Last night I fell into bed declaring that I need a two week sabbatical from motherhood.
Phillip looked at me in such a way that his face showed that he was trying to think of how he could do something like this for me and then I worried that he would really try to make it happen and that I would be so lost and alone without my boys that I wouldn’t know what to do with myself and that all I really needed was a good night’s sleep.
“The memories of home and of her children rose up in her imagination with a peculiar charm quite new to her, with a sort of new brilliance. That world of her own seemed quite new to her now so sweet and precious that she would not on any account spend an extra day outside it, and she made up her mind that she would certainly go back next day.” - Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Title Credit – Irish Proverb