I returned home from momcation for 36 hours and then hopped back on a plane with Charlie to pick up Luke in Phoenix. I'll be here for a couple of days enjoying the beautiful weather with my parents and then home for a few days before going on another vacation.
I thought that being reunited with my kids would be a difficult shock after the glory that was momcation, but it really wasn't. The [sad] reality is that once you have been initiated into motherhood, you can not go back to the naivete of your childless days. In other words, even when I am on vacation, I can never really be on "vacation."
Take for example - sleeping in. My kids have not only ruined my bikini body, but my internal clock is crushed too. Prior to having kids, I easily slept in till 11 a.m. on a Saturday morning. Now? No way!
When I first arrived at Kelley's house, she said in all seriousness, "Let me explain to you our schedule. We go to bed around midnight and wake up at 10:30 a.m. every morning...."
I started laughing. "Wait. 10:30 a.m.?!?!?!? Is this for real?"
Kelley was not laughing. "No, this is real."
No matter how hard I tried to sleep in, I couldn't do it, even with a 3 hour time difference. Every morning I found myself lying awake at 7:00 a.m., desperately trying to go back to sleep. As is everything else in life, this was all the kids' fault.
Nevertheless, I will try my best to get over my hard feelings towards the kids for ruining my inability to sleep in so that we can enjoy our limited time together here in Phoenix.