My Alone Morning

It is mid-morning and there is no sound. It is quiet.  Of course that apparently happens when there are no kids and no husband around.  A silence I very, very, very rarely get to hear.

I know that other moms think I am nuts for wondering what I will do without my kids, and I am sure as the preschool year wanes on I will find creative ways to fill this void.  But, when you are a woman who devotes 24 hours a day 7 days a week and the past 8.5 years to constant motherhood--you tend not know what to do with yourself and time alone.

So, what to do?

Here is how I spent this FIRST morning alone while Thomas was in preschool and Gracie was off to big school.

I walked in to the house

 it was quiet

I fixed my breakfast

I cooked myself something and no one was asking for stuff

I ate my breakfast

and no one asked to eat part or all of it

I watched what I wanted on TV (Golden Girls!  :)

and no one yelled "Dis Junior!!! Dis Junior!!"

I went to the bathroom

and no one yelled through the door

I updated the blog

and no one wanted anything, yelled anything, demanded anything

I switched the laundry

and no one spilled anything

I loaded the dishwasher

and no one was under my feet and or legs

I picked up the bedroom

and no one threw all the pillows on the floor

And then I brought home my bear

and I was told it was lunchtime

and I became the waitress, the cook, and the janitor

...and all was right with the world again.

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