I've read that husbands and wives who neglect their marriage for parenthood don't fare well when the kiddos leave the nest. It's been likened to "waking up next to a stranger" once the kids are all off to college.
All that said, in the spirit of investing into our marriage and making time for ourselves, we set off for a cabin in New Mexico and left our one-year-old with the happiest Granny in Grannyland. (She kept trying to get us to leave early and claimed that we were "bothering them.")
I was having the time of my life in the mountains of New Mexico and enjoying things that I have not enjoyed since our son arrived:
*Sleeping in and not making the bed
*Drinking coffee all day long
*Hanging with fabulous friends and chillaxing all day in our PJ's. (Some of us did not change out of our PJ's. Ahem. Robert.)
*Watching movies as loud as I wanted
*Midnight Margaritas with my husband
*Not having to be quiet. Ever.
*Not having to worry about a curious 14-month-old eating rocks, dirt, pain pills, ect.
*NO DIRTY DIAPERS
However, as fun as is was, no one ever told me that separation anxiety can be as intense for the mommy as it is for the baby. As much as I was enjoying those things, I felt like I left my heart when we left OKC. I know this is incredibly unhealthy and "psycho-mommy," but I don't ever want to leave him again! In fact, now that we're back home, he seems kind of mad at me about the whole thing.
Wife and Mommy are definitely hard to balance.