I had a really great childhood. I'm not at all trying to brag, just to explain what I experienced and what I want to give my children. My parents had and still have a fantastic marriage. My mom used to say that she never fit in with the other neighborhood moms in part because they were always complaining about their husbands and she had nothing to complain about. "Your father is a good man," she'd say. My mom's loud, Chicago-Italian laugh used to mortify me but my dad said it made his heart twinkle. My mom was a fantastic mom - a little unconventional as a staunch feminist, but her work at a battered women's shelter and her demanding of respect from me, my brother, and everyone else she ever met lent her an enormous amount of credibility in my young eyes and gave me the backbone I'm proud (and glad) to have today.
|A young couple|
|Helping Daddy clean the car.|
|Could Daddy have an ear infection?|
Family vacations were annual. We mainly continued my dad's family's three-generation tradition of going "Up North" every summer and renting a cabin in Minocqua, Wisconsin. We did Disney twice, went skiing in Colorado once, and went to Cancun once too. Nothing crazy, but my brother and I knew we were lucky to get to see these places. Now I know I'm lucky to have the memories.
|Cute baby brother|
So I don't feel like an adult yet... I feel like a grad student, 27 years old max, with a baby. The traditional markers of "adulthood" - or at least the ones I saw in my parents - haven't yet been attained. But this morning, as I sat on the porch drinking iced coffee with my beautiful baby boy playing at my feet, it occurred to me: This is it. I'm the mom, finally, I'm the adult. And I'm doing everything in my power to give my son the same great childhood I had with my family. Earlier that morning we had read books, gone on a long walk on the bike trail, and stopped at the park to swing and crawl. Yesterday I roasted a bunch of broccoli for him and he and I had a "Mommy-Son Date" with Kelly and Henry, ice cream in Davis Square. We then went back to their place and splashed around in their plastic pool, and had a burrito dinner with Luke and little Miriam. We had a great time. We're having a great time, and a great life.
P.S. Credit Kelly with the iced coffee. Very easy to make: Simply brew up some high-quality coffee extra strong, add and dissolve sugar while it's hot (and a few drops of vanilla or almond extract, if you feel like it) and chill. Serve with ice and add cream... top with whipped cream, if you're me. Enjoy on a hot summer's day.