To feel like a kid again

by Lesley on January 30, 2013 · 4 comments

in marriage,travel


My parents were good about taking time for themselves when my siblings and I were young. Although I’m sure they would have liked to get away more than they did, I remember their diligence in protecting weekly date nights and taking vacations here and there–from Cabo trips with friends to desert weekends and even a trip to the 1988 Olympics in Seoul!

Since Anna arrived, Jonathan and I have only left her for one weekend when we went to Monterey. Our time away was fantastic, and much needed, but I thought about her a lot and was anxious to get home. This past weekend we got away to San Francisco for about 24 hours…and let me just admit…I didn’t miss her a bit!

I think the reason is, I felt like a kid again.

Funny how spending a weekend away from you KID can make you feel like a KID again.

Since this wasn’t our first time leaving Anna I wasn’t a nervous wreck like before. We were confident she’d have a blast with her friend Eden, and be cared for lovingly by Eden’s parents, so we didn’t even look over our shoulders when dropping her off on Saturday afternoon.

For the next 24 hours we talked without interruption, walked around the city holding hands without a diaper bag or sippy cup in site, and got drinks with our friends Zach and Laura at Top of the Mark. (The views were incredible!) And despite thinking it was physically impossible, both of us SLEPT-IN on Sunday and then laid in bed as long as we felt like before getting up.

We did what we wanted to do, when we wanted to do it. No schedule, no agenda, no planning, no responsibilities. And honestly, I think San Francisco is one of my favorite cities in the world. Who can resist the charming buildings, beautiful bay views, and incredible food?

Now that baby #2 is on the horizon, I really want to squeeze in as much as we can before we’re homebound for awhile. (Traveling with a toddler and an infant sounds scary. And not worth it.) We have a few little trips planned here and there, some without Anna and some with her.

What makes you feel like a kid again?

p.s. Hop over to today to read my guest post: Why Every Caregiver Needs a Coach

p.p.s. photo credit to (my suitcases are functional, not cute like the ones above.)

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