As you are reading this, my husband and I are boarding the cruise ship that is about to take us on our first real vacation since Anna is born. She is staying with my parents who are certainly going to spoil her rotten. She is moderately excited about her first big independent adventure, and I think that she will have a wonderful week with two adults who adore her and want to entertain her non-stop.
It’s a strange feeling – two of us leaving our daughter for the very first time. I went on business trips before, but I always knew that Anna is still in her familiar environment with her father. Now she will be at grandparents’ place for the whole week, and we will be out of reach. At the same time I am really looking forward to the trip. I love my daughter, and I love spending time with her. But I am not a person who wanted a baby (or the whole bunch of them) all my life. I always wanted to have a career, to travel the world, to enjoy adult conversation. When I am with Anna, I feel that 90% of my energy is focused on her, and I only spend 10% of my brain power on the rest of my surroundings. Luckily, my husband doesn’t begrudge this. We still spend a lot of couple time after Anna goes to bed, and we have very interesting conversations, but they all happen on our couch in the living room. He is very excited to be able to get off that couch and go dancing and walking on the beach without our daughter in tow. And I am hoping that having a relaxed vacation will help me to regroup and rediscover some passions that I lost in my juggling act as a working mom.
In the meantime, I have some giveaways and guest posts scheduled for this week, so you won’t miss me too much. See you all soon.