I really want a 4 hour block of time by myself... <sigh> Don't confuse that statement with anything else... I LOVE my boys... hubster is included in that statement but... I just want a little bit of time to decide what I want to do and do it... whether it's in my house or out... I just want 4 uninterrupted hours... not to feed (more on that later), not to dress, not clean-up, not to kiss imaginary boo-boos, not to answer "where is" questions... 'especially when the answer is "where you left it..." I know, I know, I know... welcome to "mommy-hood" and again, I love my family but I just want to breathe for one minute... more like 4 hours... really like 6 hours, since I'd like a 2 hour nap as well... but beggers won't be choosers.... The sad part of this whole post.. is that if I had 4 hours, I'd probably spend it doing things for the boys that I'm getting away from... going to the grocery store without making a mad dash in and out sounds lovely to me... browsing the aisles of Target without hearing requests for items that I am not buying or avoiding aisles due to what "could" be down there... Going to a mall and not using it as a "workout" facility like the rest of the geriatrics in the universe because I am pushing a stroller as fast as I can to get my heart rate up because the 100 degree temps are too much for my lil Bubba...
I believe I went through this with the birth of Acester and I know this too shall pass... but there is a little me inside this big me that is SCREAMING... I just want a second to BREATHE...
<sigh>
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