A brief break

Today I took off with a girl friend of mine and was away from the children for 3.5 hours. They were with their father. It was the first time in a very very long time that I’m away from both kids. In fact, I don’t even recall when the last time was when something like that happened. It felt nice.

But I was worried to death half of the time. I kept checking the time and thinking about them. Would they nap for their dad? Would they finish eating their lunch? Would he be going crazy and not let me do it again? Should I call and check up on them? I think I should. No, I shouldn’t because then I will sound like I’m nagging and doesn’t trust their own dad. But I want to know what they are up to right now, how they are doing/coping without Mama.

Oh dear. Was this really a good idea?!

Well, I came home 3.5 hours later to find one kid already napping, and the other one waiting for Mama’s milk before she will go down for her nap. All in all, it went perfectly fine. I worried for nothing!

Maybe it will get easier next time.

And I should drive next time. Being the one behind the wheel most if not all of the time, I found myself feeling slightly nauseous* and getting white knuckles sitting on the passenger seat. Oh where did we go?! To a seminar that’s what. Next time I should plan on something nice and relaxing and doesn’t require a lot of thought.

* There is another story to tell about nausea / motion sickness. I’ll save that for another day.