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Sometimes I count down the hours. I love my babies, but once they are in bed, I can pour a glass of wine (or beer), settle down in front of the TV to watch my shows or in front of the computer to consult my beloved bloggers. Sometimes I am even so enlightened that I read a book.
My mind and body crave time alone. I get naptime, yes, but it's usually crammed with the business end of being a mama (phone calls, dinner prep, house cleaning, any kind of project I can't complete when the kids are awake and active). My mind usually doesn't get a break during naptime.
My favorite part of the day is the part of the day that is just for me: the part where I make the choices and no one asks me questions.
Anyone else willing to admit they feel this way?