palm springs

i've been having a hard time writing this post. mainly because i don't want to come off like a total brat. i also don't want to complain about how hard being a mom is. we all know it's hard. no sense in being a broken record about it... right?

but this mama's gotta vent. so here goes.

this trip to palm springs was so much work i cried. i screamed. i begged.  

this trip to palm springs was so exhausting i was shaking from being so hungry and not having a moment to eat. shaking from lifting two little humans throughout the day. shaking from losing my cool. from being the bad guy.

this trip to palm springs i began to feel like a failure. i began to let my anxiety take over. i began to let myself down.

this trip to palm springs i felt like i was on the outside looking in. the relaxation and beauty i envisioned just out of reach. snatched away from me and replaced with the onslaught of mom duties. keeping the boys out of the vintage fireplace. pleading with them to please not throw rocks and play dough in the pool. and for the love of pete please don't stain the furniture. the deposit on our rental was seriously no joke. and neither was my stress level.

so i can't pretend this wasn't one of the most exhausting weekends of my life. despite my efforts in advance to fake it to make it, deep down i knew it would be hard.

and that's it. my rant is over. because you know what? our weekend in palm springs was also...

... filled with sunshine + amazing weather. not a day over 101 degrees.

... so lush with beauty i was continuously in awe and so grateful to be there.

... cooler than i could have imagined.

... ridiculously chic + modern.

... selfie opps GALORE.

this place just can't take a bad photo.

and with these three as my companions... well what was i complaining about earlier? yea, i don't remember either. and that's kind of the trick of motherhood. at the end of the day, no matter how real the struggle, you just remember times like this. when everyone is smiling. and so very happy.

and i wouldn't trade it for the world.

when they sit i sit! and boy did we sit pretty.

also, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to the playground just a block away from our rental. seriously. THANK YOU.

and RIP to my crown braid. it was a good two-day run.

meanwhile....

this guy had no problem relaxing!

by the third and last day the allure of palm springs began to fade. we were all tired as we packed our things and said goodbye to our mid-century getaway.

i had high hopes to take our holiday card photo here. but in the end i was over trying. so before we drove off i simply asked my family to hold hands and stand close to one another for just a few minutes, in normal clothes, with a few forced smiles and that quintessential josh cheek smirk. maybe we'd all look at the camera at once. maybe we wouldn't.

i'm pretty happy with the way it all turned out. and at the end of this post, that's all i can really say. until next year palm springs.

xoxo,

sony