Sometimes I want to put this place - any place - in my rearview mirror.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And lay on the beach and sleep all day and not look at my smartphone or have to fix a meal or wipe a butt.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And rewind the clock and remember what my body looked like before I pushed out three beautiful babies.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And fly half way across the world and backpack through Southeast Asia, or take a Jeep through the Australian outback.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And go hang out in the city with my besties and do the things I used to do before I couldn’t do them anymore. Shop. Spa. Eat. Drink. Repeat.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And get dressed up in a fancy frock and put on my best shoes and get picked up by my debonair boyfriend (now husband, ahem) and head out to our favorite restaurant, the night fresh in front of us, with no worries of bedtimes and babysitters and bottles.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And turn back the clock to the summers spent at camp in the Northwoods of Minnesota. Sailing, archery, waterskiing, horseback riding. Heaven.
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And drive up to a Cubs game in the afternoon, and then head to Milwaukee for a Brewers game at night. Yes, a two-city, day-night doubleheader. (My husband and I actually did that. Twice, BC — Before Children.)
Some days, I want to run away from home.
And take my mom to lunch. At Neiman Marcus.
Today was one of those days.
When all I wanted to do
was run away from home.
But I know tomorrow will be better. And I won’t want to run away. I’ll want to be a mom and a wife and all that good stuff.
But today, I want to run away. And that’s okay.
Laura Weisskopf Bleill is the co-founder and editor of chambanamoms.com. You can reach her at laura@chambanamoms(dot)com.
Good for you for sharing your feelings and for being comfortable enough in your own skin to know that it isn’t a character flaw.
I recently offended a young friend/mother because I was looking for a cruise that was geared toward adults. It is okay to want to run away from yours, and everyone else’s, kids sometimes, and most parents (and grandparents who parent their grandchildren full-time) have those days, if they are honest.
Thanks for letting the cat out of the [diaper] bag!
Wow, this could not have come at a more perfect time!
Love. and take me with you when you run away
I think there will be a posse of us. Yes, you will come.
I ABSOLUTELY UNDERSTAND THIS!!!
And why haven’t *I* done the two-city-two-team-double-header-thing?!? I’m a Milwaukee gal!
It’s not as easy as it sounds – the schedule gods have to align
This is great — thanks for writing so honestly what most of us think! My sister once quipped to my new-mom self, “If mama ain’t happy, then nobody happy.” Every so often I remember those words and do something that makes me feel good about myself, and I finally (five years and two boys into motherhood) have gotten over feeling guilty about it.
Thanks for this. When I have a night out with the girls or a little time to myself I’m so much nicer to be around and have more to give to my family.