Thursday morning, Zoe woke up early and called me into her room. After I entered she threw her arms around me and said with a sniff, “I don’t want Mama to go!” She knew Q and I were leaving that day for a little vacation, and she was clearly feeling sad about not seeing us for two days. I assured her all would be fine, and her tears went away – but later that morning, after dropping off the girls at school, I was the one to feel sniffly. Forty-eight hours doesn’t sound like much, but it would be the longest I’ve ever been away from the girls (something that is, in my view, both pretty cool and pretty scary).

Our trip to Vegas was taken to celebrate Q’s big birthday - and was only made possible by Pop Pop, who flew across the country to babysit for us. While we were away, the girls had a blast with Pop Pop, who had his most-ever amount of bonding time with them, and Q and I got some much-needed relaxation and kid-free time. It was a trip for Q, but it did a lot for me, too: reminding me of what life was like before the girls, reconnecting me and Q, and recharging my battery. And it also made me realize how lucky I am – especially because we have family that makes a get-away like this possible. (Thank you, Pop Pop!!)

It filled me with happiness to see the girls at the airport upon our return (“I missed your faces,” I told them), and I know they were happy to see us too. And yet: I’m more than ready for the next birthday celebration or other excuse to get away. Any babysitting volunteers out there?? ;)

-M

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