Two weeks ago, I left my children in North Dakota...about 5 1/2 hours away...with my parents for TWELVE DAYS!
That's right...almost TWO weeks!
I can hear you already...what was I thinking?
We had started talking to my parents a couple of months ago about having the kids for 5 or 6 days this summer, but because of the exact timing, other obligations on our part, and my brother's kids' schedules, it turned into 12 days.
And I DID NOT like the idea at all!
We had left our kids last summer for 7 days while Brad and I took a trip to Colorado. They were 2 1/2 and 1 at the time...actually, I think we left ON Caleb's first birthday...was that wrong?
Before you call social services on me, we did have his first birthday party the week before.
Anyway, that week was so refreshing to our marriage and our souls, but it was a terribly long time to be away from our children.
This time was no less hard leaving my kids...even though Sammy kept asking us when mommy and daddy were going to be leaving and telling EVERYONE she met that she was going to stay at Grandma and Papa's house for many, many days.
Separation anxiety? Nope. Neither of my children has that.
(I do truly love this, but once in awhile, a few tears from my kids
would be nice!)
So while my husband and I were doing house projects, hanging with our youth group students, watching movies and playing games until the wee hours of the morning (since we actually
could sleep in), driving each other crazy because of unmet expectations (one of the biggest issues in our marriage...will blog about that another time!), spending way too much time at Menards, etc., our kids were having a SMASHING good time at Grandma and Papas...despite all my worry, loss of sleep, and almost daily anxiety about their safety and well-being.
Sammy and Caleb's vacation from Mommy and Daddy included...

trips to the Dakota Zoo,

visits to Great-Grandpa,

lining up ALL of Grandma's toy trucks,

playing dress up
with the two rocking horses,

hanging out with the cousins,

spending hours outside in a play house,

eating nutricious North Dakota soil,
and my PERSONAL favorite...

frolicing in the tall prairie grass of North Dakota.
Even though I spent a great deal of time beating myself up for
allowing them to be gone for so long, I know that this time being apart from them was so healthy for my marriage, for me as a full-time stay at home mom, for my children, and for my parents.
I think they had so much fun that I'm not quite sure they
actually had time to miss us. While selfishly, I hope they did, I'm also quite relieved that someone
other than me can love, care for, and enjoy my children as much as I do.
Because isn't it my job to help them become independent from me? Don't I need to rely on others to help me parent and raise these children? Isn't it good for them to bond with their grandparents?
Yes, yes, and yes...but it is SOOOOOOO good to have them home!