The First Time I Left My Kids for a Week
The first time I left my kids for an entire week, I wasn’t prepared for how quiet the hotel room would feel at the end of the day. At home, quiet doesn’t really exist anymore. There’s always someone asking for a snack, someone needing help finding a toy, someone yelling from the other room to come watch something they’re proud of. My boys are five and two, and our house carries the kind of noise that comes with that stage of life. So when I closed the hotel door after the first full day of the work event and everything went silent, the absence of that noise was almost jarring.