The Worst Spring Break Ever

According to Judge Brown Visitation Guidelines, the non-custodial parent is allowed to have the children for an entire week of Spring break and the Easter holiday on the even-numbered years. And since Brian's normal weekend backed up to Spring Break, the kids were with him for TEN WHOLE DAYS. 10.

Y'all, I've never been away from my kids for so long. Even when Brian and I flew to St. Lucia to get married when Jaina was 2, we weren't gone that long. I've never been by myself in my house with no kids.

At first, it was kinda fun.

Slept as late as I want. (Still woke up at 5 AM one day, though!)

If I cleaned something, it stayed clean. For the entire week!

Ate whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. No cooking unless I wanted to.

Stayed up late reading and watching Netflix.

No kids to tell to quiet down and go to bed.

I ran the dishwasher once all week. Maybe twice.

I did a couple loads of laundry the first of the week and then had nothing else to wash.

After the first few days, I felt rested and recharged. For the last few days, I felt anxious and lonely. My days were long. They were boring. I missed cuddling with Jocelyn. I missed watching TikToks with Jaina. I missed helping Jayce with his English school work. The house was clean, but it was also eerily quiet.

I was counting down the hours until my kids returned. They arrived at my doorstep in need of a shower, hungry for "real food", and with a pile of dirty laundry. I have never been so happy to see my kids in my life.

By the next day, my house wasn't clean any more. I had already done 2 loads of laundry and run the dishwasher twice. And you know what? I'll take a loud messy house any day!

I told Jocelyn that Spaz was my new child now.