A Mom Like Me

What a beautiful time of year! Dinners with family, beautiful spring time weather (finally!) and of course for the kids, enough chocolate to choke a horse.

The whole Easter Bunny fiasco is quite hysterical when you really think about it. Really? A giant rabbit hops around to everyone’s houses leaving assorted chocolates and other sugary treats sure to create hyperactive children bouncing off the walls in every house in the neighbourhood? Oh the innocence ( or shall I say gullible-ness) of children…

Hysterical and far-fetched as it may be to us grown up types, the kids just eat it up. Oh, was my boy ever excited. The night before Easter he carefully placed a carrot and cucumber and cookies (of course the rabbit would need to eat dessert right?) out for Mr. Easter Bunny to snack on. Unfortunately for the bunny, the snack grew considerably smaller when Tristan decided that he, in fact, would like to eat the carrot and swiped it off the plate. This was a step up in mommy eyes, however, because at Christmas time it was a cookie that was reclaimed from Santa’s plate.

Easter morning he could not wait to get downstairs to see if the rabbit had arrived. No time for a hug, mom, the chocolate calls.

Off we traipsed down the stairs, eagle eyes darting to and fro on the lookout for the prize. With every new egg he spotted, Tristan would exclaim, “OH! There’s one!” and it never got old. He could have egg hunted all day long. Once his basket was full, he sat down to open each egg and make a pile of his chocolatey treasure. I must say I think the pile in his tummy was just as big as the pile on the floor. (As a side note, I was happy to see that ‘ol Easter Bunny filled some eggs with stickers in an effort to curb the sugar high!)

By the end of the day, Tristan’s diet was looking sadly unbalanced. Amongst the jelly beans and chocolate eggs that filled his belly were one breakfast sausage, and… wait for it… one entire baby  carrot. Yup. One.

Yeah. No nutritionist mother of the year award for me today. Meh. My boy had a blast and tomorrow’s a new day.

Happy Easter everyone!

This year for Valentines Day, Luc gave me the greatest gift EVER. A night at the Chateau Laurier. Sounds romantic right? Are you picturing candles, flowers and romance? While that too would be lovely, my gift was absolutely what my exhausted body needed.

After months of sleepless nights, Luc gave me a night at the Chateau Laurier… alone!

Just me. Fifteen hours away from home. A king sized bed just for me. And no hourly wake ups!

I didn’t actually take my solo vacay until Springtime, but oh was it worth the wait!

Walking into the Chateau that Saturday afternoon, I felt something like this.  So exhausted was I dragging my sleep deprived butt up the laneway, I’m not sure I can boast looking much better either! 🙂

Guess what I typed into Google to find this image? "Withered Hag." Ha!

That afternoon I enjoyed a lovely, relaxing massage and some solo shopping at the Rideau Centre (and even scored a new spring jacket with a year old gift card!) Next I swam in the hotels gorgeous pool. It’s a good thing I actually swam laps to make room for what was coming next.

Enter the room service. Ohhhhhhh yeeaaaahhh. Dressed in my cushy white hotel robe, I dined on a shrimp cocktail, a gigantic cheeseburger with the crispiest, most delicious fries, and we mustn’t forget the decadent flourless chocolate cake. Of course I washed it all down with a tasty glass of red wine while laying back and enjoying a (completely uninterrupted!) movie. Ahhhh. It’s a rough life but, as they say, somebody’s got to do it.

After a solid ten and a half hours of sleep, I was the most rested I had been in a good six months. Rested, happy, and ready to return home for some time with my boys.