Do you even imagine all the things you would do if you were kid free for a day or even just a few hours? All the things you could get done or all the things you would do? Like cleaning the house and enjoying it staying clean. Eating all your favorite foods you have to hide because you know they’ll come running when they hear the wrapper opening. Going to the grocery store and not having to rush home. Sometimes it’s the little things that get us excited.
I definitely imagine what I’d do it I was kid free. Sit down and read a book without having to reread most of the page. Clean the house just so I can enjoy it staying clean for a while. Eat all my favorite snacks without having to share. I had all these things I wanted to do when I was kid free. Most of them I could surely do while they were home, but it’s not the same. My kids have been home now since March. Almost an entire year. I love them to death, I swear I do, but I’m only human. I need a break from them just like they need a break from me.
My husband and I celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary this weekend. Since he works 6 days a week we planned to take the to their nana’s (my mom) for the day and night so we could celebrate. We wanted to get out of the house for a bit so we tootled around at the mall for awhile. Then we grabbed dinner on the way home and relaxed at home for the night. The next day I had planned to pick up my kids, but when I called my mom said they were going to do something. I cleaned the house and got some work done while i waited. After a few hours I called again to tell her I would be on my way. The kids yelled no in the background, so they ended up staying another night. I get it nana’s house is more fun than home. HA!
Had I known i was going to be kid free for 2 whole days, I would’ve done so much more. Unfortunately I didn’t know at the time. Since I cleaned while I waited to pick them up, I did get to enjoy the house staying clean for a bit. I wasn’t prepared to not pick them up. By the time I had found out they were staying another night, my husband was on his way home from work. Since it was our actual anniversary, we had a nice dinner together again.
My kids have been home since March. Although I love them with all that I am, I still need a break from them. I envisioned dancing and singing at the top of my lungs. Binge watching my favorite shows. Watching that movie I’ve been dying to see that isn’t kid appropriate (they don’t watch with us, but they still come and go into our room or the living room, so we don’t watch them when they’re here). Reading a book without having to reread any of it. All the things I wanted to do and I did none of them. They weren’t bad days, they just weren’t what I planned. I missed those little turds though.