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All by myself

By Richie Ann Ashcraft

What have I been doing? Nothin. No, really, nothing.

Due to a long story which I'm not a leisure to discuss publicly, I had to cut my vacation short and fly back from Portland. It really wasn't easy, leaving and knowing that the boys would be spending time without me on vacation in the Northwest.

The upside, however, was that I would get a break from being mommy.

A what?

Believe me, it sounded like a dream come true. I've longed for years now for just one day, just ONE DAY, off from my mommy chores. No laundry, no dishes, no cooking.

I immediately drove myself to the Blockbuster and the pizza joint, headed home, and put in the most sappy chic flick I could find.

The next morning I woke up on the couch, pizza box still on the floor, and blinked twice at the clock. 10:30 a.m. No way! I grabbed my phone to make sure there hadn't been a power outage while I was sleeping. Nope, sure enough, after 6 1/2 years, I slept until midmorning.

Then you know what I did? I ate, brushed my teeth, and went back to bed. I must have slept a solid 16 out of 24 hours that first day I had alone. I'm tired, literally, after years of late nights and newborns.

After sleeping, a lot, I tinkered around my house. I thought often that I should seize the opportunity to get a few projects done, maybe paint a wall or two, at the very least clean the bottom three feet of every wall in the house.

I didn't do any of those things and chose instead to sit on my balcony enjoying a cold tincho while reading the new Sunset magazine.

Not a bad view, eh? This is my new favorite. I highly suggest everyone run right now and buy a bottle. It tastes like a margarita without all the effort of shaking.

Here comes the lame part: after just a few days the joy of single living waned. I missed my husband and my boys. I don't know how to go back to not taking care of everyone. Not doing laundry and dishes is not as easy as it sounds. 

I called everyday, just to see what they were doing, and tell them I missed them. Soren lost a tooth and Jonas learned to ride a bike without training wheels. Without me, in just one week.

Without my family there's a heartache that won't go away. Nothing is going to be okay until all my boys are under my roof again. Until I kiss each and every one of them goodnight.

It makes me wonder who needs who here?

Come on home — I'm ready to be a mommy again.

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It’s crazy how time alone seem like a dream come true, but it turns out to be one of those “be careful what you wish for” moments. Hope your family is back home with you soon!




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