Personally, I think extremes are bad. People -- okay, let's be honest, Moms is who we are talking about here -- who are constantly doing whatever because they "need time alone" and they are never spending real time with their kids? Not so good.
People -- I mean, Moms -- who never do anything by themselves at all? Not so good either.
I'm far more of a middle-of-the-road person. I spend lots of time with my kids. I love 'em. Really. Most of the time I like them too.
This past week, though, I had the chance to have this for a view:
And I took it.
Dale had meetings for most of the day and evening, and I sat in a nice, air-conditioned hotel room with *that* as my view. By myself. With a stack of books, some stuff I could soak my feet with, a whole bag of cherries and a container of blueberries.
And no children.
It was heavenly. I could soak my feet and not worry about anyone else. I could grab 4-5 cherries and not have anyone ask if they could have some too. I could read my book and not think about making lunch, checking the mail, or brushing someone's hair.
I was away for three days. I came home with a much better attitude about everything.
Sometimes, you need to take advantage of opportunities like that.
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