Okay, I wasn’t ALONE on Mother’s Day, I was with MY mother.
But I didn’t have the kids, or the dog, or the husband. I didn’t have to wake up early, limit my wine intake (bwahahaha!), or argue about how many episodes of Sofia the First were allowed.
I didn’t need to make a bowl of cheerio’s only to dump it out because, “that’s NOT what I asked for!” and make a bowl of oatmeal instead. I woke up at my leisure, got my coffee, my pile of magazines, and my laptop without anyone grabbing for it saying, “can I play a game?”
In the afternoon I read a magazine STRAIGHT THROUGH without interruption. Oh, wait, scratch that. My dad interrupted me to ask if I wanted a glass of wine. And yes, this is considered an interruption because OF COURSE I want a glass of wine!
I sat down for AN ENTIRE MEAL. In a RESTAURANT! The only person I had to help pee was myself.
I sat out in the sun on our beautiful dock without worrying someone was going to fall into the water.
I went for an awesome walk on the boardwalk with my mom and didn’t have to stop and wait while a kiddo rode one of those horsie rides and beg for candy.
And since no one was there to beg for every possible thing in the candy store, we went in the candy store and got something for ourselves!
I saw a dog in a hat in a fancy car. All of a sudden I feel as if I have entered some weird Dr. Seuss parallel universe. “Do you like my hat?” “No, I do not like your hat!”
I got ice cream. And didn’t share. Well, I did share. But I shared with someone that knows that when you share an ice cream cone you don’t smoosh your whole face up into it.
I did call my hubby to see how the kiddo’s were doing and this is what I got in return:
I did not call him again.
I do not feel guilty about my getaway. I do not feel bad that I chose to have some time to myself without my kids. I needed the time to refresh and have some of my OWN mommy time.
My girls were of course on my mind. They got treats when I returned.
I came home ready to spend some quality time with my kids. I am a firm believer that mom’s deserve some good ole fashion time away. It helps you be a better mom. It helps you be a better person. It helps you stay out of the local sanatorium.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Mother’s Day! Did anyone get a great gift…or an awesomely bad one? Leave your story in the comments!
Have a great crazy day!