I’ll let you in on a little secret. The number one gift I want for Mother’s Day is something a little unconventional. It doesn’t fit in a box and you can’t put a bow on it. It also happens to be the same gift that I want the most for my birthday, Christmas, and any other excuse you can think of. All I want is a little time to myself.
I know, I know. It’s Mother’s Day. I’m probably supposed to want to spend time with my kids. Doing crafts, in a sunny field of wildflowers or something. But the truth is I can’t think of anything nicer then a few hours alone.
My husband has finally caught on to the fact that if I don’t get some quiet time I may crack, and has started cooking dinner with the girls one night a week. Which sounds awesome in theory, but in reality is a one or two hour window in which I attempt to barricade myself in the computer room to write while kids keep popping the door open for emergencies both real and imagined, and hubby keeps sticking his head in the room asking where I hid all of the kitchen tools.
I tell myself, it’s a work in progress. It’s a new routine. It will get better. Or maybe I’ll just put a lock on the computer room door and invest in some ear plugs.
Yesterday I overheard the big kid telling the little one, “Mamas need time outs too!” I walked into Rainbow’s bedroom and I said, “Yeah sometimes Mama does need a time out.” She asked why and I said, “Sometimes I get grumpy or angry and I need a little time to cool off, just like you. And sometimes I just need a little quiet time to think.” She practically cheered, “Yeah, me too!” and then added “And sometimes I need a time out because I’m just weird, or sometimes it’s because I don’t always like people and I just like to be by myself.” I nodded and smiled and walked out of the room thinking. Oh yeah hun, me too, me too. You took the words right out of my mouth kid.
Please tell me I’m not alone in wishing for a little quiet time? What do you think: Wanting time to myself as my gift for Mother’s Day; does that make me weird, am I in the running for worst mom ever? or is it what some of you are secretly wishing for too?