Small (required) Escapes.

Last night was a classic example of the more challenging end of the spectrum of parenting responsibilities: late night toddler barf. This alone is quiet manageable in my books but when mixed with the hourly wakings of pregnancy and the fact that my partner in crime was working nights made this night exponentially exhausting. Despite almost passing out on the couch while Co watched some morning TV, I was determined to leave the scene of the crime and get some solid family fun in. We escaped to the forest armed with snacks and my new Kammok. As expected, it was a morning well spent and the tiredness of the night before easily vanished as we swung and snacked in the hammock.  

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 Found a quiet spot despite the trails being busy today. It was gorgeous outside! There were two solid trees right by the river worthy of my Kammok's maiden voyage. It worked brilliantly and easily. I had no problem setting it up solo (while pregnant) and as you will see below...no problem getting in :) 

Found a quiet spot despite the trails being busy today. It was gorgeous outside! There were two solid trees right by the river worthy of my Kammok's maiden voyage. It worked brilliantly and easily. I had no problem setting it up solo (while pregnant) and as you will see below...no problem getting in :) 

 Co was on board to help.  

Co was on board to help.  

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 Boys and their dogs.  

Boys and their dogs.  

 The face of both uncertainty and determination. Bailing had risks but the snow was soft enough and I was feeling confident in my hammock mounting skills (despite the look on my face). 

The face of both uncertainty and determination. Bailing had risks but the snow was soft enough and I was feeling confident in my hammock mounting skills (despite the look on my face). 

 Pride. Success. Excitement to begin some hang time.  

Pride. Success. Excitement to begin some hang time.  

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 My hammock buddy. 

My hammock buddy. 

 Swings and snacks. I could sit here forever... 

Swings and snacks. I could sit here forever... 

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 Yup. That's some portobello jerky in my hand. And it's delicious! 

Yup. That's some portobello jerky in my hand. And it's delicious! 

Feeling less cranky (both of us). Still tired but energized in a different way. This hammock will now be a staple in all future adventures. A spring filled with newborn hammock snuggles and reading books in the trees with my boys. 

Chantelle QuesnelleComment