incredible personality shines through. I love this kid.