Why It’s Important to Travel Solo, Even as a Mom

The first time I traveled alone as a mom, I’ll be honest—I felt guilty. I worried about leaving my kids, I wondered if my husband could handle everything, and I questioned whether it was selfish to carve out time just for me. But the truth? It turned out to be one of the most life-giving decisions I’ve ever made.

I was able to give myself an experience I had no idea that I so desperately needed.

Reconnecting With Myself

Motherhood has a way of consuming your identity. Somewhere between diaper changes, school drop-offs, and grocery runs, I realized I had forgotten the woman I was before I became “Mom.” On that first solo trip, I sat in a quiet coffee shop with no one to interrupt me and thought, Oh… here I am again. I remembered how much I love reading, creating content, and simply watching the world go by. It felt like reintroducing myself to me for the first time in years.

Breathing Room I Didn’t Know I Needed

As moms, we’re constantly “on.” Even at night, part of our brain is listening for little footsteps or cries. Traveling solo gave me something I didn’t even realize I was desperate for: uninterrupted rest. I slept in, I wandered, I ate meals at my own pace. No one needed me, and for once, I allowed myself to just be. When I came back, I felt lighter—like I had room in my heart and mind to give again.

Growing My Confidence

It’s funny how quickly we forget what we’re capable of when our world revolves around routines. On my solo trip, I navigated airports, figured out public transit, and even sat at a restaurant table for one. Each little moment reminded me that I’m resourceful and strong, not just as a mom, but as a woman. That confidence came home with me—and spilled into how I show up for my family too.

Teaching My Kids By Example

At first, I worried what my kids would think. But when I explained that Mommy was going on an adventure and would come back excited to tell them all about it, their eyes lit up. They saw me not as someone running away, but as someone who values taking care of herself. That’s a lesson I want them to learn—that it’s okay to rest, to pursue joy, and to remember who you are outside of your responsibilities.

Coming Home Different

When I returned home, nothing about my kids or my house had changed—but I had. I was calmer, more present, and more grateful. That trip reminded me that traveling solo as a mom isn’t selfish. It’s soul care. And when we care for our souls, we show up for our families in ways that are fuller, braver, and more joyful.

So, if you’ve been toying with the idea of taking a trip alone, let me be the friend who says: do it. Book the flight. Pack the bag. Step into a space that’s just yours. You’ll come home different—in the best possible way.

If you're ready to take the plunge, check out my Solo Travel Guide. It walks you through planning and savoring every moment of Solo Travel.