What did I learn from this time away? Without kids, I could...
1. Pee when I wanted to.
If I felt like I needed to use the bathroom, I did. I wasn't trying to herd four kids around while making sure that their stomachs were full and their shoes were tied; I could listen to my body and just go. Usually, I forget about it until everyone's contained in their seatbelt and I remember that I really, really need the facilities. Not only did I get to go when I wanted, I could relax while doing so; I didn't need to fear that my three-year-old would unlock the door and take off (while leaving me exposed yet again.)
2. Browse for food until I found something that I wanted.
Let's be honest, normally we just pack sandwiches and granola bars for the kids when we go out because, well, money. If we decide to be fun and try to find a place to eat, there's not a lot of time to think before the kids get really adamant about where each one would like to go so we need to make a decision quickly. I spent 20 minutes looking around the market until my stomach decided it wanted a ham and cheese croissant warmed up.
3. Wait as long as I liked to get my food.
I ordered a delicious grilled cheese sandwich from a food truck with a long line. I didn't have to worry about having toys in my purse or a bathroom nearby; I only had to enjoy the scenery and listen in to see what each person ordered ahead of me.
4. Walk as far as I wanted.
I didn't have to think "Okay, if one or two kids decided that they were too tired right now, could I make it back carrying them?" "How many kids could I fit in the stroller if I had to right now?" "If someone had diarrhea right now, where is the closest bathroom?" I think I worry about bathrooms a lot but if you've been in my shoes this is a fair concern.
5. Soak in the details.
Usually I'm occupied keeping a continuous eye (or hand) on the youngest two if we are in an urban area. Okay, it's not just the younger two, I need to make sure that my six-year-old isn't eating or licking something strange either. With my hands in my pocket, I looked up, down and all around.
6. Drive without a map.
It didn't matter how long it took to get to my destination; I knew the general direction and I would get there. I didn't have to worry about high-pitched screaming and head-locks in the back seat of the van which would require the quickest route to try to maintain my sanity.
7. Sip and savour my morning coffee.
There was no gulping down the second half of a cold cup of coffee. I took my time eating too. My kids engulf their food and once it's done, they're out of control again so Gary and I usually pound ours back, too.
8. Lay in my hotel bed DURING THE DAY.
For two hours I laid in bed and read a book, surfed Facebook, and ate a dark chocolate bar. Then I took a bath (first one in three years–don't worry, I shower daily) and returned to bed to read some more. Now that is the dream!
9. Ask myself what I wanted to do.
"Hey Self, you want to sit on the bench for a minute and relax? Do it." "Hey Self, you want to go back to bed in the middle of the day? Do it." "Hey Self, you want to go into that store with a whole bunch of breakables? Do it." "Hey Self, you want to drive to three different look-outs to just get out for a minute? Do it." What do they call this? Self reflection? Being selfish? Whatever it was, I loved it. There was no wondering about all the possible factors that could come into play leading to an even larger number of outcomes, it was so simple.
10. Reflect on how awesome my husband is.
Nope, he didn't hack my list. So often I am consumed with everyone's immediate needs that I fail to recognize or acknowledge how supportive my partner is. With all those other tabs closed, I could just think about how blessed I am. He wasn't sure if I wanted him to visit me while I was away but I did. He got a babysitter, drove 45 minutes to spend an hour getting dessert with me, and then drove home. It was our first real date other than a Netflix date on the couch in four months. Usually we are much better at dating but with the the addition of child #4, things are going to be different for a while and we're both committed to making our marriage the best that it can be (which is hard work by the way!)
What I've realized is that although it was dreamy to escape for 24 hours, I can add pockets of rest and relaxation to my every day by being intentional and prioritizing it.
Instead of checking Facebook from 8:00-8:30 pm, I can take a shower and climb into bed to read a chapter from my book. Instead of always encouraging a family walk, I can get out for a walk by myself. I can afford to book a massage and I can make time for a yoga class. Taking care of ourselves is unbelievably important, not only in regards to being happier at home, but for our overall health.
I had forgotten how to listen to my body because of all the noise – both in regards to decibels and in the busyness of life. If you had 24 hours to yourself, what would you do?
Love,
Louise










































