Why is it that I feel so much guilt over leaving the babies for a few days with Jeff when I clearly need a break? The guilt has got me good. My two best girlfriends and I are planning a trip in August and while I am excited beyond belief I feel so bad about leaving Jeff with the two crazies for 3 days. Why do I think nobody can care for them except for me? It’s certainly not an ego thing…more like I don’t want Jeff to have to deal with just how insane they can be. I deal with the insanity everyday, but am hesitant for someone else to deal with it. Insanity for mama is what that is! I will miss them crazily and be so happy to come home to them….but HOLY SHIT! I’m going on vacation!!!!!!

We haven’t all been together since October of 2004 when this picture was taken. Stacey had just had Ayla, her second baby and Julie was visiting Vegas with her two boys. I’m so excited for us all to get together again.

 

I’m also SUPERDUPERUPER excited to go white water rafting down the White Salmon River in Oregon. We get to jump off a cliff, ride the waves, and hopefully make it out unharmed. I’ve never been rafting so I’m nervous, but so excited. We’re going hiking and mountain biking, eating yummy food, drinking yummy mojitos, and having a slumber party. Could it get any more fun?!?!?! When I think of only feeding myself for a few days, no diaper changes, no crying babies, no 5:30am wakeups, I feel a little less guilty and a little more giddy.

 

P.S.

A big huge sloppy wet kiss and thank you to my wonderful husband for encouraging me to go and taking his own life in his hands when volunteering to keep the crazies for three straight days. He probably won’t make that mistake again. =)