This past weekend, I went with one of my closest friends to the St Regis Monarch Beach for a little Mommy Retreat. We both left our little girls at home with our husbands, and we spent 2 days and 1 night away. We don’t live too far from the resort, but man, when you’re away from your kids you really do feel like you’re on a different planet.
It was pretty perfect; we spent the first few hours at the spa getting massages, then we just hung around until cocktail hour…had a few (or many, whatever) drinks, and had an ridiculously beautiful dinner at Stonehill Tavern. I mean, we ate like kings. And maybe it was because our friendly bartenders and wait staff knew we were on a rare getaway from our kids….we were honestly showered with complimentary drinks and dessert.
It was such a fantastic weekend away.
Of course I missed my husband, and Olive. But to spend a few hours with no agenda – no mealtimes, no bottle times, no naptimes, bathtimes………..and cleaning up after all these “times”….was bliss.
On a more (secret) selfish note, I wanted my husband not only to bond with Olive over the weekend, but I also wanted him to experience what my life as a Stay At Home Mom is like. When I got home, I asked him how it felt to spend so many hours with Olive alone, and without help. And what he said truly echos the feelings I have on a daily basis – It is so tiring, and so frustrating at times, but the rewards are great. His patience is constantly tested, and he has to make sure he’s setting an example that he wants his daughter to follow.
“Oh….also, my back hurts, a lot.”
YEAH buddy, yeah.
Patrick did such a great job with Olive over the weekend. Sometimes I forget that I can let go and TRUST that he’ll be an attentive caretaker to her. I just have to let him have the chance to.
OH WELL I GUESS I WILL HAVE TO GO OUT OF TOWN MORE OFTEN THEN.