Mama’s Independence Day

You know that famous speech from President Whitmore (Bill Pullman) on the movie “Independence Day” right? It ends with a captivating and emotional, “Today we celebrate our Independence day!” Well, that’s how I feel and I bet it’s how all moms feel when we got some alone time. You with me? Today I declare this Mama’s Independence Day! Oh yeah!

After a partially disappointing first Mother’s Day, where a waiter was an @$$%^7, our food was a joke, my hubs spilled a glass of water on me while I was attempting to contain what felt like Phoebe’s puppy from “Friends” and the other patrons were looking at us as if we were evil minions, I stand by the movement to make Mother’s day a day OFF for moms all over. We ended up having a good time the rest of the day, but we need our me-time every once in a while and that’s why I’m off for three days this weekend. Woo Hoo!

It was so strange packing for this weekend! You amazing mamas know what I’m talking about… For the past year I’ve been packing diapers, bottles, onesies, noisy toys, monitors, bibs, itty bitty spoons, and occasionally forgetting some of them in which you then have to improvise (moms are improv masters, btw). This time around, there was none of that! Only bathing suits, pjs, and other beach clothes. That’s it! When I walked out of my house with only one bag in hand I felt like the chains were broken. Happy dance.

I kept thinking I was missing something. Oh right! The essentials! So I grabbed a bag and put some vodka, ginger beer, limes, prosecco, Fritos and banana granola. Seriously. Then I embarked on a 1:15min drive down to the Florida Keys. I stopped at the supermarket and bought brownie brittle, frozen foods (because I don’t plan on cooking), cheese and crackers, coffee (that I will actually enjoy sipping quietly), and a bunch of other unnecessary crap. Who cares. I’m bingeing.

I already spent the first overnight by myself. Loving it. And then my bff joins me the day after with her hubs and another awesome couple. I honestly don’t care whether I’m alone or I’m the fifth wheel. I just want to feel like an adult for more than 2 hours before my eyelids give into the bliss of sleep. Yesterday, I read, swam, tanned, scrolled, drank a moscow mule from an adult sippy cup, painted my nails and almost made it through “Notting Hill” without falling asleep.

This morning, I already Facetimed with my husband and my baby for a quick update. I got a “besito” from Alfie and a quick game of peek-a-boo where he squats behind the coffee table and I ask “Donde está Alfie?” and then he pops up with a big smile. He makes squats look so easy. Then we read “5 Little Monkeys” before his first nap of the day.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my life but I just need a break every once in a while to rest and re-energize. Being a stay-at-home-mom is mentally, emotionally and physically exhausting and just like everyone needs a vacation from their day-to-day job, I need this too and I’m not ashamed to leave the boys behind and take this time for me. We all need some me-time. I do not take this for granted one bit.

Have you had some me-time lately or wish you did? Or did you feel guilty leaving your family behind? Tell me all about it! I want to hear!

Have a lovely long weekend and thanks for reading!

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