We all love our kids more than anything on this earth and would do anything for them. In fact, we prove this point from the moment they’re born, in varying degrees, until they reach adulthood and sometimes beyond. Therefore, my new solution to the surest way to a Happy Mother’s Day is to fly the coop. Now that the kids are older (4 & 7) and easier to care for, my girlfriend and I took it upon ourselves to plan a weekend getaway just for us girls. We didn’t mean for our escape to land exactly on Mother’s Day weekend, but in retrospect, it couldn’t have worked out better. This was the only weekend available before school lets out in the coming weeks and we become full-time social coordinators for our kids during the three months of summer vacation. Not to mention the fact that coincidentally, this weekend happened to be the one that our city received record amounts of rain and my house flooded. I have to admit, I’m not sad to have missed out on that cluster f*ck! Although the mess was no fun to come home to today, at least I was slightly more Zen than usual post girl’s trip and therefore better able to handle the situation.
Last week when I was shopping for a Mother’s Day card for my Mom with the boys, my youngest asked what I was doing. I told him that I was buying my Mom a card for Mother’s Day because it was the next weekend. His response, “Mother’s Day? When is Kid’s Day?” My reply, “Every other day of the year!? Your kids don’t give a shit that it’s Mother’s Day. To them it’s just Sunday. They’re still going to want you to make them food, schlep them to the park and wipe their asses. Let me ask you this, what better way to celebrate Mother’s Day than by doing something that you actually want to do? You have 364 other days of the year that your calendar is jam-packed full of shit you HAVE to do. Just because it’s Mother’s Day should not mean moms have to spend the entire day with their children. I got home from my trip this afternoon and within five minutes of walking in the door got shot in the throat by one of my kids with a Nerf dart gun…True story! Several hours of quality time before bedtime will prove more than enough for this Mother’s Day celebration.
Several days in a city five hours away turned out to be the perfect plan for our escape. Far enough away that we couldn’t be summoned home without good reason and close enough that we didn’t exhaust ourselves with the drive. This was definitely the best Mother’s Day gift either of us had ever received. Sure, it was our idea. And of course we made all of the plans. Nevertheless, all the credit goes to our husbands for saying yes! They watched the kids and kept them healthy and happy for several days without us to rely on for backup (or everything, depending on the husband). Who cares that my house was a disaster upon our return or that my children hadn’t bathed or brushed their teeth in three days? Who cares that my basement is full of water and our retractable awning above our deck was ripped off the house? A day at the spa and a couple of others to fill however I saw fit, was enough to put this Not So Zen Mom back on track…for the moment of course. I’m not sure how many more Nerf darts to the throat I can take before I’m back to Not So Zen, but for now, I’ll just enjoy it while it lasts! This weekend I actually was living the dream. If you’ve forgotten what relaxation looks like, have a look: