We are back from 11 days in France.  When we told people we were heading to France with a 10 month old and a 2 year old most people thought we were nuts and maybe we are.  Traveling with young children is difficult.  I think I had mentally prepared myself  a bit better than my husband and managing expectations is a great way to make the best of a challenging situation. Plus I had the breastfeeding breaks from our overactive toddler.

That said, I haven’t been able to get back into my groove yet.   It’s been a week what gives?!?     I keep forgetting things and I haven’t made time for running which is unlike me.  I have opted for more sleep instead of early morning running  – can you blame me?  Either way I am hoping to have a lovely post of our vacation travels soon and maybe even a list of do’s and don’ts of traveling with little ones.  In the meantime, enjoy this fantastic pic of us at the Eiffiel Tower:

Au revoir!

-G

I booked a trip for my husband yesterday.  For eleven days in March he will be climbing in California.  I will be 30 weeks pregnant.  I also booked a trip for my mother to visit during that time frame.  Climbing for my husband is like running for me –  It’s what makes our souls happy.    Its apart of who we are which you tend to lose as you head into parenthood for the second time.   It will be awhile once baby #2 comes along to go on an awesome climbing adventure so I figured why not? Maybe I am crazy and maybe I will regret this decision but right now it feels right and I am truly excited for him.