Weekends rock! You know it and I know it. But over the years it seems like they have rocked for different reasons. In college, the only difference between a Saturday and a Wednesday is that there is no class…post college the weekend meant not having to get up early for work. I loved sleeping in and wallowing in hung over self pity….now we have a son, and my weekends have a new meaning. I love every moment of having my entire little family together. I love having The Captain here to spend the day with my and the little man. I cherish it more than anything…that is why I love my weekends.

Every day is kind of the same as a stay at home mom. Every day I spend the entire day with my son. I wake up pretty much at the same time (with him), and go about my mommy day. Wash, rinse repeat… Monday through Friday I navigate my duties pretty much on my own. Other than my daily chats with my best friend, Captain Awesome, My parents, and my social media peeps (don’t judge), it’s me and the little dude. I speak in the third person, wear sweat pants, play with toys, wait patiently for nap time, and to be honest I love it. That doesn’t mean that I don’t wait for Saturday’s to come. Not because I get to relax on Saturdays or…no it’s kind of the same daily routine…but I get to do it with a partner.

For the first year and a half of my son’s life I did most of the work (if we are being honest) when it came to taking care of him. I nursed him for the first year meaning I did pretty much all of the feedings…woke up with him in the morning pretty much every day…and took the brunt of the responsibility. Now that he’s older I share it. Although I still do most of it…I know let Captain Awesome take some of the burden. These days 1 day a weekend I get to sleep in a little later. By later I’m talking 7:30 or 8:00 but it’s something, and I love it.

I love running errands with my little family. There is that joke from the movie “the Hangover” about going to Bed Bath and Beyond and Home Depot if there is time. But it’s true..that is some of my weekends. And you know what? It’s all good. I love having Captain Awesome with me to help get things done. I can’t promise that he agrees with the love of errands but this post is about me…not him.

I love planning little activities, or big activities on the weekend. That’s how memories are made. But even if we just sit home that’s OK too. Even little walks around the neighborhood are better when it’s the 3 of us. All is better when it’s the 3 of us.

It’s funny how my weekends have changed. Wallowing isn’t an option anymore. There is no more sleeping till 10 or 11 then sitting on the couch all day. It just can’t happen. I don’t even think I would know how do to that anymore. My weekends are even more special now. I get to see how happy my son is to be with both his Mommy and Daddy and I am thankful to have a husband who shares in the desire to spend time together as a family. Weekends are just great….are we there yet?