My needs for Mother's Day are very simple: A day to myself, without the children I so adore. Maybe I'd see them for breakfast and then around dinnertime for a bit, before retreating to bed. Privacy. Alone time. No chores. Yes, a day of my children in small doses sounds like the perfect break for this exhausted mom. Oddly, all the very things I would love for myself are the very same things my husband gets, every day. Lucky stiff.
1. A break from the kids. It's called a job. Some days, I'm jealous.
2. A shower in peace. It's called having a job and needing to shower before 8 a.m. Mine usually come just before bed out of pure desperation.
3. The ability to pee in peace. It's called having a job and being able to pee in an office without hearing children scream your name the entire time.
4. Not having to change a diaper or wipe a butt. For some reason, my children prefer I perform that task. It's an ... honor?
5. Not having to get up with vomiting/tummy aching/wet the bed children. I can't say I really mind being the default parent to deal with this stuff. Hearing "Daddy" called out in the middle of the night would probably cause me to burst into tears. But, a break once in a while would be nice.
6. Having my laundry folded. Well, my idea of folding might be more like stuffing wadded up clothes into drawers, but still. Having someone else do it would be blissful.
7. A home-cooked dinner. Sure, my husband would usually prefer a bowl of cereal or pizza. I, on the other hand, would kill for a hot meal presented to me every night.
8. An always loving, cheerful, and enthusiastic spouse. OK, maybe that one was pushing it.
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