with Amy Urquhart
I’m Amy and I’ve spent the last three years trying to strike that perfect balance between being a wife, mom and professional career woman. I’ve decided that I’ll never perfect the art of “having it all”, but this blog is a chronicle of my attempts to continue to do so. I’m a blogger (my personal blog about Canadian home life is Hearts into Home), gardener, college instructor, wife to Graham and mom to Nate. If you’re also a working mom who finds there just aren’t enough hours in the day, I hope you’ll enjoy this column!
Read her blog at Hearts into Home.
Scrolling through my Facebook feed, chatting with my local friends via text, talking to family members on the phone, I’m a bit surprised by the number of people I know who are planning or taking vacations right now. I hate to admit it, but I have to admit it: I’m a little jealous. Or, possibly, a lot. Where do so many people find the time and the money for a proper vacation?
Part of it must have to do with prioritization—we tend to make time and/or resources available for the thing that are most important to us—but part of it, I think, has to do with expectations.
Growing up, my family didn’t vacation. We just didn’t. That’s not to say we didn’t travel—you can’t not travel when your parents are from countries other than the one in which you currently live. But our vacation time was spent driving or flying to see family, not going camping or cruising or paying homage to Disney.
So, as an adult, when I finished college and was gainfully employed and living on my own, I did what I knew. I accumulated vacation time and spent it visiting family, sometimes driving a few states away, sometimes flying to another continent. And spent my time with people I loved and it was always interesting and I was always glad I went, but I thought it was normal to come back from vacation feeling more burned out than when you left.
Yesterday, I drove to a beach town in my state to hang out with one of my dearest friends. My kids played with hers in the sand while I sat in her vacation rental and worked. I joined them in the sun later, and we went out to dinner, and I swear it was the most relaxing day I’ve had in at least a year, in spite of the work I had to do while I was there.
Is vacation—real, honest-to-goodness relaxing vacation—a priority for your family? What do you do, where do you go, and, in this economy, how do you make it work with your budget?
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