The other day I was packing my suitcase for a trip I am taking this weekend and it hit me, this was the first time in five years I was packing my suitcase just for myself. It was five years ago and a couple of weeks when I first packed a suitcase with little itty bitty newborn baby clothes in my hospital suitcase mixed with my comfy post-partum leave the hospital clothes, some fresh socks, toiletries, and my favorite music. Over the years it slowly turned into diapers, toys, books, way too many pink outfits, oh and is there room for any of my things in this suitcase? Funny how that happens.
Hesitant excitement fills my mood tonight, before I step on a plane and wave goodbye to my hubby and two girls. Five years have passed and I am taking the leap with a dear friend, to have a weekend all to our grown up selves. We shopped together picking out clothes for fun fancy dinners. The kind of dinners I only dream of with out children picking off our plates or our purses full of distractions to just get through the quickest snarfing of food, so we can get out of the place before meltdowns ensue. I envision leisurely dinners this weekend where the wait staff gives us the stink eye, wondering if the damn party of three in the corner is ever going to leave. Probably not, for we will be on no one's clock but our own. Funny how that happens.
It's amazing, to not feel one moment of regret for the last five years of spending so much wonderful time with my girls. Coupled with not one moment of regret that the girls can spend the weekend with their daddy. Their daddy that they just adore so much, he'll be theirs until Monday afternoon. Considering it was just this week, that my 22 month old pulled on J's leg while he was getting dressed for work, looked up at him and said, "Don't leave Daddy". What a milestone. How precious are all the moments really. I'm glad J is going to be creating some with the girls. And I am thrilled I am going to be creating some new memories with old dear friends, friends that I am so happy to share my life with. Funny how that happens.
Five Years ago, October 2003
Fast forward, October 2008
(On a side note, I may try my hand at mobile blogging, but I make no promises, there sure will be plenty to write when I am back!)