Here I am, sitting here in the sports bar of my hotel, asking myself whether venturing out on vacation without my kids was the right choice. I know that I will actually get to sleep in, take part in activities without a toddler or a diaper bag attached to me, and enjoy a few tropical beverages. However, I can’t shake the feeling that bringing along the little ones would give me the chance to make valuable memories with them in the minimal downtime that I have. I am a single, working mother and I rarely have a chance to relax. I don’t have any family within a 7 hour drive and I only call on the babysitter for a night out, every month or so.
So, this begs the question—is it worth it? Am I doing my kids a favour by going away for seven days and catching up on the sleeps I might not otherwise get or would they—and I—be better served by a fun-filled, further exhaustion inducing family vacation?
Now, I know that the kids have had an amazing time with Grandma this week, eating awful things like Pop Tarts, cheeseburgers, and other things that I would not be feeding them. They got to go shopping for things that they didn’t need and be indulged in their every whim. This is essentially a two- and five-year-old dream holiday.
Personally, I have come to the conclusion that an entire week is too much for me, but this comes on the tail on my vacation, when I am not in a sleep-deprived state, surviving mainly on a steady stream of caffeine. I wish I could join the parents that hop on a flight, carefree and guiltless, but I am not in that group. On the other hand, perhaps I don’t want to be able to up and leave the country for a week without a worry or reservation about leaving my babies behind.