We’ve all met that mom. You know the one – the mom who proclaims that she doesn’t take any time for herself because she loves her family so much. I always want to go over to her, stroke her hair and say, “Sweetie, you’re a mother. Not a martyr.”
C and Hubster went camping for the weekend (more about their adventure tomorrow), so that means I had an entire weekend ALL. TO. MYSELF.
I was pretty excited, ya’ll.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my boys more than anything in the world, but it’s always nice to have time alone.
I suppose that when you’re a stay-at-home mom and your child is staying with his grandparents for the week, you can consider it a vacation right?!
Well, I guess I’m on vacation! After visiting my parents last weekend, we decided to leave C with them for the week since I was planning on coming back next weekend. They get time to bond with C and I get some time to myself. It’s a win-win, really.
I haven’t had time to do more than rub some product in my wet hair, scrunch up my curls and let them air-dry since C was born. That’s four months. Imagine my excitement when I saw Hubster and C sleeping in the recliner yesterday morning. I had time to do my hair! It wasn’t even that my hair looked fabulous when I was done, but more the fact that I was able to take the time to be ALONE and leisurely read a magazine while I did my hair. *sigh* It’s the simple things in life, really.