A mommy moment

No surprise to my few readers that I've been putting off blogging. It just seems so much is always going on. Tiny Fey's character in Date Night couldn't have said it any better. After seeing that recently, so many points hit close to home, minus the craziness that ensues in the movie. She states something along the lines of her fantasy is being able to just be alone - checking into a hotel room, drinking her coffee, reading, eating, with no one touching her or addressing her or talking to her. And ya know, not surprisingly, moms of every generation probably fantasize about this. But it doesn't happen, because, well, of those little bodies (and big body, da hubster or wifester or n/a if you're a single parent) who are touching, talking to, and addressing mama. Steve Carrell's character then replies something along the lines of boy, that's not a normal fantasy, but if it involved someone being naked then it might be normal. Haha!

I cannot stress enough how much life encircles the kiddos. Seeing and hearing things of the childless life brings about feelings that lead to me reminding myself of the-grass-is-greener-on-the-side crap.

As much as I sigh and plan and try to be a woman, a friend, an individual, an intellect, it all comes down to motherhood. After the moments without little munchkins vying for your every ounce of attention, whether it be food and drinks and laughs with friends, a good workout, or our date night, I really truly miss the guys and look forward to those little arms wrapped around my leg when I come home or pulling my blanket off to make me get out of bed.

I wouldn't have it any other way. Period.