I don’t think I have ever felt so scattered trying to prepare for a trip. I say “trying” because it feels like a bit of an uphill battle. Babies are sneaky little creatures. No matter which tactics you use to distract them, they somehow manage to undo any progress on the packing front. Items laid out neatly on the bed end up on the floor, under the dresser, in the hallway. I wouldn’t be surprised if Maya managed to make some items disappear altogether by snapping her sticky little fingers.
After many long months of anticipation I am so excited to introduce you all to our little adventurer, Mistaya Joy Zizka! Mistaya or “Maya”, as we call her, was born at 2:03 am on March 22, 2013, weighing 7 lbs. 5 oz. Her name, Mistaya, means…
When I had the chance to interview Lindsey via Skype, I had a picture in my mind of an energetic, fun-loving supermom. And she is. But, while we chatted, we also dug deep about some of the struggles she’d been through with her pregnancies and in bouncing back since. Slowly, my preconceptions peeled away to reveal a deeply honest and very real human being. Now this was someone I could relate to.
Now here I stood, facing the giant of Mt. Assiniboine en route to Healy Pass. A range of emotions washed over me as I came to terms with everything that mountain represented for me. Just two years ago, I was climbing hard, out every weekend and tackling the largest peaks in The Rockies. Now, here I stood, struggling to catch a breath as I meandered my way up a trail on a day hike.