We took a mini-vacation to Milwaukee and spent some time with family (and friends) over the span of five days. It was filled with beaches, parks, a museum, the zoo, general exploring and lots of laughs.
It was so much fun but the best part wasn't everything we did (although the Milwaukee zoo is a.ma.zing if you haven't been) but was all the family time.
We spent five days as a unit. Everything we did (for the most part) we did as a party of four. As a stay-at-home mom I'm used to spending a lot of time (like almost every waking moment) with my kids, but it takes a vacation for us all to be together that much.
My husband is busy. He has a demanding job during the week (that can extend into evenings and weekends) and then is a rock star on the weekends (and sometimes during the week). And although his schedule is hard sometimes, he has given me the ability to stay home with our kids. His sacrifice makes time that we can spend all together all the more special. So I love vacations...even if the location is just a little drive away.
But that was then, this is now. Now we are home. Now everything is back to normal.
And I'm missing my husband.
I know that I'll get back in the swing of things but that's where I'm at right now.
However, I wouldn't change how I'm feeling. Isn't it good that I miss my husband and wish we could spend more time together? It's better than the opposite, right?
Good news though--today is Friday! That means family time is right around the corner.
