My Night Away
I had my night away from the kids finally – my first one ever – and I have to admit that it wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be. I was on a church leadership retreat and all I kept thinking about was how incredibly well I was going to sleep without needing to listen for the kids at all, but my sleep was pretty sporadic because the beds weren’t comfortable and the air conditioner was really loud.
So much for my perfect night of sleep.
Sleeping without the kids nearby wasn’t the fantastic experience I thought it would be, but I will tell you that the only time I felt a little weird about being away from them was the next morning. I woke up and got ready for our morning meeting in record time – four minutes, actually, and that includes a quick shower – and then went for a walk with a friend of mine. It was weird not needing to get anyone else dressed or fed or ready to go, and that’s when it really sunk in that I was away from the kids.
By the way, all the moms in attendance who have jobs outside the home were completely amazed that this was my first time away from my kids.
It was fun, but I don’t know that I’ll be doing it again any time soon. The best part of the whole trip was walking through the door when I arrived home and having the kids rush into my arms, showering me with kisses and hugs. Really, who wants a retreat from that?