Moms need breaks too

I have the best hubby. Earlier this week he asked me what I thought about him taking the kids down to his parents house for the weekend, since I had a church activity that was going to take up about 5 hours Saturday. When I told him I didn't have to attend the activity he still planned on going.

"I'd still like to give you a break," he said thoughtfully.

Last night when I asked him why I needed a break but he didn't, he (obviously) mentioned that I am with the kids all the time, and he isn't. When I asked why he thought I needed a break, he didn't hesitate to tell me I've been kind of short with them lately. I didn't even get mad at him for saying that. Because it is true.

I don't know if it is the extreme cold we've had this January, or the ages and stages they are in, or my constant health worries (I'm not really sick, I just have a mole that needs to be dug out, not simply removed, but surgically dug out ... and I think my ovaries have cysts again ... nothing big, but still two things I can't get off my mind).

I really don't know why I need this break. But I do. I need it.

I'm sure going to miss this cute, book loving, kitchen playing doll face!

But I need a break.