Zula visits the Pool

Every morning, I do a quick workout with my silver dumbbells. I can't let all that breastmilk turn into baby fat!

After breakfast, dad told me that we were going to the swimming pool. Wow...was I excited!

But once we got there, I started having second thoughts...

We took a little break, while I thought it over. Was I ready for this?

Scared of water?....well maybe just a little bit.

But then I thought....I'm Zula Rose. I'm already one month old. I'm a famous blogger. Of course I can do this. I'm all about grabbing the bull by the horns, sucking the marrow out of life, seizing the day....bring it on!

Yeah...the pep talk definitely made me feel better.

Dad held my hands, and I jumped back in. This time I soaked it all in....the refreshing cold water, the sun on my cheeks, and the sound of splashing and laughter.

After defeating my inner demons, I kicked back with mom and laughed about what a funny day it had been.

My mom's the greatest.