with Angella Dykstra
I'm a mom of three, a professional accountant, and an amateur photographer and writer. I am not a marriage expert. But my husband and I take "Til death do us part" seriously, and here I'll be sharing how we keep our marriage strong while we both do that insane work-life juggle.
Check out my Work It, Mom! profile and my blog, Dutch Blitz.
I was out of town this past weekend for a blogging conference. I flew out Friday morning and arrived home Sunday night. It’s my favorite annual conference and I always come back of it refreshed and recharged from spending quality time with some of my favorite people from inside (and outside) of the computer. I chatted with my family each day, but they were busy with activities and such and didn’t miss me (too) horribly.
I know that some people feel tremendous guilt when they go on these weekends, be it from their spouse, kids, or the people helping with their kids. I don’t get that from my husband at all — he knows how much I get out of these weekends — and I come back with more of a spark. My kids don’t make me feel guilty either, probably because they know that I always come back with a souvenir for them. And also because their Dad is a bit of a rock star parent.
How about you? Do you have guilt when you travel?
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