The other day I was engaged in some light Facebook stalking and saw a status update from one of my friends from college. It said that she was vacationing in Greece (nice!). Actually, this particular friend vacations a lot. And all over the world. From San Francisco to South East Asia to Peru to London... the girl's been all over the globe.
I must admit that I was a little bit jealous upon reading her status. Okay, okay. I was a lot jealous. I love to travel, but obviously I don't have the opportunity to do it as often or as long as I would like to because, well... I'm a mom.
When I was in college, whenever I had the opportunity (and finances!) to travel, I took it. And when I graduated, I was totally psyched about the life I was about to embark upon. In the words of Mya, I was "single, sexy, and free." Free to do whatever I wanted.
Just get up and go. Whenever. Where ever. Well at least whenever I had a vacation from my teaching job.
I had BIG dreams. To travel, that is.
Less than a year of living-it-up NYC style, I found myself pregnant. And all those dreams quickly faded away. I've always wanted to go to Spain and when I was in college, I vowed that I would go once I graduated and could afford it. So when I got pregnant I thought, guess that trip to Spain is never gonna happen.
I must admit, I resented my pregnancy a little. Okay, okay. I resented my pregnancy a lot. But at the same time, I wanted to be a good mother for to my unborn child. So I read all of the books and magazines, went to the birthing classes, and kept all the doctor appointments. But that's a total tangent and a whole other post. Back to the point.
Now that I'm a mother, I still feel a bit jealous of my childless friends from time to time. Sometimes I want their freedom. The ability to get up and go. Whenever. Where ever.
But I'm happy and grateful that I get to experience the world with my son. It may require saving and planning months (months!) in advance.
And I may have to worry about keeping him busy while at an airport or on the airplane.
And I may not be able to stay out too late or party once we're on that fabulous vacation.
But seeing the world with him will be a little exciting. No, no... it'll be a lot exciting. This summer, we're going to Hawaii. Next summer, maybe Spain.
We'll both add stamps to our passport at the same time. And nothing (nothing!) beats that!