Back to the real world......

Well, in a few hours I will be headed home..

What an interesting weekend it's been.

Rob dropped my sister and I off at the airport on Friday and I felt like something was missing. Could it be the three kids, the husband, the five pieces of luggage to check in, the three carry-on's, the three car seats and the stoller. Yep, I think that was it.

When we arrived in Utah, my dad came to pick us up. I felt like a little girl again......the "baby," (I am the youngest of 7 children) without my "babies." There I was in my dad's car, my sister in the back seat and I had no one to take care of but myself. It was really strange.

On Saturday, after a 9 1/2 hour certification workshop, and getting lost in the dark on my way home (you see, I am night blind and I was in a very unfamiliar place), I found myself, again, with no one to take care of. I chatted my parents ears off (just like old times), my sister and I went out for ice cream, and came home and watched a movie. No diapers, no screaming, no kids to put to bed...........nice.....but again, strange.

Today I got up and had only myself to get ready for church. There, I got to listen to the speakers, enjoy my nieces and nephews, and actually feel the spirit. It was awesome. My sister hosted a family get together and without even thinking, I got up to get the kids food. Then I realized they weren't there. It was bizarre. Nice, but bizarre.

I only wish I could say Rob was enjoying this time away as much as I am.

When I taked to him on the phone yesturday, he said, "Mel, I don't know how you do this. It's hard!"

VALIDATION!

I think every father should get to have an adventure in motherhood, even if only for a few days. Just to get a feel for what our lives are like, day in and day out.

I LOVE YOU, ROB!

Thank you for giving me wings to fly and being the wind that keeps me soaring high above the clouds.

I owe this all to you. You allow me the freedom to follow my dreams and I love you for it. I feel extremely blessed to have you.

I am so grateful for my adventure in freedom. But alas, it's time to go back to the real world. Back to REAL LIFE. To my wonderfully supportive husband, and my hillariously funny kids (that is that I would think they were hillariously funny if they weren't MY responsibility). This time away has taught me that my husband and my kids ARE REAL LIFE...............MY LIFE and I think it's about time I start enjoying them a little more. Don't you?

Thanks again, Robbie. You're the best!