Being a mother offers rewards, daily, on many levels. One sacrifice I’ve had to make however, is solitude. I’m now realizing what a truly guilty pleasure it was, those days before children, to browse antique shops, museums, farmers markets, and coffee shops–alone. Although I wouldn’t turn back the clock, now, I rarely have time alone. Instead I work at being fully present with my children during play, homework, meals, etc. But think about it, isn’t solitude simply our attempt at being fully present?