I can’t remember the last time I had three hours alone.
But this weekend, I enjoyed some time to myself. I didn’t tote around a diaper bag, or a stroller, nor snacks and juice boxes “just in case”. It was just me, my laptop, my Pentax, and coffee – and it felt good, funny – but, good.
I know that I need a chance to rest, to rejuvenate, to be the best I can for my girls.
And the greeting I get when I return? The smiles and the screaming – makes me feel like a total rock star! And that, my friends, is priceless.