A few weeks ago my husband said to me at the end of a long day, "I think you could use some mom therapy."
My thoughts went like this: I am a mom and my husband thinks I need therapy. Have I really failed him so? I asked, "Can you please explain the phrase 'mom therapy' ?"
He complied, "Maybe you should catch a ride with your sister up to Utah for a few days break. You know, spend some time with your mom."
Oh. Go spend some time with my mother in Utah kind of therapy. . .at least he doesn't think I'm going crazy. Wait. . .did my husband just suggest that I take a break from that 24/7 full time job called mother hood that has been mine for the past 11 years, 2 months and 9 days? The job that in 6 weeks will only get crazier? Could this really be a possibility? Wouldn't the family fall to pieces with out me? I would have to think about this. For a least a few seconds.
So I gave it some thought and decided that no, they wouldn't fall to pieces, and yes, I did need some mom therapy.
So last week after driving up with my sister, her stand up comic husband and 2 kids (only one of whom was in the throws of motion sickness vomiting) I spent 3 1/2 glorious days in Utah. Though the weather was snowy and bitter cold to this AZ girl, I had taken my scarf. Did you know the scarf is the essential accessory for keeping icy winds away from your delicate neck skin? It is. And with scarf properly wrapped, we ventured forth into 3 days of stress free, child free emotional detox. There was lots of shopping (the recession induced window variety), visiting and let's not forget, eating. My mom makes awesome food. So does Kneaders. And thanks to Nancy we can now add 'Quilted Bear' to the list of great spots for a girls lunch.
And every day when I talked with my beloved I got to hear him say things like: On Sunday: You have a really hard job! I don't know how you do this! On Monday: This is like herding cats from sunup to sunset. On Tuesday: Its' just a constant flow of children in need. On Wednesday: I can get nothing done but taking care of Sophie.
This was music to my ear muffed ears! It is good to feel appreciated.
So the next time your husband insinuates that you need therapy, don't take offense.
Just start packing.
4 comments:
Oh your hubby is scoring BIG BIG points here.
You lucky girl...a full 3.5 days sans children?? It sounds like a dream to me!
GREAT therapy~
Mandy told me about the mom therapy. sound like just what the dr ordered.
I'm glad we fit you in, even though I was having serious doubts we'd fit it all the night before! And I'm also glad you weren't too turned off by my carsick kiddo. We had a lot of fun, and I'm glad we talked you into the Quilted Bear.
It was such fun to have you here. We should try it again sometime when the weather is warmer!
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