The something or the other that states Mama ain’t no good to anybody if she hasn’t bothered to take care of herself gets all of the yasssssses that ever yassssssssed.
I’ve never considered myself the type of mother to have completely thrown herself into motherhood with reckless abandon. Yes, I am a mother but long before countless hours of lugging babies in utero for 80 weeks of my life and likely spending 90% of its remainder more concerned with their well being than mine, my math says there is still 10% left to just be me.
I am me, and I am me often.
After burning at both ends for what seemed like an eternity but in reality was probably a few weeks, I decided I needed a break. On a whim, my 37th birthday gifted me a trip to Austin to visit one of the village Aunties. I departed for Austin just a few days after returning home from our family trip to Gatlinburg. In hindsight that wasn’t the best idea, but one thing is for sure by the time I got to Austin, ready for a trip away I was.
My thoughts on Austin prior to going? I was pretty sure it was the melting pot of all hipsters from what I had seen and read about Texas’ capital city. My assumptions were mostly true, however I was not prepared for the beauty of the landscape, the yumminess of the food and the laid back aura.
I freaking loved Austin.
Relocation has never been a desire of mine but if Austin presented an opportunity……
We did a few touristy things, brunched and sipped, ate and shopped. You know all of the things Mamas do when there aren’t people depending on them for a short snippet of time.
Let’s not forget our epic one day trip to Waco to visit Magnolia Market
One of my favorite spots in Austin was the Oasis. Who knew Austin had a huge lake, and mountains? I didn’t.
Margaritas, sunset, and a breeze. Perfection in a tipsy, red streaks across the sky, coldest air on the hottest day type of way.
The best queso I have ever had in my life? Torchy’s served it.
We strolled the streets stopping on a whim to visit quaint bars for cocktails, and ice cream food trucks for sweets, and ate pizza that was worth every second of the long ass wait. I promise it was reminiscent of our college days when we used to go to our call center job at Sprint dressed for the club.
This trip reminded me that wife and mother are just terms that label me but they will never define me. I still have lots of laughs, girl talks, and cocktails to sip…..sans kids
Have you ever been to Austin?