Tuesday I leave for my brother and his bride’s wedding. Due to finances and work constraints, it will be a week with no children or my husband in St. Lucia. I’ve been scratching my head a bit packing. We have been attempting to build our family for nearly eight years now, and have actually been parents for four. So, there are no diapers or pull ups to pack for this trip. It struck me that it is now my new norm. It is now odd to not pack for small people. Hmm. Kind of cool.
I still battle nausea, food and smell aversions. Please don’t let this get in my way of having fun and relaxing. Also hoping that the quiet times don’t lead me down “that path.” That dark lonely dusty road where those thoughts lurk of what is happening to my child. I do my best to not go there, to keep busy enough where there is no time to think…just do. Nothing good ever comes of “going there.” So, here’s to finding a week of peace and fingers crossed no nausea.
Not much else going on here. Off to eat some breakfast.
Trips away are both refreshing and upsetting for me. Usually the first 2 nights & 3 days I enjoy myself, then it gets hard. I fret constantly on whether Peanut slept through the night, which sets the tone for the day, I swear.
It helps me (and LP) to have “a treat a day” to unwrap, pending her good behavior. These are $1 art projects items I pick up at craft stores.
And I always bring her back “a big chocolate bar” (LOL, a full size Mi.lky W.ay) when I return.
I hope you have a fantastic time. Although normally quiet/alone time allows you to have peaceful introspection, you can also use the time to turn off your brain and just plain recharge.