Being the mom to three kids involves a lot of sacrifice. Any mom can attest to that. What do I miss most right now? No, it's not a good night's sleep. Though I do sorely miss that too. It's good old peace and quiet. Unless I can escape my kids for a couple hours, it's nearly impossible to come by. Whether I'm hearing Ben shouting, "Mom!" from the basement, Paulie laughing maniacally as he engages in some mischievous behavior or Gus's insistent cries, the noise pretty much is omnipresent.
Last Tuesday night my book group met. Tuesday nights are crazy to begin with because Mark has class. This particular day, my kids were in fine form. As is typical come 4:30 p.m., Gus was fussy and Ben and Paulie were just plain naughty. Mark got home around 5:00 and then left again at 5:30 for class. I had pumped a bottle for Gus, so though he was screaming and Paulie was having a meltdown: "I want to go with you, Mommy!" I shamelessly left the house. Early. Sorry, Mom and Dad. I will guiltily admit to feeling the slightest bit of pleasure (OK maybe a lot of pleasure) as I closed the door on the noise.
I headed to Target to pick up some items, including a Milky Way Midnight to help calm my frayed nerves (even though I was headed to dinner). As I sat down in the car and tore into my candy bar I thought of how nice it would be to go and eat dinner by myself. I imagined myself in a restaurant doing nothing but having my own quiet thoughts. Not even an evening of adult conversation sounded more appealing. But alas I had a commitment. After all it had been my turn to choose the book and restaurant, so off I went. I guess me time will just have to wait.
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