In London and missing my baby

I am currently in London, and I’m already missing my baby. Not even a total 3 hours in London, and the mom guilt is here. I know I wanted to do this trip so much, but I can help but already miss my little one. I have one baby with me, but I do miss my toddler. Even though there are times when motherhood is so hard that I need a few hours or days away from everything. But my heart breaks when I get those days, and the guilt kicks in. To the point where I think to myself, why do I wish these days hopefully, I remember when I start to have the feelings of needing a break. But just like anything, we need a time out or a break from parenthood. I know I made it a priority for myself to have these moments when I was dealing with PPD.

Sometimes I want to travel as much as I can right now that I only have one child and another on the way. Sometimes I can’t imagine having two and not being able to make trips like the one I am on right now and focusing on myself. But, like with anything, adjustment takes time, and I guess I will cross that bridge when I get to it.

So instead of feeling guilty the entire trip, I am going to enjoy myself and relax during the times that I can. I am already tired and will probably need a few days to regroup after this trip. Then I’ll probably want another getaway.