A stay at home mom has special privileges like not working. Me, I manage through the day drabbly dressed on six hours, if I’m lucky, of snooze. Despite the lack of sleep, I feel invincible. Besides, I enjoy every second with Hunter. That said, my heart goes out to all the working moms.
I absolutely love Potrero Hill, the warmest part of the city, but on a hearth of a day like today, I make my way to the north end of town. I load Hunter and Chloe into the X5—the yuppie wagon—and pop in the Ethiopians CD. I roll the windows down and slide the moon roof ajar. The temperature gauge reads eighty-four degrees. Yay! It’s days like this that I wish I lived in Hawaii again. Nonetheless, a late morning departure usually makes for a ten-minute drive to Crissy Fields. I turn into the parking lot as Chloe begins to scramble in the backseat like it was raining dog jerky. “Get off of him!” Styles caught in Chloe’s trample of excitement. I pop the trunk to get out the kicks aka bugaboo—yuppie stroller. I plop Hunter’s car seat in the stroller, grab Chloe’s leash and we’re ready to go!
The shore is dense with families, canines, and the occasional sun chaser. I quickly released the Bichon and away she went into dog euphoria. She was adored by all as she kicked up dust during her circular spazz attacks. I briskly walked trying to make good time towards the base of Golden Gate Bridge. I smiled and proudly walked tall and nodded to my fellow mothers and dog walkers. Up ahead strollers were parked in a long row, “ten more seconds!” The militant instructor screamed at the group of women in their snug lullulemons holding their squats in hopes to lose their baby gut. I, too, was on the same mission to lose my jiggle! Up ahead Chloe was roused by a pair of Maltese. They each sniffed in a circle. Their noses muffed in their back ends, licking, and pawing. What is it with dogs and butts? Manners need not apply. If only humans were that simple. Hunter was down for the count. His eyelids were gentle and his lips part. A quick flashback of my birth played in my head. Motherhood is beyond cool! Part Shane and me, he was an absolute bundle of love. Double sigh.
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