Transitions

Mother Nature sure is delivering this week. Even though she has me back to walking the dogs at o’dark-thirty, she’s making up for it in 80 degree weather and evening light. It’s the time of year I realize that I’m so ready for the transition to spring, to break out the flip flops and to sit outside soaking in the pollen soaked fresh air. When it comes to the simple things in life, not much compares to the happiness of sleeping with the windows wide open, under warm covers with the cool breeze pouring in.

And as if one good transition deserves another, Joey just started work on a new project and with it comes overnight hours. We are the proverbial two ships passing during the week now, which can be hard to get used to. Thank goodness for my four-legged friends to keep me company. The transition is without a doubt harder on him, physically and mentally, and it reminds me about the fact that relationships take work. You need to think outside yourself, and find ways to support your partner. It can be as simple as a note left on the kitchen counter or making an extra run to the grocery store for their favorite dinner. The same holds true for friendships. I think we all get so wrapped up in our own lives sometimes that we forget to think outside of ourselves. I challenge you to pick three friends and to go send them a text message or an email right now letting them know you’re thinking about them. It will make you feel really good, I promise. And you never know who might just need a friend this very instant.

Here are my three:

Mrs. Cagg — Thanks for making my blog a part of your nightly ritual! Your compliments mean more than words. xo!

Julia — I know this makes me sound so old, but I am seriously so proud of you! You’ve always been so beautiful inside and out, and now you’re taking the world by storm!

Jackie — Happy National Registered Dietitan’s Day! I miss you, and hope we can see each other soon.

Little Big Moments Take 25

There’s something truly magical about watching a friend transition into Motherhood. About looking at her baby and thinking, “holy cow, you MADE that.” The girl I used to trampse around the city with and do crazy things at random college parties is now this full on Mommy to the happiest, sweetest little boy. A testament to how well she has embraced this new calling.

I’ve always known Christine was something awesome, but to see her parent with such ease and enthusiasm was really inspirational.

She plays the role of Superwoman very well, balancing a baby on her hip while she simultaneously unloads the dishwasher, heats up homemade soup in the crock pot and sings silly little songs that make the baby laugh. But she’s also honest enough to say, “It’s awesome, but I’m tired.” To talk about the real side of Mommyhood, the tough parts, but to know it’s all worth it when your motivation looks like this…

And there’s something so awesome about loving on your friend’s baby. Alex and I had the best time playing Aunties for the weekend, and my heart has just expanded to make room for this sweet little man.

The friendships, the laughter, the conversations, the love…it’s all still there. It just looks a little different now. And the ‘different’ is good. So, so good.

For example, this is us hitting up the newest “It” spot. No cover charge…

And we’re still into kissing boys…

Of course we make sure we hit the gym after a girls night out…

And coffee chats are still the best way to catch up on each other’s lives…

There is one thing that’s very different though…

Instead of calling “Shotgun”, now we call “Backseat!” And it’s easy to see why…

The Only Thing Constant is Change

I have several good friends going through some big transitions at the moment, and it has me reflecting a bit on life tonight. How when you’re going through something big, kinda scary, and maybe a little uncertain people like to throw around phrases like, “Don’t worry, it’ll all work out.” I use that phrase all the time, and while it’s completely vague and really offers no actionable advice, I full heartedly believe in its message.

Don’t worry. Honestly don’t, because worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegumIt’ll all work out. In the end, if you stay positive and true to yourself, it always does.

It’s sort of akin to the phrases parents toss out there to fighting siblings — “Oh, you don’t hate your brother. One day you’ll be great friends.” And you look down at your Pound Puppy, the one your brother performed secret surgery on, filling it with tissues, forever ruining its once perfectly floppy form, and you know your mom has no clue what she’s talking about, and there’s no WAY you’d ever in a million years be friends with Dr. Kevorkian. But then life fast forwards 2o years and you find your brother stopping by to watch TV and eat brownies on a random Tuesday night.

While the words aren’t as tangible as say a job offer, or money in the bank (or new Pound Puppy) they are just as real. And while there may not be an exact moment when things automatically turn to rainbows and unicorns, this is real life after all, there will be a moment when you look at where you are compared to where you’ve been and you’ll realize just how far you’ve come. That things did work out. And here you are on the other side of “transition” even stronger than you were before.

(Photo above is one that Joey snapped as I wrote in my journal at the Grand Canyon during our Big Road Trip. I had just graduated college, moved back in with my mom, was driving across the US for 3 weeks, and had no real job to come back to. I was ready to grab life by the horns and a little bit terrified all at the same time. I wasn’t worried. And it all worked out.)