My heart is racing. I’m anxious, nervous and excited. Even my butterflies have butterflies. You see tomorrow I’m off on my first solo adventure. I know, I know, I’m a grown woman and I’ve never been overseas alone before. Hubby and I have been together for 11 years and since having my first son five years ago I haven’t travelled anywhere solo.

I’m excited because I know I need this break. I need the sleep ins, endless hours to write and time alone to just think. I can’t remember the last time life was still and I could sit and think. At the same time I’m anxious because I know my heart will ache for my boys every minute I am without them. I know they will be fine, more than fine – I’m just trying to come to grips with the fact that their life will go on for the next week without me in it. My hubby is an amazing dad who will cherish this extra time he has with the boys. They have loads of cool stuff planned for when I am away and I can’t wait to hear all about it.

It’s hard to let go and not feel guilty but that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to say goodbye tomorrow with a big smile and know I am doing the best thing for all of us. Time out for me means I can be the best mummy I can be when I get back. Today I’m squeezing them all a little bit more, kissing them endlessly and promising gifts on my return. I’ve been appreciating every moment with them and giving them all my attention.

Bring on my first child free flight in years!!!!