I've been out of town for just a little over 24 hours and I have to laugh at myself. While I have been guiltily giddy over a couple of quiet nights away, I sure have been missing Stella. I don't miss the chaos, the mess, or the cooking, but I do miss my little girl and her laugh, her smile, her toddler talk, and her smell. I've got it bad.
This is always a reminder of how much life and priorities change once you become a mommy. It truly shows me that I was, indeed, ready for being a mom and all of its glories and challenges. It's nice to have that reinforced sometimes.
The hubby and I looked at one another the other day, somewhere in the middle of Stella running circles around us and drawing on the walls in crayon. He said to me, "How are we going to do this with two?" While the thought seems impossible at times, little nights away ease my mind that we can do it and that we are ready to do it. Well, as ready as we will ever be.
I don't always see other parents grasp parenthood. I love a night out with the girls or a weekend getaway without Stella, but those things always bring me to one place. I am a mom. No matter how I dress, where I go, or how many glasses of chard I may have (not now, of course), my main role is being a mom to Stella and soon to be baby #2. I come home happy to get back into that role, missing my little girl. I sure am enjoying this comfy bed and quiet room right now... But as much as I need a break sometimes, I am more grateful for what awaits me at home.