Being the parent of a small child has forced me to slow down and really appreciate the smaller adventures we share. There are days I struggle with the limits that come with this stage of life. I’ve tried my best not to completely give up on the things I loved doing before I became a mother, but I’d be lying if I said that translating those interests and hobbies into more child-friendly versions didn’t require dizzying amounts of patience, determination, and creativity. Finding the balance between meeting my needs as an individual and meeting the needs of my young son is a quest I embark on every single day.
Still, when we hit the trails together, whether we hike hand in hand or he rides on my back, no matter how tame the location or how slow we walk, all feels right in our world. A quiet walk together through the woods near our home is often enough to clear my head and renew my spirit and give Luke the opportunity to use up some of his endless toddler energy.
The adventures Luke and I experience together are still adventures, no matter the scale. Little by little, step by step, outing by outing, we build a foundation of independence, confidence, strength, and wonder that I hope will last Luke a lifetime.