Today I am packing ONE bag and leaving behind pack and plays, strollers, diaper bag (not that I have used a diaper bag for years, but I will be removing all diapers and wipes and paci’s from my purse), four children, three dogs, a cat, six chickens, a washing machine, a stove, a dishwasher and a wonderful husband who has agreed to tend to all the aforementioned. (Thanks Caleb, I love you sooo much. Smooch smooch!)
I feel like such a RENEGADE. def- an individual who rejects lawful or conventional behavior.
It has been six years since I have left all responsibility and children behind and had a little time to myself. Six years. So this weekend does seem so unconventional to me.
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law and I are heading to Austin this weekend for the Renegade Craft Fair. I am sooooo excited to see this awesome Etsy party come to life right before my eyes.
And while I am so looking forward to taking a trip with no children in tow, part of me is just a teeny bit sad to leave them behind. Heaven forbid Reecey starts walking while I am away! She has been on the verge for a couple of days now and is slowly letting go of her inhibitions and the furniture to take 3, 4, 5 steps! I just don’t want to miss a minute of them growing up.
But then again, maybe just one weekend away will be okay. Wait for me Reece, don’t you start walking without me here to see!