Spring Break for Moms

  • by Trish Berg
  • March 27, 2014
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Struggling with loads of laundry, clutter in the kitchen and chaos in your life? Stress can easily steal our joy. Trish Berg reminds us to simplify the small stuff and find Joy in the Journey. We are on spring break this week, but I have to say that with four children holed up in the house with me, and snow piled here and there, it sure doesn’t feel much like spring, or much of a break, if you know what I mean. In high school, spring break was about working at the mall, staying up late and blowing way too much money shopping for shoes. In college, spring break was about resting and recouping from college life, research papers and final exams. Boy I thought I had it so hard back then. Now, nearly thirty years later, what happened to my spring break? Oh, I do sleep in a bit…until seven in the morning since I only have to get myself ready for work, and the kids can sleep in. But does that even count? I think we, as moms, need to re-invent spring break. Make it more mom-friendly. Imagine if we could create a camp just for moms - just for spring break. It would have to be someplace warm and tropical, with palm trees for shade and waves crashing into the shore. And a place to sit back and sip dark, black coffee with Cold Stone creamer in the mornings, on a deck, in view of the beach, listening to the waves crashing on the shore. By invitation only, worn out, stressed out moms would vacation there. No husbands (Sorry, Mike) and definitely no kids allowed. Our day would begin with sleeping in, as late as we want, in the softest, king-sized bed you could imagine with extra pillows as big and fluffy as clouds. Breakfast would be served at our convenience, all day, whenever we desired, followed by massages, facials, manicures and pedicures on demand, whenever the mood hit us. And chocolate would be everywhere. There would be chocolate fountains throughout the campsite, with fresh fruit, pretzels, Oreos, and anything else we could dip in and enjoy. We would spend our days lounging in the warm sun, soaking up rest and relaxation, reading all those books we have been wanting to read, but never finding the time. Lunch and dinner would be served either poolside or in a gorgeous restaurant, whatever we choose. And there would be no mac and cheese, hot dogs or peanut butter and jelly on the menu anywhere. Only grown up food, for sure. There would be soft music playing all across the campground, and only whispering, low voices would be permitted. No shouting, no arguing, no never-ending, kid-background-noise-that-makes-you-want-to-bang-your-head-into-the-wall. And if ever anyone muttered the word “Mom,” they would be immediately escorted by security from the campsite never to return again. Every night we would enjoy chic flicks, of course, full of romance with story lines to tug at our heart strings just enough so we would need more chocolate to ease the pain. And handsome actors, that’s a given. We could stay up late, as late as we wanted to, and talk and talk and talk to our girlfriends until we lost our voices. And giggle. We would definitely giggle a lot, about life, motherhood, men, and nothing much at all. And when the day was done, we would settle into the hot tub in the warm night air to soak up just enough warmth and relaxation to be able to drift off into the deepest, most all consuming sleep you can imagine on our king sized bed with our soft, fluffy pillows, stretching out our arms and legs from corner to corner. Ahhhh…..what was I Saying again? Oh yea, its spring break, and the kids are home. ‘Nuff said.


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