If you've been around the last couple of weeks, you know I took a lovely vacation to Hawaii with my best friend. You know we had some fun times and lots of laughs. We left our families behind, my husband and three kids and her husband and two kids. I was anxious and giddy at the same time. I don't like flying without my family, especially 4,500 miles. I was thrilled to be going somewhere so wonderful with my best friend, whom I hadn't seen in almost a year because of her remote living location in Guam. I received some shit from various people about leaving my husband with the kids, vacationing without my family, spending so much money on ME, etc. etc.
With all of that said, here is a conversation LQ and I had by the pool, about 4 days into our trip.
Me: "I know some moms would slap me for saying this, but I don't miss my kids."
Her, looking at me intently: "Neither do I."
Me: "I don't really miss MG, either."
And people, it was true. I loved talking to them on the phone and hearing about their day, but I really didn't miss them. And I realized I don't when I go away. Eleven days is the longest I have been away from them. Prior to this trip, eight days was my longest and those trips were with my husband. (Actually, I had WEEKS without the kiddos when I was recovering from surgery and I was in a whole other mind frame then and I don't count that!) I am always excited to see them as I am making my way home. I am always excited to see MG when he gets back from a trip. I love the hugs and kisses that follow my arrival. But while I AM away, nope, no missing going on. I so enjoyed the relaxing, laid back days of my vacation that I couldn't imagine being anywhere else. I could have stayed much longer. I knew my kids were in good hands and I knew my husband was gaining even more valuable experience as a parent - getting their lunches packed, checking homework, getting them on the bus, dressing them for pictures, getting them signed up for extracurricular activities, making the trip to ER for a broken bone and the follow up appointments - all the things I do when I am there. He even arranged for his own help by calling his parents and asking them to come for some of the time I was gone.
Oh, and while we were having that conversation, I do believe we were sipping one of these, a strawberry lava flow which we had every day we were at the pool.