The Reality of Hiking with Toddlers

Sometimes words are just not adequate. Wait for it…wait for it…
We’ve all been there. Hiking with toddlers is not all rosy bliss. Meltdowns happen, but don’t let it stop you from getting out there!
As parents, very day brings us another “what if…” moment. Think of it as an opportunity to teach, to bond, to exhibit a little patience.
Sometimes, we get so caught up in the craziness of it all that we forget to slow down, relax and just simply enjoy the little moments. “What if she sits down on the trail and doesn’t want to budge?” Sit down with her and just be…together.

When Active Kids Get Sick!

Keeping our family healthy year-round is a daily task, which I take very seriously. I believe that the key to a healthy immune system is first and foremost what you feed your body. That is why I spend so much of my day in the kitchen, cooking wholesome meals! Is it time-consuming? Yes, but it’s worth it to me to offer up my family nutritious and tasty meals. I try, with about 90% success, not to use processed foods. Just real, whole foods cooked with love and care because in my book, food is medicine!
Another integral part of staying healthy in our house, as I’m sure you can guess, is getting outside! Staying active, alert, happy and breathing in the fresh air does wonders for keeping all systems in top form!
My little rock climber!
Luckily, our little peanut has enjoyed the first (almost) two years of her life free of many of the bugs and viruses that plague most toddlers her age (knock on wood), so when, 9 days ago, she became really sick, it rocked our world.
It started out pretty non-descript. Runny nose, slight fever. No big deal. So out we went, making sure to steer clear of playgrounds where other unsuspecting kids could come in contact with her, but fortunately any patch of green can become a playground for a kid with a push cart!
sick toddler playing
Have cart, will travel!
Then, the rash came, head-to-toe. We went to the doctor and were told it wasn’t contagious, so back out we went with the runny nose, slight fever and rash, to splish and splash in the puddles!
playing in puddles
My little puddle-jumper
Then the fever spiked and the vomiting started, then diarrhea and a roller-coaster of fevers. We found ourselves at the doctor’s office every other day for 6 days.
Never underestimate the fascination of a lone sticker
Finally at Day 7, we were sent on a expedition for clues; chest x-rays, CBC, blood cultures, oh my! I was physically and mentally worn, so I could hardly imagine how my poor little peanut was feeling. I, who normally is pretty calm and assured in the care-taking arena, was on the verge of a break down, but there was no time for that, we had to solve this mysterious riddle.
Our little trooper resting
9:45 pm the doctor called with the results of the blood tests. “I’ve got a call in to an Infectious Disease Specialist. We need you to be back in the office with the baby by 8:30 am so we can do a urinalysis…” My rock, my husband who let me fall asleep at 8:30 pm with the baby, woke me up to tell me the news. Infectious Disease Specialist????? What does THAT mean????? My heart nearly broke free from my chest. I didn’t sleep at all that night.
Bright and early the next morning, I buzzed around the house getting things ready to head out the door. As soon as the baby awoke, we rushed out the door and head-on into morning LA rush hour traffic. Oy. We sat in that doctor’s office for 5 hours before my stubborn offspring decided to give us a little tinkle! 5 hours of sterile glove balloons, tongue depressor drumsticks, scale long jumps and tantrum after tantrum after tantrum! All the while trying to absorb the latest news that if this fever lasted more than 24 hours longer, she would probably end up in the hospital being treated for an rare auto-immune disease neither of us had ever heard of!
As it would happen, that night, her fever broke! Thank goodness! We had been on complete lock down for more than 5 days. All she kept saying was “Mommy go hiking! Mountain! Go!” It was rainy and cold outside and there was no way I was going to take her out with a weakened immune system, but we were both so incredibly bored and rambunctious, so to the car we went! A perfect solution and I am happy to report, she is out of the woods and on the mend!
toddler playing in car
Peek-A_Boo!
Having a little one so sick and feeling powerless to do something only makes me strive harder to prevent it from happening in the first place. I feel so grateful and blessed for the health and happiness of our family and I look forward to playing an integral part in maintaining it!

