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July 14, 2009
Alone. Ish.
The girls took off with my dad today for their annual summer extravaganza. They've been super excited and talking about going for weeks. I know they're going to have a fantastic time, which as usual makes me feel like the least fun mom on the planet. I've grown resigned to the fact that some moms are fun moms, and some moms find fun people to send their kids off to.
I excel in other areas. I'll let you know when I think of one.
As usual, I'm torn about the girls leaving. I mean, I really look forward to some peace and quiet, and some relief from the constant "what can we do now" and the guilt from not giving them enough to do or taking them places to expand their minds. Of course, then I feel a bit guilty for being happy to see them go. I'm also going to miss the ways they help me out, intentionally and otherwise. They're great big sisters to Owen, helping me keep him out of trouble and doing what they can for him, but they're also great big sisters, playing with him and providing unintentional entertainment.
It's easier getting over the guilt, knowing that they have an awesome time with Grandpa, and they learn and do all sorts of things that just aren't part of our suburban lifestyle. I'm also starting to realize that it's just plain OK to want some time away from the kids.
Now, who's going to come and play with the boy for me?
Posted by me at July 14, 2009 7:46 PM