Hi and Welcome Back to Sunday Brunch!
Alright a couple weekends ago we had a rehearsal dinner and wedding to attend. It’s a 2 day trip up north. Yessss! 2 days to let loose, relax, sleep in, and be an adult!
We get up there, head to the dinner rehearsal to enjoy the company of our friends. It’s this nice pizza place and has unlimited beer! Score!
What does my inner conscious say.. one beer is enough Krissy! I really want to enjoy myself but I can’t help but feel this stupid mom guilt. I literally force Ryan to take us back to the hotel. Why? Because I’m an idiot.
We return to the hotel in time with Bdubs and McDonalds drinks to watch big brother. Aren’t we so spontaneous and young? Shortly after big brother is over we crash. Some night owls we are.
I wake up feeling like I slept for days! At this point I’m like cool it’s probably 10 we at least conquered a goal to sleep in. A big fat NOPE! It’s fucking 6:45 in the morning! SIX FORTY-FIVE! Why does life do this to me?
We get up, eat breakfast, go to super target (never been to one, and let me just say, mind=blown) go to the liquor store, and are back to the hotel before 10 am. Never have I ever done this in my life, but hey I have time to take a nap! Nope, who the hell am I kidding the nap never happened.
We get ready. Ryan’s pushing me to drink and my inner self is not having it. We get to the place the wedding is taking place. I am wearing skinny heals.. in GRASS! Anyone who is someone knows you’ll sink right into the ground. At this point I say fuck it. I cut ties with my inner conscious and let loose.
They have champagne during the ceremony…. 2 glasses please! We sit down, it’s hot, and come to my surprise I forgot to take my tag off my dress! Talk about embarrassing… whatever.
FINALLY it’s the cocktail hour. I need a drank. Not a drink but a drank! I don’t think my husband has ever witnessed me down as many white claws in a short amount of time as I did that night. I loved every second of it too!
At this point everyone is betting that I’m going to be the one who makes us go back to the hotel early. Hate to disappoint but I proved all of you wrong! The reception ends, we get to the bars, and Ryan gives me this look. The look of “IF I walk any further I’m either going to pass out or puke my guts out”. I am like WHOOOF “tough night huh big guy?!”. This man has already called an Uber before I can say let’s go back. The old age is so getting to him!
I wake up feeling pretty decent. Literally.
I recall on that Mom guilt I had and I am so very proud of myself for letting go and allowing myself and my husband to have so much fun.
It is 100% okay for you as parent to enjoy time away from your kids. You do not need to be glued to their hip all the time. It is okay to take “me” time and enjoy a night out every once in a while. If anyone tells you otherwise tell them to have a blessed day because they do not deserve your energy.
With that said, if you are a parent who enjoys time with your kids without needing a break that is 100% okay too. I commend you and know that you are amazing!
We should support each other in any capacity as we are all trying to figure this parenting thing out. Life is about finding the balance that works for you and yours and no two paths are the same.
I hope you have found that you are not alone and that you can love your kids and want to be away from them too!
Until next time!