As I am spending time adjusting to life with 5 beautiful children, I didn’t want my blog to just whither up and die, ha! So I reached out to some lovely bloggers and they jumped on the opportunity to share their hearts and lives with us! Today we have NJ from A Cookie Before Dinner and she is sharing the joys of a momcation. Really, I don’t even know what that is?! But now I think I need one!!! Enjoy her post and please show her some love!
My husband deserves a gold star. No, a gold star won’t do. Maybe a medal or a trophy. I’m not sure. But he is amazing. A few weeks a go he took our preschooler (a boy) to his mother’s beach house. He gifted me with a momcation. A 3 day and 4 night all inclusive stay in my own home without my kid.
To say it was amazing would be the understatement of the year. To say that I didn’t miss them like crazy would be a complete lie. But in the end, I learned so much about myself and who I am as a mother. Also, I didn’t have to worry about wiping anyone else’s hiney but my own. Awesomesauce.
Here are a few highlights from my momcation. I’d show you the slideshow of photographs, but there aren’t any. I was too busy
I sat a spell on my neighbors porch swing, watching the nightly parade of puppies and strollers go by. I drank lemonade and participated in conversation with grown ups.
I cleaned my house. And reveled in the fact that for three days, it stayed that way.
I stayed up way too late immersed in a good book. And slept the morning away. Then, I drank a full cup of coffee while it was STILL HOT. Still hot people!
I called a friend just to talk. We got to speak uninterrupted for an hour.
I went to brunch with my girlfriends.
I pondered the irony of our neighborhood ice cream truck playing “All Come All Ye Faithful” as he drove down our streets. Dude might just be brilliant.
I kept the cat alive, but killed the strawberry plants.
I got a hair cut and took myself out to dinner. I ate the most amazing grass fed beef burger of my life. I didn’t have to share my fries.
I filled a friend’s love tank by sending her out for an hour of kid free errand time. She repaid me with central air and cookies. I sat with her preschooler and learned more about My Little Ponies than I thought was humanly possible.
I spent several hours working guilt free on my blog. In fact, I spent the entire weekend not feeling guilty about anything. I know I can’t be the only one who is caught up in the cycle of mom guilt- that one where I feel bad for sitting and playing with the preschooler and the laundry sits unfolded. And then when I fold the laundry I feel badly that I’m not playing. Vicious cycle, vicious.
When they returned, I was stoked to see them. I came back to the work of motherhood refreshed and recharged. I didn’t waste a single minute of their time away (well, except for those few hours on facebook but let’s just call those relationship building).
For those of you wondering, they had a blast at the beach house with grandma. I heard stories of late night ice cream runs, too much screen time, and an epic scavenger hunt on the beach looking for sea life. It was just as beneficial for them to get away with out me as it was for me to be home alone. A win for everyone.
Have you taken a momcation? Do you dream of one?
What would you do with your time?
Tell me in the comments below!