Kristen of The Mom Trap wrote a really great post about longing for just a few blessed moments TO HERSELF. Despite being the social, extroverted sort, motherhood has her jonesing for solitude -- total, utter solitude -- in a big way.
And more than anything except world peace and a long healthy life for my daughter, I desire some quiet moments for myself.
No chores, no babies, no husband, NO NOTHING.
I mean seriously, I could take a vacation ALL BY MYSELF and totally love every minute of it. And not feel guilty for getting it (not that people wouldn't try to lay it on thick for me).
OH MY LORD, YES.
The other day I told my husband that next week, I don't care what day or anything, he's coming home in time for me to go see a movie. In the movie theater. By myself.
"We could get a babysitter," he offered, assuming I really wanted a date night. "We could grab dinner first and..."
"No." I said. "I want to go by myself."
I don't blame him for not getting it -- I've never gone to a movie by myself in my life. I used to tease a coworker who went by himself all the time for being "lame." But right now, NOTHING sounds more delicious than curling up in a darkened theater with some popcorn and watching a movie that I won't have to discuss with anyone afterwards. And that I don't have to worry about getting interrupted by a baby waking up in the next room.
I don't care if other moviegoers think I'm lame or anything. I'm a MOM. I AM LAME.
(Perhaps I should plan my movie night for next Monday, June 26th, which is "Please Take My Children to Work Day," a holiday for part- and full-time stay-at-home moms. Read all about it at MommaSaid.net.)