[Guest Blogger Series] The Metamorphosis of The Great "Outdoors" by Kerem Hanci

Hello Mommy Hiker readers!
My name is Kerem Hanci, I am Jennifer’s husband and a blogger myself (if you would like to follow my Friday Photography Blog, you can do so here).
When Jennifer asked me to do a guest blog spot, I was honored and proud to do so.
I have always loved the outdoors, but, as to be expected, my definition of the “outdoors” has changed dramatically over the years.
When I was growing up, in Istanbul, we used to play soccer all the time.  That was outdoors.
I also have fond memories of family road trips up north to the Black Sea, where my twin brother and I played in the notoriously wild waves under the watchful eyes of my parents.  That was outdoors.
In our teenage years, my father would take us on hunting trips where we spent hours scouring the wet, snowy ground for a few pieces of dry wood to make a campfire big enough to cook our “sucuk-ekmek”, a delicious dry, spiced, cured beef sausage sandwich.  That was outdoors.
Almost every summer, we would end up in Palamutbükü, Datça in the south of Turkey where my parents have a summer house.  We would spend entire days and nights on the beach.  That was outdoors.

Palamutbükü datca turkey
Jen, Vivienne & Me in Palamutbükü this summer
When I lived in France, we used to take day trips with my best friend, almost every Sunday, to the beautiful mountains and plains surrounding Montpellier. That was outdoors.
Then I came to US, and the term “outdoors” took a whole different meaning when my wife and I started camping.  Even while travelling around the globe yearly, we still make it a priority to take advantage of the vast and wonderful State and National Park system of United States.

sunset in playa negra costa rica
Playa Negra, Costa Rica
These camping trips make me appreciate the outdoors more than ever. Even on a cold fall evening, Jennifer and I usually opt for the chilly beach, instead of the warm restaurant steps behind us, counting the stars and listening to the roar of the pacific ocean…

couple on a beach in malibu
Malibu, California
Being a photographer, gives me tremendous opportunities to observe and document nature at its best. Photo shoots take me to outdoor locals far and wide and whether it is cold or hot, it doesn’t matter… I love being there.  Away from the city. Somewhat unplugged.  Any and all opportunity to be out under a blue sky or under a blanket of stars are welcome!

shopping cart on a barren desert floor
Bombay Beach, The Salton Sea
I never pass up an opportunity to get down on the floor for the pure pleasure of seeing and documenting the world from a different angle….

mushroom in a field in iowa
Bettendorf, Iowa
The thing is, since Vivienne arrived and brought an endless joy to our lives, our camping trips, our outdoor activities, even going to the park, has gotten way more interesting and fun.  This does not mean they are not challenging.  For instance, I would never again set our tent on the edge of a cliff looking down to Pacific Ocean from the high coast of Big Sur, at least for a little while! What you see in the following photograph, is the view from the door of our tent around 3am.

camping in big sur
Big Sur, California
I am extremely happy and grateful that I will be able to share all these experiences with my daughter.  I know Jennifer will present a glimpse of all our upcoming adventures with you.
Let me finish by saying this:  I am very proud of Jennifer for first providing a vehicle for our daughter to be active, to learn to connect to nature.  I am proud of her for creating the Mommy Hiker community and starting this blog.  I know the work she puts into it along with her writing, producing and acting career and I am always impressed how she is so patient, educative and loving towards Vivienne while she is handling everything else.  And finally, I am so proud of all the moms and kids (and dads of course) who are part of this Mommy Hiker community.  I look forward to the photography updates of the weekly hikes you all are enjoying on Fridays.  I will make an effort to catch another one of those soon.  Until than, stay well!

hiking in big sur california with an infant
Jen, Vivienne & Me in Big Sur, California