While there were plenty of things we did right on our first family camping trip, there are plenty of others we could have done better.
Fine, I’m not EXACTLY totally finished. There are slots in my daughter’s baby book for photos that are sitting empty that need to be filled. I have to remember what she was given for her fifth birthday party, even though I could confidently guess “princess stuff” and “My Little Pony nonsense” and that would pretty much cover it.
My daughter is a pain in the ass. She comes by it honestly. She comes from a line of difficult women. In the current parlance, you’d call us women of zero chill.
After nine full years of being a full-time working mom, I’ll be home with the kids for the summer. And I’m absolutely terrified.
When you think you’re holding space for someone and you’re preoccupied with something else, you’re really not holding space.