Leading up to our weekend away I’m certain that had my head not been attached to my body I probably would have forgotten to pack it. Just days ago all I could see was where things were going wrong. God seemed far off and while all I wanted to do was feel His peace, I was also wishing He would just cut me some slack already. It’s sort of embarrassing to admit to such icky feelings now.
Which is probably why the timing was perfect for a getaway to one of my favorite places with some of my favorite gals – my mom, Caroline, and Aunts Maribeth and Kimberly – to help gather some perspective and get my wits about me.
It was such a blessing to just be. To be taken care of and to be heard. To listen to others and to offer support and encouragement. To feel like your head is screwed on just a wee bit tighter. Of course my mom spoiled us with her hospitality and ability to always have a meal ready and a bottle of wine open.
somebody got new cozy boots…somebody else got a cozy stripy sweatshirt…sue me, we’re predictable.
p.s. Coco you are a dream baby.
And while all of this restorative and life-giving magic was taking place, back on the home front, Super Dad pretty much earned lifetime superhero status. In between, loving, feeding, and shuttling them to and fro, he took the boys bowling, to the movies, to church and to a friend’s house for a game of apple baseball. He navigated playdates and handled bedtime like an old pro. And not only did the boys have an amazing weekend with their super dad, but my hubby who knows me oh so well and gave his wife the welcome home gift of a spotless house, a freshly mowed yard, a garage cleaned out and – for the win – all the laundry was done. Amazing!
My only complaint* is that now mom is going to seem super lame.
But really, I’m OK with that.
*really I’m not complaining…remember I keep the bar set very low. Free suckers at the bank and the kiddos think I’m a rock-star. And if I use that sucky, tube-y thing to make a deposit? Well then I’m just too cool for words.
Anyhow. Life is good. Mama’s refreshed and I even have a handful of grainy pictures of me with my baby girl. How could things get any better than that?
PS – Somehow I don’t have any close-up photos of mom or Kim…perhaps they planned it that way? No matter I’m sneaky, see that pretty picture up there with two people walking in the distance? There they are!