Life has been a whirlwind. Can you believe I’m trying to start a new design business, grow a garden, be involved at the YMCA, and raise both girls without getting breaks?
Welp let me be the first to say I just can’t do it all. Funny right. So when my sassy three year old said some cruel words I actually called her a B*R*A*T. I don’t use harsh language with my girls so this sounded really nasty coming out of my mouth.
Man I’m not perfect. And my long list of to-dos has been untouched as I crawl into bed wirry and worn out.
Finding balance as a working mom is intense.
So when my sister-in-law said she needed help finishing the design of the home they are remodeling in Arizona my husband purchased tickets right away. I think he could tell I was going a little nuts. Haha or maybe he feels guilty he has three big trips planned in the next few months and I’m about to taste what being a single parent is like.
All this to say I absolutely loved my weekend away. Even though it was 116 in Phoenix and I struggled with guilt leaving my nursing baby it was completely worth it getting a break for a few nights.
It was my first solo airplane ride in three years.
So weird and awesome. Although I almost offered to help out all the parents with crying babies I actually got to read part of my book.
Being without my kids gave me some rare quiet moments to reflect on my parenting and make goals in areas I need to improve. I got the chance to take a breath and tell myself I am doing a good job. The break also helped me get the rest I needed so I don’t start every day exhausted and cranky.
So for you busy mommas out there I highly recommend a night or two away.
Take a break. Take a breath. And take heart.
These years we survive will someday be the years we long to repeat.