Sister visits and a birthday.

My sister, Kianna, came to visit! This was cause for much celebration as it was her first meeting with Thomas. He instantly loved his "nana" (the name we've called her since childhood) and they took to each other like peanut butter and jelly. Or if you're us, chile sugar powder on watermelon lollipops (don't ask).

Sister bonding is good, good food for the soul. We talked our faces off all the while taking good care of the little dude, of course. Speaking of taking care, she's a natural. It got to the point where she'd walk in the room and Thomas would smile. Let me tell you, that's a true test and she passed with flying colors.

We went to visit our other sister, Kira, at CSU, and ate at the infamous mexican restaurant, The Rio Grande; infamous for their margs... based on experience. We also stopped by to see our brother, Cody, at CU Boulder where we perused Pearl Street and made an obligatory stop at Rocket Fizz where we indulged in the aforementioned chile watermelon lollipops.  We took walks and shopped and watched one too many episodes of Once (so dang good).

The last day of her visit happened to be my birthday! We celebrated with morning waffles at Waffle Brothers, followed by some thrifting/flea marketing at the Horseshoe Market. Later that evening, friends and family gathered for a special dinner at Tamayo. A perfect day, in my book.

Trip 29 around the sun is going to be grand. Thanks sis for coming to visit! We miss you!

Me, doing what I do. 

Kira, checking her Instagram "likes" because, duh, you have to check up on those things.

A very necessary margarita. Mangoberry style.

Uncle "Ody" being the coolest.

Birthday picture, family style. Also, very tired.

Picture stolen from Kira's IG. Thanks sis!

On finding a new norm.

Thomas is three months old. I feel like every other person that has once said, "where does the time go?", but seriously, where the heck did it go?

These last three months have been the hardest and most rewarding three months of my life so far. It beats out the time I moved to a different state the summer after my 7th grade year. It definitley beats out that time I was grounded in high school from running track for part of the season because my grades were sub par (my whole entire world collapsed, people). It beats out that time I decided to transfer colleges mid stream because I wanted a different experience (And boy, did I get one!). It beats out that time I decided to end my very serious, almost married, college relationship and move to a different state where I knew no one. In those moments from the past, I grew and learned a life lesson. At the time, when those events happened, they were the hardest thing for me to face and have lent a hand in shaping who I am.

Becoming a parent trumps it all. I'm realizing the kind of stuff I'm made of. I'm realizing, I'm pretty dang resilient (I mean, if I can't toot my own horn on my blog, then what the heck). I'm proud of myself and my husband. We've proved to be a pretty great team. I mean, I knew that, but now I KNOW it. We've also had to find a new norm.

I'm adjusting to a new pace of life. Pre-baby pace: lightning speed and getting a lot done in little time.  Current pace: painstakingly slow with little accomplishments.  Not because I'm sluggish, but because it takes much longer to get anything done now that we have a baby. I know it'll get better, but I'm still learning about what works and what doesn't and still trying to become efficent.  Some days, effienciency just isn't going to happen. In fact, some days, absolutely nothing gets accomplished. My problem, is that I have to learn to accept it. As someone who has been swept up by society's standards of "success" meaning, "faster, faster, faster, work, work, work, do, do, do" this whole, taking each day, no, each hour, at a time is alien to me.

"But Lindsay, you just had a baby." I know. I hear you. In fact, I just told my sister-in-law the same thing.

I want to be everything, do everything, and "change the world", but right now, I just need to be Thomas' mama. I'm learning that those little moments like when he started to hold his head up, and is falling into a sleeping pattern and he now loves taking baths are the huge accomplishments for me and for him. I'm learning that being mama is totally enough right now.