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I'm normally not a selfish person and I love my boys more than life itself but I am turning 30 (eek!) next week and the only present I want is peace and quiet! A day without whinging and crying (from myself included), without tantrums and dirty nappies. A day where I may actually be listened to and don't have to repeat myself 100 times without success. A day where I can eat all my own food when I'm actually hungry and not have to wait until they are asleep to avoid the squealing from the already fed piglets. I would like to be able to sleep all day guilt free and not have to breastfeed the baby which would also allow me to enjoy as many cups of coffee or glasses of wine as I please. My toddler has a milk allergy so I would also like to be able to eat chocolate and cheese and ice cream without having to think about what I might touch with these things on my hands. And most of all I want to do these things by myself, so I don't have to talk to anyone or feel like I should be doing something more productive with my time, like clean or study. So I put this to my husband and pregnant sister-in-law/best friend. Both agreed that this is not selfish and is do-able but seriously the amount of preparation needed for an outing of this sort is really not worth the effort. Let's think about it, it would be easier for me to go some place away from the children, like a luxury hotel suite with room service, in room spa, movie channels, king size bed and a nice view of the pool rather than having to pack up the children and husband and find them some place to go. That part is easy enough provided we have the money to spare for this indulgence. But then I would need to express enough milk to be away for a whole day and night (I'm not rushing home in the morning! My milk may not be alcohol free enough by 6am anyway...) and I hate my breast pump. It would take me a week to pump this much milk and frankly I don't have enough "spare time" to be constantly attached to the milking machine. Also I would have to take the stupid pump with me to my mythical hotel suite to avoid the feeling that my chest may explode any minute. A part of me would feel guilty that I am enjoying all this luxury without my wonderful deserving husband, but I would probably get over that pretty quickly. My best friend only had one concern about this proposal, that was if she could join me. After much deliberation I decided she is just as deserving of this as me, after all she 7 months pregnant, is raising a 14 year old and is married to my stressed out, overly obsessive, football mad, procrastinating brother who seems to think that pregnancy hormones are a myth that can be controlled and just an excuse to get what you want. (He was only stupid enough to say this once, I don't think he will be saying it again any time soon). So I told her Ok you can come but you must encourage bad eating habits and speak only when spoken to... If you make any child like crying sounds you will be banished...
Anyway, it's a nice dream. The daydream that came with writing this blog may be the closest I get to this birthday wish for a very long time! I will just have to settle for blocking my ears and hiding under the bed to eat my chocolate cheese and ice cream, stock my own fridge with alcohol and put a ladder in the backyard to enjoy the view of the neighbour's pool...Happy Birthday to Me...
Anyway, it's a nice dream. The daydream that came with writing this blog may be the closest I get to this birthday wish for a very long time! I will just have to settle for blocking my ears and hiding under the bed to eat my chocolate cheese and ice cream, stock my own fridge with alcohol and put a ladder in the backyard to enjoy the view of the neighbour's pool...Happy Birthday to Me...