When the kids were little, I spent a lot of time at Denver’s 165-acre Washington Park. Though it was a haul from my house, it become a mom meeting place and we’d do stroller walks and have picnics at the playground.

It is also one of the few places in the Denver-area I’ve found acceptable for roller-blading and those kiddos of mine loved sitting in their Chariot stroller while I blazed around the trail’s two lakes. Though they don’t remember it, Washington Park was the place of their childhood.

Last week, I had a meeting in the area so brought my roller-blades with me to skate afterward. I pictured it as my return to glory. But every time I passed my favorite haunts or the mommy brigade of strollers, I missed my little buddies, despite the extra 60 pounds I had to push.

I recently sold the kids’ beloved bouncy castle on Craigslist because they’re too big for it.  It was a behemoth bouncer and since it was so heavy, we only brought it out for parties. But my, how they loved spending hours upon hours catapulting in that thing! I’ve sold off plenty of their baby items without one hint of nostalgia but for some reason, this one hit me hard.

Does anyone feel like this whole parenting gig is flying by waaaay too fast?

On the plus side, I took the money from the sale, put it in an envelope, wrote “just in case you want to use this to buy a certain someone some bricks,” and gave it Jamie.

I’m vying for him to build me a firepit for Mother’s Day because that’s something I’ll never outgrow.

I am nothing if not subtle.

I thought I couldn’t be any happier on this day back in 2003.

Eleven years later, I was wrong.

I’m so grateful to be a member of the Dream Team and married to the captain. Happy Anniversary to a kind, patient, hilarious, romantic and wonderful man.

Life has been busy. I mean, really busy. For months I’ve felt at a crossroads and unsure what to do with my abundance of time so I hiked and played a lot. I’m glad I did because work projects are now in overdrive.

With Jamie’s help, I relaunched Mile High Mamas and our newsletter (I think they look beautiful!), have been slammed with advertising queries, writing campaign proposals, planning events and I just learned that Snowmamas is finally kicking off, which will exponentially increase my workload.

Oh, and on my busiest week maybe ever when I have been emotionally and financially stressed to the max, my computer D-I-E-D. That was an hour after we realized our back-up drive was full so who knows how many files have been lost.

So please be patient if posting here is sporadic the next couple of months as I get everything up-and-running. I desperately need to hire someone but in order to hire someone I need to be making money and that is what all these proposals and campaigns are all about. I’m not complaining and am so grateful people see the value in what I’ve been trying to build for years. I’m  just overwhelmed and waaaay out of my comfort zone because I’ve focused on editorial and social media for years and not marketing/advertising.

You want quotes on guaranteed impressions, CPMs, ROS, Content Integration and Pre-Roll? Well I need you to tell me what the crap all this means?

Thank heaven for Jamie because he’s been doing this stuff for years and has been walking me through my valley of death. At one point (after waking up from anxiety at 4:15 a.m. for the second week in a row), I asked him “Is this what it’s like to be you: all work and no play?”  “Yup,” he stoically replied.

He added “I think it’s my turn to take a “Princess Year.”

Believe me, my wonderful over-worked and infinitely patient husband has earned it.