We pee with company - "What's that? You pee out your bagina and I pee from my penis, right mom? Are you pooping? We poop in the potty not our diapers right mom? Your poop is stinky. WOW! Mom! That's a big poop! I bet your poop is big because your butt is so big, right??"
When we shower it rarely is alone. "Hey baby, how YOU doin'?" or "Hey mom, what are you doing? Are you naked? I see your vagina. Your butt is big. What's that? Can I get in? Can I bring spiderman with me?" "Mom, she hit me!" "Mom, she stole my hoody and she threw it out the window!"
We don't sleep alone. We sleep next to our significant other, if we're lucky. But most often there's a chorus of "Mooooom!" through the night and we bounce from bed, to bed, to bed. I hafta tell ya, the last time I bounced beds like this I may have qualified as a slut. Just sayin'.
We are Never Alone. Ever.
Today my peeps left me alone to go work on a project for me at daddy's work. For an hour. Well, alone with Keaton who is 7 months and a teething maniac. Not 3 minutes after they left one of the neighbor girls that pratically lives here showed up. She hung out the whole time my family was gone. Not alone.
So you'll have to forgive us if one day a year we say, "Hey, thanks for celebrating me. I'm so glad I gave birth to you all but really? Today? I just want to be alone for a little bit."
I'd like to finish a meal without trying to hoover it in or giving half of it to little people. I'd like to read more than a paragraph at a time of my book. I'd like to breathe, and drink my coffee before it gets cold and I have to throw it in the microwave.
Don't get me wrong, I love my family. I do. Really, I do everything for them. So is it so aweful that I just want 2 hours to myself? Is that a crime?? If so then cuff me, run me in.
In fact, I think I'm looney and need to be locked up in a place with a bed and padded walls. Then I could sleep for a whole night without interruption...which brings me to my Christmas Wish....
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21 comments:
Would you get out of my head already? I had the exact same thought about alone time. I pondered if it would be OK for me to request to be left to my own devices for most of the day. So I could enjoy some peace and quiet. Some time to do just what appealed to me, without interruption. But, I chickened out ...
Anyway, thanks for making me smile! :-)
LOL I feel your pain! Been there done that...no, actually still there, doing that!
Alone time would be nice. Though I feel guilty wanting it - because I *know* they turn into teens (I have 3 now) and then I miss them when they're with friends. Sigh - double edged sword I guess.
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~Lisa
LOL!!!
Alone? What's that? I haven't been alone in almost 6 years! Can I book a padded cell next to yours?
Just before this I read about a mom who was going nuts from the noise. I have decided that more than once a year, at least once a quarter moms should be allowed to be alone. Maybe even in the car would be okay. I'll take my book!
I spent my alone time at Walmart, where there were crying and screaming kids. But I was alone....very relaxing.
Alone-YES!! If only...
I love your blog, you are hilarious
i salute you BIG TIME! all mommies, you have my respect. and this is one of my biggest fears about mommyhood, cause i dearly love to be alone! here's hoping you don't have to wait til christmas!
EVERY time I go pee, the boy asks me if I'm poopin. I can't pee standing up buddy now get the F outta the bathroom and leave me alone! Sorry, that just spewed out. I feel you on the alone time and you are even less alone with 5. My 2 are quite enough to share my time with!
OMG I've never laughed so hard about poop and butts and vaginas. You have a true gift when it comes to describing the simplest of moments... and for being a MOM. I want to share your blog with the world because everyone will be smiling. I'm definitely grabbing your button, at least. :)
♥ sécia
www.petiteinsanities.blogspot.com
Amen sister!!
I wish I could write so boldly..you are my hero!
Love IT!
I love being a mother but I have to say the idea of being alone and having time for myself on a day for ME sounds lovely.
-r
Love IT!
I love being a mother but I have to say the idea of being alone and having time for myself on a day for ME sounds lovely.
-r
Ah, yes...my favorite gift. Time alone! Girl, you're gonna have to quit answering your door when your family is gone! ;-)
Yeah, I totally understand...
These apply to animals too...he is so attached to my anke, it is crazy! I hope you are able to get some "me" time.
OMG - and I never use that ... term. You are channeling every-woman's inner-Mom.
I still remember, more than 30 years ago, my son coming into the bathroom to find out how I could pee - since I didn't have the same 'equipment' that he and Dad did. He stuck his face between my knees, watched me pee, and walked away saying, "Oh, okay"
A couple of years later, I had to face the wrath of my daughter - who would, never ever ever, sit down to pee like (ewww) Mom. She was gonna pee standing up like her dad and brother.
Wow! what memories.
the places with the padded walls...where you get to be alone...they have drugs, too! just sayin'! i'm thinking about booking a room at the looney bin for my next vacay...all they ask is that you sit through group with your eyes open, and shower every once in a while...ALONE. shower ALONE!!! THAT'S IT! sounds dreamy, to me.
This is the post every single mother could have written. Whether you have one child (like me) or 12 children (like some insane people out there), the thing we often miss is time alone with our own thoughts thinking about the things we used to think about before we had a family to consume our every thought. I didn't get my alone time. I hope you will!
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