For over a week I have been trying to get together with a friend for breakfast, coffee, anything, as long as it was just us and not our kids. That may sound harsh, but we are both exhausted mommies, and we deserve a break. Finally this morning, it looked like we were going to get our mom date. We each dropped our kids off at school and met at a nearby restaurant for breakfast.
For the next hour we both let out a steady stream of stories, worries, and favorite things about our kids. We finally had a moment without kids, where we didn’t have to clean, fold or put away anything, and still all we talked about were our kids. We gave each other advice about hard things we were going through, and bragged about how great our children were. Hard as I try, I can’t think of a single non-child related topic of conversation.
What really amazes me about my break from my children, the break that revolved entirely around them, is that it really worked. I left feeling refreshed and ready to go back to my kids. When I picked my them up from school I was ready for the yelling, screaming, and general no-nap-shenanigans. My little mom date was a beautiful way to recharge my battery, and one I hope to be repeating soon.
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