little context, i 27f, have been home with my son who’s 3.5 for the most part since he was born. we’ve tried daycare a couple times but it never worked out because i was working just to pay daycare. so i would work nights and weekends. this past year especially, we’ve been attached at the hip. i’ve really struggled with solid steady work. he’s truly my best pal. i love him dearly.
he’s also 3. he’s extremely energetic. he talks more than any kid i’ve ever met, lately the questions stump me more and more. “where was i when you were little?” bc we do love each other so, we snuggle in the morning as part of our routine. if were sitting down hes on top of me. if i have to run to the bank or store for 1 thing or just wanted a coupon coffee, hes comin’. his dad works 7am-5:30/6pm ish m-f. its rough with us. he works hard. we dont communicate the same. he doesnt think raising children is the same as working 40 hours. he thinks that i should be able to do both. ive just been waiting til i dont have to pay for him to go to damn preschool… thats all another story.
my mental health sucks prob bc my relationship sucks. im super depressed. we live 3.5 hours from my hometown and 1.5 from his. never see family. i have maybe 3 friends ive made since we moved here in 2020, hes got tons. he golfs often, if i dont have a shift that weekend day. or even after work. my girlfriend from home came to visit. ive known her since i was 12. i love her dearly and she’s like an aunt to my son. by the end of her short stay, she offered to buy me a plane ticket for fri-sun to celebrate her bday with her in florida. we found a super cheap flight and would stay with a another close friend of mine who moved down there from where we are from after getting a new job a few months ago. i havent seen her place yet. theyre both single and dont have kids.
when she bought me that plane ticket all i could think about was getting the chance to sleep in, getting the chance to eat what i wanted when i wanted without having to share with a lil boy, i could go do grownup stuff like shopping or getting dinner or going to a bar. its been so long since ive had the chance to feel like a singular person, not being touched by anyone for 72 hours.
bf could care less it seems, idk. was mad i asked him if he would take friday off since i have a midday flight, sitters are so expensive and we have no one. his parents will be boating roughly 30 mins from us that weekend (next weekend,) but its thru their wine club “theyve had booked for months” (they exist in a tax bracket i dont understand) so they’re out for baby sitting. he said “just make sure you have a portion of rent covered before you take this little vacation with your single friends” mmmmmkay.. thats fine i guess…… idc about the money. i let him have whatever chance he wants to have a break and escape bc i do think he works really hard and is a good dad when hes with his son. why he doesn’t think i deserve the same ill never know.
he knows ive worked as much as i possibly could this month. catered a couple private events last month, made sure it all went to him. im down to bare bones this month after FINALLY getting a new car, registering insurance and inspection on that bad boy. ill prob get on that plane with $120 and not drink alcohol (i dont really like it anyway so thats fine by me) plane snacks, reusable water bottle and whatever else to save money. ill eat side fries if we go out to eat. i could use like $30 in ebt to buy some groceries down there for 2 nights. the mom guilt has already kicked in. i know ill miss my son, worry his dad wont keep him as entertained as i would. i dont want him sitting in front of cartoon all weekend. i know sports will be on which his father will want to watch. if i use even $30 ebt on this vacation paid for by a friend (feel fckn guilty about that but shes legit an angel) thats me and my sons money … ill make sure theres plenty of food for them before i leave… i just feel like its selfish of me to go. its selfish of me to want to have a weekend away. its eating me alive honestly. how badly i want to go. but how badly i just wish i could enjoy it without worrying about my kiddo the whole time and how i left him bored at home
why do i feel like this
tldr: i have a free 3 day vacation handed to me. why do i feel too guilty to go