If you’ve read my slightly outdated About Me page, you’ll see that despite the big plans we had to be hiking maniacs after BIG Roo was born, we didn’t get around to his first hike until he was six months old.
This time, despite the madness of having two kids, we managed Little Roo’s first hike last weekend. Little Roo is just seven weeks old. Score!
To be honest, I didn’t think we were ever going to get out of the damn house. Our morning went something like this:
8:30- This is the time that Daddy Roo let me sleep til (hubby rocks!)
9:00- Feed Little Roo, then pump
9:30- Slowing making our way until breakfast
10:00- “Didn’t we want to go on a hike today?”
10:01- “Where’s the Camelbak? The Baby Bjorn? Trajan’s [our dog] travel water bowl?”
10:05- Go on mad search through the house. Baby Bjorn was hardest to find. Stuffed in a box in storage. Thank Gawd I know how to label boxes.
10:08- Fill water bottles
10:12- Fight with Big Roo over going to potty
10:18- Apply massive amounts of sunscreen
10: 31- Finally out of the house and on our way
Sprinkled throughout our morning was Big Roo’s tantrums about the most mundane stuff. By the time we left, Daddy Roo and I were on edge and in pissy moods. I was so close to throwing a mama hissy fit and just staying home. If it was THIS bad just to get out of the house, were we really going to enjoy the hike anyway?
Since we weren’t entirely sure how Little Roo was going to handle both the hike AND the Bjorn (and due to the late start we got), we went to Durant Nature Park which is literally a mile or so down the street. Despite its close proximity to suburbia, we found a nice little hike… perfect for our timeframe and for little feet.
In recent weeks, Daddy Roo and I have noticed that Big Roo nearly becomes the perfect child when he’s outside.
He didn’t walk too far in front of us, he listened when we told him to be careful around the water, he was laughing and having a great time! All the acting out from having a new sibling seemingly vanished.
Trajan the Yellow Labster also had a blast. Loving water runs deep in his veins. He lapped up some fresh water then made a (failed) attempt to jump into the creek. I was too slow to catch a picture of that!
As for the other Roo, we didn’t have anything to worry about. He ALSO enjoyed himself. No crying. No massive poops. Instead, he gazed at this new world, where sunshine peeked through green leaves and birds chirped happily. Look how chill he was.
That’s the great thing about hiking… and our lesson learned. Enjoying nature has an innate calming effect. We went from a cranky, frantic morning to feeling refreshing and calm. Gotta love this stuff!