A girls trip actually made it out of the group chat—rounds of applause for us! If you’re a mom, you know this is no small miracle. Between kids’ schedules, partners’ commitments, work, and the general chaos of daily life, coordinating a few days away with friends can feel almost impossible. But I’m here to say—take the girls trip anyway.
Recently, my two best friends and I spent a long weekend in Las Vegas, and this trip was a breath of fresh air. To every mom who’s on the fence about getting away—go.
Was it hard to leave? Absolutely.
Was it a lot of planning, prepping, and pre-trip stress? Definitely.
Did I miss my family? Of course.
But did I return home as a recharged parent and wife? Without a doubt.
The Long Road to “Yes”
This trip had been in the works for nearly two years. Two years of saving, daydreaming, and occasionally wondering if we’d ever actually pull it off. And if I’m being honest, as the departure date got closer, so did the guilt. That familiar “mom guilt” that creeps in anytime we dare do something solely for ourselves.
But deep down, I knew I needed this. My husband had taken a few golf trips, and I had only ever been away for the occasional single night for work—but never several days, and certainly never flying across the country. It felt big. But it was big enough to know I couldn’t back out.
Letting Go (Just a Little)
The time difference didn’t help. I couldn’t talk to the kids as often as I hoped—either the timing didn’t work, or we were in the middle of something when they were free. At first, this tugged at my heart. But strangely enough, it also pushed me to be fully present.
Instead of dividing my attention between my family back home and the trip I was on, I allowed myself to be exactly where my feet were. And I needed that more than I realized.
Why Moms Need Their People
Those few days with my girlfriends were transformative. These are friends I’ve had since college, they are my best friends and the best aunts I could ask for my kids.
Being away together, uninterrupted, reconnected us in a way that only time and space can. We laughed, cried, stayed up far too late, shared stories we didn’t know we needed to tell, and made memories I will cherish forever.
My friendship cup didn’t just get filled—it overflowed.
Coming Home Different
It was like pressing a quiet reset button I didn’t know my brain had. Taking time away didn’t make me a bad mom; it made me a better one. I think it was also a great time to go before all of the holiday chaos to take a break before the year-end craze.
Moms, Hear Me Out
If you’ve been putting off a trip because it feels like too much effort, too much guilt, or too much time away, that’s why I’m telling you—take the girls trip. It’ll all work out, and you’ll be happy you did this for yourself.
