Aaron and I decided that we would go to Whistler for a week to celebrate our One Year Anniversary since it would be a nice get away full of hiking, relaxing by the pool and evening dinners. Not bad with a baby we thought.
We typically went hiking in the morning for a couple hours and pool sided it up in the afternoon. Well one morning in particular we decided to go for a 3 1/2hour hike to this beautiful lake. In order to reach the hike we drove there and had to take a turn off the main road to a dirt road full of pot holes and rocks that went further up the mountain. You wouldn't want to be in a car on this road...lucky for us we had our truck. Once we got to the beginning of the hike and parked the car we got pretty pumped about how we were really on a hike in the middle of the mountains. It was full of huge trees, streams and creeks, with the gorgeous river that ran along side our right, we were really in "Bear Country" as the sign said. I soon realized that I forgot to wake up baby Ashlyn before we left our hotel and breastfeed her so needless to say about 20minutes into our hike she started to fuss...and then cry. Well well well....Try hiking in where let's just say it's not your typical leisurely hike and finding a log to breast feed isn't the ideal location. To make things even more interesting I have a bee swarming around me while my husband is off peeing in the bush because he wants to be one with the wild. I mean really can he not just stand guard for me to make sure if on the off chance that anyone does come by that he can just stand in front of me. Then there is the thought that crosses my mind...are bears attracted to breast milk like they are if you have food out? And what about that darn bee... I'm sitting there along the trail hoping no one comes and sees my boob hanging out with a baby latched on as I hold her with one arm, try to swarm a bee away with the other and hope no bear decides to pay no visit while I yell for my husband to get his butt back here. (He wasn't far away but far enough as I was concerned!) I must have been a sight for sore eyes. I mean really though, typical man just thinks well she's busy so I'm going to go and find a tree. I swear guys just like to pee in the bush for 2 reasons; 1. because they can. and 2. because it makes them think they are one with nature, a guys guys or something along those lines anyways. I like the wild too but you don't see me squatting by a tree and marking my territory. Seriously. And of course just as I put my boob away and was yelling for my man to come back so we could continue on...a biker rode by. All I was thinking...thank you for not coming 20 seconds earlier.
We typically went hiking in the morning for a couple hours and pool sided it up in the afternoon. Well one morning in particular we decided to go for a 3 1/2hour hike to this beautiful lake. In order to reach the hike we drove there and had to take a turn off the main road to a dirt road full of pot holes and rocks that went further up the mountain. You wouldn't want to be in a car on this road...lucky for us we had our truck. Once we got to the beginning of the hike and parked the car we got pretty pumped about how we were really on a hike in the middle of the mountains. It was full of huge trees, streams and creeks, with the gorgeous river that ran along side our right, we were really in "Bear Country" as the sign said. I soon realized that I forgot to wake up baby Ashlyn before we left our hotel and breastfeed her so needless to say about 20minutes into our hike she started to fuss...and then cry. Well well well....Try hiking in where let's just say it's not your typical leisurely hike and finding a log to breast feed isn't the ideal location. To make things even more interesting I have a bee swarming around me while my husband is off peeing in the bush because he wants to be one with the wild. I mean really can he not just stand guard for me to make sure if on the off chance that anyone does come by that he can just stand in front of me. Then there is the thought that crosses my mind...are bears attracted to breast milk like they are if you have food out? And what about that darn bee... I'm sitting there along the trail hoping no one comes and sees my boob hanging out with a baby latched on as I hold her with one arm, try to swarm a bee away with the other and hope no bear decides to pay no visit while I yell for my husband to get his butt back here. (He wasn't far away but far enough as I was concerned!) I must have been a sight for sore eyes. I mean really though, typical man just thinks well she's busy so I'm going to go and find a tree. I swear guys just like to pee in the bush for 2 reasons; 1. because they can. and 2. because it makes them think they are one with nature, a guys guys or something along those lines anyways. I like the wild too but you don't see me squatting by a tree and marking my territory. Seriously. And of course just as I put my boob away and was yelling for my man to come back so we could continue on...a biker rode by. All I was thinking...thank you for not coming 20 seconds earlier.
Regardless of our little 'episode' once we reached the lake...it was well worth it and breath taking! Hiking with a 6week old made it challenging in some ways but a great weight to add to the work out. However we did have a couple more feeding times on our way back...but by the time we were done I was a hiking mom boob baby feeding pro!
