Iím somebodyís mom. Two somebodys, actually. So by simple definition, that means I have almost no time for myself.

And being someoneís mom often means youíre also somebodyís wife. So that takes the thin sliver of free time most of us have and reduces it down to absolutely no time for ourselves whatsoever.

The unfortunate thing about that being that under all the other layers of who we are, weíre also just girls ó girls who cherish the rare opportunity to take off all our other hats and just go play with our friends. This is something I actually got the chance to do last weekend for the first time in an embarrassingly long time.

And what I learned from my 48 hours away with my girlfriends is that as much as we love and adore our families, we need regular infusions of time with our girlfriends doing silly, mindless things like sitting around a fire in our pajamas, eating shrimp cocktail and letting our souls hang out.

Because the truth is, thereís no relationship quite like the relationship we have with our sister friends. Thatís because your girlfriends are the ones who really get you, because theyíre feeling all the same things you feel.

Any girl whoís ever gone away with her friends understands the chemical reaction that happens when women go away together. When itís just you and your besties alone, in your favorite yoga pants, with an outlet mall nearby and a fully-stocked fridge, everything else ceases to exist.

And when you get the right mix of people together and the chemistry is clicking for everyone, itís almost like a drug. Thatís how euphoric it can be.

I mean, letís face it, no one really truly understands what itís like to be a woman better than a woman. Sorry guys, but until men start ovulating, cramping and bloating, youíre out of the club. No offense, but in the same way that we canít relate to peeing standing up or shoulder bumping as a way to say hello, you canít relate to wetting your pants just because you sneezed.

The reality is, guys and girls are just apples and oranges in some pretty clear-cut ways, and sometimes you just need to spend time in a basket with other apples or other oranges. Whether youíre a guy or a girl, sometimes you just need to commiserate with people who get where youíre at.

Speaking now from the girlís side, whether youíre someoneís wife or girlfriend or mom, as a girl, you instinctively appreciate what itís like to put yourself last and keep your crosshairs focused squarely on everyone else around you. Itís just what most of us do. Itís how weíre programmed.

It also means you appreciate the need, every once in a while, to shut down and reboot. Itís just critical to system maintenance.

Ask any woman with a career or a family or a relationship, or all of the above, what she values most outside of those things and sheíll probably say downtime. The funny thing is, though, the older we get and the more layers we add onto our life, the less we care about the quantity of that kind of time. It becomes way more about the quality of the time we have to ourselves.

Take something as simple as going to the bathroom, especially if youíre a mom. Youíre lucky if you even have time to pee during the day, let alone the ability to close the bathroom door.

Thatís how scarce privacy and alone time is when youíve got a family. For most of us, solitude often means grabbing a handful of recyclable grocery bags and heading to the organic foods section at the supermarket. What can I say? Itís my zen place.

Truth is, when youíve got a family or a significant other to consider in everything you do, thereís not a lot of time leftover to spend on yourself. And that kind of time is a white-hot commodity. Thatís why it becomes so important to capitalize on the rare chances we get to break away from the day to day and focus only on ourselves.

Now granted, if youíre anything like me, it probably takes you at least half of your time away just to decompress and not flinch whenever you hear the word ďMom.Ē But Iím getting better. Honestly, most of us just need a little time to take a breath, drink some wine, giggle with our homies and not have to be somewhere.

My point in telling you all this is simple: Even the president has Camp David, which is a pretty credible sign that weíre all expected to break away every once in a while and have a little fun.

So take those moments to break away whenever you can, girlies. And enjoy them. Even if it means just getting to lock the bathroom door.
Lisa Sugarman lives in Marblehead, Massachusetts. Read and discuss all her columns at itiswhatitiscolumn.wordpress.com. She is also the author of ďLIFE: It Is What It Is,Ē available on Amazon.com.