Maybe subconsciously I was feeling a bit guilty about leaving my son to have some time to myself, but I don't think that it's fair for moms to have to feel this way. Being a mom brings me incredible joy, but it's important for me to remember that, while it's a part of my identity, it's not the only thing that defines me. I'm allowed to do things for myself and have time alone; it helps me to appreciate the time that I do spend with my son and not take those moments for granted.
Before Stu and I had Beckett, we traveled quite a bit. I collected new destinations like coins in my pocket; I carried the memories of each one everywhere I went and liked the way they sounded as they clinked together. Paris. London. New York. Clink. Adding new ones made me feel rich. Basically the only thing [...]