Happy Hour has a Whole New Meaning


It was a Friday afternoon at 3:00 and I realized we still haven’t made it outside to play and we’ve been trying since this morning.  I was feeling defeated.  Where did the day go! How did we fail to simply get outside to play.  We started the process around 9:00 this morning and between the random baby cries, feedings, snacks, diaper changes, melt downs, water spills, and much needed naps it was 3:00 and we were still stuck inside.  Things were going down hill quickly!  It was clear that we were in desperate need of some fresh air and Vitamin D.  Time was ticking. I quickly put the baby in my boba wrap and looked for my two year old sons shoes and together we darted for the door.  

Happy we made it outside!

The sun was bright and it was the warmest part of the day.  I took a deep breathe and sighed in relief that we did it…we made it outside! It was right then that it struck me.   It was Friday Happy Hour and many are enjoying adult beverages on this weather perfect afternoon as they unwind from a busy work week.  My mind began to wander as I reflected back on my Happy Hour Days sitting on a patio at Rosie’s in Ferndale.  It was the perfect start to the weekend.  Now look at me.  I’m not showered and I’m lucky to have brushed my teeth.  I can’t imagine going to Happy Hour looking like this.  

As I continued to reflect on my past and feel saddened because I was missing my “Happy Hour days” I stopped and found the “Happy” in the moment that I had in front of me. Look at how lucky I am!  I have two healthy and beautiful children that are a true joy to be around. Just then a plane flew over and my little guy was fascinated by this.  It was the cutest thing to watch as he looked up to the sky and pointed.  He was experiencing something new and exciting and best of all I was there to witness it.  How awesome!

A switch went off in my head and I realized…yes many people are at Happy Hour mingling after a long work week, but today my Happy Hour is that we got outside after a long day cooped up inside.  This was our version of Friday Happy Hour and I wouldn’t change a thing. 

Happy Hour is the best hour



  1. You are inspiring Moms to look,really look at how they will achieve their own “happy hour”. Even on those daunting days where the simple things become very complex. I loved this! Blog on girl!


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