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Somewhere among the poopy diapers, snot-streaked shoulders and dishpan hands, I believe I lost track of this important part of myself. More regrettably, I think I stopped believing that it was an important part of myself.
While I was on this trip without my wonderful children, I applied full make-up and styled my hair every day. Accomplishing both has become quite rare for me lately.
I laid in the warm sun in a bikini, for crying out loud. My poor belly -- which has weathered a recent miscarriage, three full-term pregnancies and an equal number of cesareans over the past five years -- hasn't seen the sun shine in I don't know when.
With each passing hour away from my mothering routines, I could feel "the SEXY" inching her way back into my psyche. "Oh, yeah! I remember this girl! She's a blast!" {My husband thinks so, too. Winky-wink.}
Every evening I got dressed up in a nice outfit and went out to a decadent dinner with a handsome man. We even went out dancing a couple nights. One night we went to the Bourbon Room at the Venetian, which plays nothing but hits from the 80s. I knew every word to every song and, yes, we partied like it was 1999, or at least 1989.
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| { that's us on the front left in this photo courtesy of The Bourbon Room's facebook page } |
There was a moment, as a Poison song was blasting through this ultra-cheesy 80s bar, that I started getting teary. The music was bringing back such memories about where I was and who I was back before kids and a husband. I led a somewhat exciting life before my family. But, I became overwhelmed with such gratitude for my life now.
I feel so lucky to have had a little luxurious break from the day-to-day details of motherhood. And, how blessed am I that I get to go back to lovely Saskatoon with a wonderful man, to two amazing people who call me Mama and with my long-lost SEXY back where she belongs?
I guess I am living proof that not everything that happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!
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