I think of vacation...as a family excursion, exploring planet earth, with unlimited wine and bathing in the sunset.

Until I decide to leave my family at home and live a little. After booking my flight, immediately mommy remorse sets in and my anxiety sends me straight into panic mood.

The ”what if” scenarios. God forbid he leaves his water bottle at home and water suddenly evaporates from NYC and the stores sell out before his father could make it to the grocery store. Yea.. that's me! How do you deal?