I spent quite a lot of time away from my family this weekend.
No, I didn’t go anywhere besides some places here in town, but for most of Saturday and some time on Sunday, I was away from Tim and the kids.
On Saturday I used my “spa day” gift certificate that Tim gave me for my birthday back in March.
Facial, massage, lunch, pedicure, manicure, hair shampoo & style and make-up application. It was a good day. I met some really nice ladies who took care of and pampered me. It was lovely and much needed.
That evening we went out with some friends from Tim’s work so the baby-sitter put my kids to bed.
On Sunday I wasn’t feeling so well (may or may not have been related to my evening out. Ahem.) and then that afternoon I went to see Eat, Pray, Love with my mom friends and then out to dinner while we discussed the book and movie.
It was a full weekend of me doing things without them.
I know it’s not that big of a deal, but for some reason I came home last night feeling guilty. I felt like I made Tim (who works SO hard during the week) do my primary “job” all weekend too. And don’t get me wrong, he was AWESOME about it. He even cleaned and did laundry and kept the kitchen clean the whole weekend. And he absolutely has nothing to do with making me feel “guilty”.
Except maybe in just doing all those things. I think I partly felt (still feel?) that way because I felt like he already had enough to do just taking care of the kids (including a teething baby!) that he didn’t need to do all that extra stuff.
Do I appreciate it? Of course I do. And I try not to take if for granted. I told him a million times over how much I thankful and blessed I am to have him as my partner.
And I missed him and my kids this weekend. It’s like I was so close, yet so far away.
Today is Monday and the first full week of school for The B Man.
My MIL arrives today for a visit and Tim has a full week of work ahead of him, including a short business trip.
I plan to spend a lot of time with my kids and as much as I can with my husband and enjoy my MIL while she’s here.
I know I need time to myself, we all do. But I think maybe it needs to be spread out a little more next time.
I don’t like the feeling of missing my family when I’m just right here.