After nearly five and a half years (since Will was born) my husband and I are FINALLY getting a weekend alone. He’s taking me to Chicago (the city, not the band–Cari!!!) and we’ll be staying downtown, shopping, sightseeing, and going to Dirty Dancing the musical. Yippee!
Do I feel like a bad mom for leaving my kids? In the words of Napoleon Dynamite, “Heck No”.
I actually feel more like a bad mom for not taking this much needed time away from them sooner. But that’s life when all the grandmas live far, far away!
I’m sure there will be more to make me feel guilty in upcoming weeks.