That Would Be Lovely
You know what would be lovely? An afternoon of stress-free homework. Make that an afternoon of no homework.
You know what would be lovely? My children needing me in staggered phases as opposed to ALLATTHESAMETIIME.
You know what would be lovely? A sit down dinner with the entire family at a normal hour, instead of a forced sit down early-bird special so we can get to cheerleading practice.
You know what would be lovely? If someone would clean my house on a regular basis.
You know what would be lovely? If someone didn’t second guess me at every turn.
You know what would be lovely? Hugs from my children for no reason other than that they love me.
You know what would be lovely? Being able to freeze time. Although, maybe it’s a blessing that we can’t.
You know what would be lovely? Grass in my yard.
You know what would be lovely? Being able to go to all their games, all at the same time.
You know what would be lovely? A weekend without any games. Just one.
You know what would be lovely? More time for myself.
You know what would be lovely? Finishing their baby books. Or starting.
You know what would be lovely? Uncomplicated, happy days where my biggest concern was getting home from Target in time for a nap.
You know what would be lovely? Having a glass of wine while they play in the tub, then squeezing each and every one of them while I towel them off, pack them in their little jammies, and have them climb into my lap with their sweet-smelling pudgy baby skin and wet hair to read a book and snuggle and twirl my hair.
You know what would be lovely? If one day, they all reminisce about how I did know what I was doing, how clean my house was (or so they thought), how much fun they had in the yard, how I never missed a game, how it’s funny and “so Mom” that their baby books are half-finished or empty altogether, how they used to take baths together and snuggle up to read, how they loved having family dinners, how they only pretended to be annoyed by my hugs and snuggles but are really glad I did that, and how patient I was with their homework. OK, that last one probably isn’t going to happen (if this week is any example).
Wouldn’t that be lovely??
You know what would be lovely? My children needing me in staggered phases as opposed to ALLATTHESAMETIIME.
You know what would be lovely? A sit down dinner with the entire family at a normal hour, instead of a forced sit down early-bird special so we can get to cheerleading practice.
You know what would be lovely? If someone would clean my house on a regular basis.
You know what would be lovely? If someone didn’t second guess me at every turn.
You know what would be lovely? Hugs from my children for no reason other than that they love me.
You know what would be lovely? Being able to freeze time. Although, maybe it’s a blessing that we can’t.
You know what would be lovely? Grass in my yard.
You know what would be lovely? Being able to go to all their games, all at the same time.
You know what would be lovely? A weekend without any games. Just one.
You know what would be lovely? More time for myself.
You know what would be lovely? Finishing their baby books. Or starting.
You know what would be lovely? Uncomplicated, happy days where my biggest concern was getting home from Target in time for a nap.
You know what would be lovely? Having a glass of wine while they play in the tub, then squeezing each and every one of them while I towel them off, pack them in their little jammies, and have them climb into my lap with their sweet-smelling pudgy baby skin and wet hair to read a book and snuggle and twirl my hair.
You know what would be lovely? If one day, they all reminisce about how I did know what I was doing, how clean my house was (or so they thought), how much fun they had in the yard, how I never missed a game, how it’s funny and “so Mom” that their baby books are half-finished or empty altogether, how they used to take baths together and snuggle up to read, how they loved having family dinners, how they only pretended to be annoyed by my hugs and snuggles but are really glad I did that, and how patient I was with their homework. OK, that last one probably isn’t going to happen (if this week is any example).
Wouldn’t that be lovely??
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