Thursday, November 11, 2010

Sometimes, I Just Want 12 MInutes

Wouldn't 12 minutes alone be, dare I say, heavenly? I mean, a person can only listen to so much screaming, wipe so many butts, mend so many broken hearts, and cook so many batches of macaroni and cheese before she NEEDS really ought to take something crazy like a whole dozen minutes to herself.

Then you know what happens? After I tell my kids that Mommy has to go potty and then lock myself in the bathroom for the aforementioned 12 minutes, I start to feel guilty. Shouldn't I be out there relishing every single moment with them? Somewhere in my brain I say YES! I completely should be. There will be a point in time when they won't want to look at my face, let alone have me read a book to them or snuggle on my lap.

And I DO want to do all those things. But sometimes, somewhere in the back of my head, I just want to be alone for a few minutes. With silence.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

My Job

Did I mention I'm a licensed in-home childcare provider? I decided on this profession (for the time being) so that I didn't have to put my own children in daycare and although Blue Man has a pretty great job, his income wouldn't cover our expenses so I couldn't be "just" a stay-at-home mom. This is sort of the best of both worlds at times, and a pain in the royal ass at others.

My kids seem to always come second. Which sucks.

There's a lot of mayhem.

I kind of wish I could have my house back (instead of having our "extra" bedroom - that should be Puppy's room) as the daycare / teaching room).

While I love kids, other people's screaming children aren't always as charming as you'd think they'd be.

Also, sometimes I wish I could take a nap.