This weekend was a great one! I took another vacation with one of my sorority sisters. We could say we both definitely needed it and for it to be our first vacay together, we had a blast!
We went to Myrtle Beach, which is somewhere I haven’t been before. Any place with the word beach attached is definitely an added incentive when I go out of town. I had an amazing time. For me, it was just the fact that everything was so peaceful. When I was away, I had not a care in the world. I could do whatever I wanted to do and when I wanted to do it.
For this weekend only, I wasn’t Whitney the wife and Kynnedy’s mother; this weekend, I was Whit. Just me, sipping fruity rum-laced beverages, putting my feet in the sand and making funny faces with my sister. Having this weekend of little responsibility, made me miss it just a bit. Not worrying about what I had to do at work the next day (I was actually forbidden to mention work the entire trip), or what was for dinner, or making a list of groceries, I worried about NOTHING! Lol. I was so happy to be living in those moments, inhaling in the fresh air, embracing the warmth of the sun on my face, going and doing things I had never done before.
While I was more than appreciative of this free time away from my regularly scheduled program, I also had mixed feelings of feeling ashamed for wanting to escape from my wifely and motherly duties. I, in no way never have a moment of regret in how my life is right now. I love the roles I play in my family composition; but is it wrong to also enjoy those precious moments when you don’t have to worry about running behind your toddler, or making sure you discuss the upcoming bills or grocery plans with your husband? Being that this is my first time actually experiencing this, and only talking about it in person before, I must say that I was battling with how I truly felt and if it was wrong for me to feel that way about it.
As I reflect on the weekend, I personally think it’s ok for moms and wives everywhere to take a mini escape, and leave our capes hanging in the coat closet for a weekend. I also think feeling guilty comes with the territory. As a wife, mother or both, we hold a critical role in our household. We are what keeps everything together, and without us there is chaos. We work hard maintaining and catering to our family’s needs. At some point, we should get a turn to play hard and be catered to 🙂 !