I know what you are thinking, "What kind of mother starts out a statement like that?" Let me explain...
This past weekend I got to enjoy the pleasure of taking care of no one...but myself.
I went up to a friend's cabin in the Poconos and enjoyed time with my college friends. No twins, no husband, no internet.
For the first time in a long time my first thought was not about the Twofer, what they were doing, or what I can feed them for breakfast.
It was about ME for an entire weekend.
The only whining I heard was from the wind outside.
The only fight I witnessed was between my friend, and the cork stuck in the bottle of wine.
I ate my good 60% chocolate without hiding behind a door (I'm not wasting good chocolate on the Twofer).
And I swore like a sailor and loved it.
Getting there I was so Scary, that when my friend bought her kids "trip gifts" I actually said, "My gift to the twins is that I actually come back from the trip".
But by the end of the weekend I had softened. I actually came home Sunday a changed woman. Unplugged, de-stressed, and ready to take on the mound of laundry and the backlog of emails without hardly a palpitation.
And, dare I say, I came back a little less scary.
1. The pressure to celebrate 10 years of marriage in a BIG way when all we really want to do is go out for a great meal and watch a movie.
2. The fear I have watching the twins riding a horse that is trotting...with no hands!
3. The fact that there are only 24 hours in a day and I need to sleep for at least 7 of those.
What are you letting go of?
2 years ago