It’s 1 a.m. and I can’t seem to settle down. After a 14-hour day of travel (7 in the car) down from SC to St. Augustine, FL, and back up again, my mind is whirring. It could be the triple espresso I grabbed in Georgia but I think what it really is is just pride, gratitude and happiness.
This trip has utterly transformed me as a mom. I know: big statement. But I’m sitting here now in bed after an awesome shower, surrounded by dozing kids and I just feel at peace.
Today I laughed, yelled, sighed, cried… You name it. But what I love about all that real stuff + family is the reminder that I have been a normal mom and that helps me feel grounded.
Traveling with my kids is that feeling times ten.
I am looking forward to what’s in store tomorrow (Charleston) and I also can’t wait to get home, pour over pictures and write a more detailed tale of our adventures (my four boys and I) but what I will say is that even though I’ve been working, it’s been with them & the total adventure that is road-tripping. Time has just moved differently.
I feel like I’m getting more done and also spending more time with the boys and less on my computer. I want to try hard to find a way to bring this groove back into everyday life without falling prey to that anxious feeling of being overwhelmed.
Perhaps beer helps?
I’ll be working on that but in the meantime I’m just so content to participate in this wild journey with my little men.
Think you can’t travel with your kids? Think again.
If you have any great stories about travel with your kids (rewarding or terrifying) leave them in the comments… I’d love to hear about everything!2