I’m not sure if I should be saying this sheepishly or proudly: I’ve never gone away, even for an overnight trip, without the kids. The hubby and I have never gone on a vacation alone or even a weekend getaway on our own, since our first was born in 2009. Everywhere we go (if we go) is together.
The closest I’ve come is when I let Keyan sleepover at his grandparents’ while Kyah’s still at home with us. (Back when Keyan was 18 months, I had to l attend a funeral out of town for a couple days but I don’t count that because he was with his dad.)
And now the time has come to take the plunge. After more than 4.5 years, the hubby and I going away for a weekend. And not for just one night like I wanted, but two nights! And I won’t lie, I’m nervous about it. I know the kids will be well taken care of, but I can’t help feeling anxious. I’m leaving both my kids, for two days and two nights and I won’t be around if something happens, if they need something, if they miss me or if I miss them.
If I am honest with myself, if I wasn’t being nudged, I probably wouldn’t even do it but in reality I do think I need a little break. A night without having to put anyone to bed but myself and not having to be woken up three times throughout the night, being able to sleep-in past 6:30am and then lie in bed as long as I want in the morning? Maybe I’ll even read a book! Sounds amazing 🙂
I also know it’ll be good for the hubby and I to spend some time alone, not just a dinner and movie for date night but a whole weekend to focus on us.
And the best part of this whole trip will be when I get back home and get hugs and kisses from my two little ones. I mean absence does make the heart grow fonder right?
How did you feel the first time you left your kids to go on a trip? If it was difficult, how did you deal with it? I’d love to hear your thoughts.