Back when I was a first time Mom, I said a lot of stupid things. I said that my kid is never going to eat fries. I said they were never going to watch television and we were never-ever going to abandon them for an entire weekend.
See? I was hilarious.
Now, five years in and more to do than we usually accomplish on average day, I’ve learned the importance of mental health days for parents. And even more important than that? Mental health weekends. You know, where you spend a weekend not worrying whether you’re going to have enough all-season clothes for the kids. You sleep in, sleep alone, and wake up semi-refreshed feeling like you’re ready to tackle it all, and then you lounge in the hotel bed for another couple of hours, because you can.
Those are the weekends that you get the chance to reconnect. That you get the chance to talk about things that you haven’t had the chance to talk about in ages. Where you get the chance to eat without rushing out of the restaurant for fear of the people under five losing it. Those are the weekends that keep you bound together, that give you something to look forward to, planning the next getaway together. Those are the weekends that you get to watch an entire movie that’s not been stopped forty times on the DVR. Those are the weekends where you’re not rushing to get busy during nap time on the weekend when one of you isn’t falling asleep after being awake since seven in the morning, and still coping with not getting a full eight hours of sleep. Those are the weekends that you come home, so utterly happy to see the kids with a refresh button hit, ready to tackle the everyday with a newfound sense of calm.
Those are the weekends that you accidentally book months in advance, and book for a Saturday/Sunday – instead of a Friday/Saturday and you’re left without a babysitter and face the prospect of taking the kids.
Five years ago, pregnant me would have judged like crazy this person trolling for a sitter via her pool of Facebook friends – because who does that? Who abandons their kids for the whole weekend?
Hey first time Mom? You do. Five years from now.