I used to be cool. I used to be up for spontaneous weekend trips away and staying out late with all of my best friends. We had a blast dancing the night away with not a worry in the world. And then I met my husband. We were still pretty awesome and care free. We did pub nights with friends and last minute trips around the Cabot Trail. And then we had a baby who is now a toddler and things changed. Hey, don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t go back; but damn, I used to be so cool.
When you become a parent, the word “cool” drastically changes its meaning. It went from being able to take 5 shots and still waking up bright eyed and bushy tailed, to making hilarious midnight shadow puppets and turning food into kick ass animals. Continue reading