Wordless Wednesday a day at Sharks Cove

Our weekend and getting my body back (part II)

My brother is in town, I have one week left until I leave for Japan and exactly eight days until I turn 28.  Not counting down the days until we move to California ( 20!) well maybe, only because I am somewhere between total horror and excitement. Last month I blogged about my bucket list for Hawaii and this past weekend was definitely one of the best so far, it's places like these that will make miss this place so much. It's also times like these that make realize there is so much more fun to be had and new places to discover, maybe we can instill some of our wonder lust on Ricky. Oh and by the way.... check me out! I'm still a normal girl and by that I mean my thighs still touch and I don't wear a size 0 , no offense if you do but that will never be me and that's o.k ;) Im pretty proud of myself for being able to fit back into this 14 months after having a baby.

Our Fourth

Holidays that are meant to be enjoyed outside with a drink in your hand, BBQ, and friends are not meant for parents with toddlers. It just doesn't work, we have lived in Hawaii for almost four years now and this was our first with a toddler. Last year we stayed home and had a little BBQ, it was perfect with a three month old baby. The year before, when we were still childless was perfect. By that I mean, there was fireworks, cocktails and no one had to worry about naps or toddler melt downs.

This is what it looked like:

What happened to these people? notice how tan we both are and we probably had enough drinks this day to make me not care about kissing him in public or having a picture to prove it. I don't do this sober .
This year with a toddler in tote we argued all morning about who had "kid watch" and who got to relax with a drink by the pool. I lost that one and ended up chasing him around the pool and in it. We thought it would be smart to get a hotel room so we could go back and shower, change, feed Ricky and not fight traffic on the way home. That ended up being a good idea and a bad one, Ricky wanted to put every single germ covered surface in that room into his mouth (ugh!). He had several meltdowns that finally ended with us barely making it through the fireworks, which are after his bedtime. By the end of the day I was tired, angry and sad that my only thought at the end of the day was "man this would be so much more relaxing without the screaming kid".

Planning an escape

Hotel is booked, flight will surely be an adventure on a military Space-A flight and a good friend will be joining me for the whole trip to Tokyo, Japan!

This is the first time I will be leaving Ricky for  more than a couple of hours since I stopped working. He will be staying with Paul so that automatically makes me feel better, but there is still that small amount of guilt. Why is it that I feel guilty? I deserve a break too, right? 

Paul took a hiking trip to Kuai last month and I kept the baby by myself, but maybe that's just expected.  Mothers are suppose to be the nurturers, the care takers and sometimes I feel like I am the caretaker of everyone in the house. That's what is expected of me and all women, even if we don't say it out loud. It's about time we also felt like we DESERVE a break and not feel guilty about it. 

Tokyo skyline 

Disney Sea 

 I'm going to work on the guilt part...... and of course let you know how it goes. 

12 in 2014 (June)

two for one? I couldn't decide so I did both :) 

Summertime

It's always nice to forget about all the things that occupy our time, things that can wait. Like the laundry and the dishes and all those things that I had on my list to do this week but instead put on hold. Instead I went to the beach, did some paddle boarding, hiked, and ate lots of food that I probably shouldn't have :)  with my brother who is visiting from California. It was nice to change the routine and it didn't hurt that Paul had a four day weekend. I'm making the best of my last summer is HI.

I hope everyone is having a great summer

Moving on and starting over (again)

Up until last week everything was ready for our move to Georgia and then.... a conversation happened. It took about three days and a lot of hurt feelings, mixed emotions and stress but it ended with the decision that for now California is a better place to move on to. It's not a forever move but we are o.k with that. There will be enough time to worry about the logistics of the whole thing but for now we are just going to worry about enjoying our last 2 months in Hawaii.

10 things to do before we leave the island:

1. Go paddle boarding (again)

2. Take Ricky to a Luau 

3. Kayak Kailua 

4. Snorkel Hanauma Bay

5,6. Hike this with Ricky

7.  Throw a sandbar Birthday bash

8. Stuff myself with as muck Poke as possible

9. Watch the fireworks downtown every week

10. Enjoy being with these two before the craziness of school and moving begin.