One day my kids won't ask me for million impossible things each day and I won't have to say "no" to all of them. I really hate saying "no" so much.
One day there will be enough time in the week that Brian and I will sit and stare at each other while twiddling our thumbs. And then maybe we'll break out the Backgammon and play a few games.
One day I will get a full nights sleep.
One day the littlest things won't seem so overwhelming.
One day I won't be 7 months pregnant and such a grouch.
One day I'll stop saying, "Somethings gotta give" so much. I get tired of hearing me say it, I can't imagine how others must feel.
One day we'll all stop yelling.
One day we'll afford all of our expenses and have left-over money to use for our own enjoyment. Work will then become an option. Debt will not be a part of our vocabulary. It will all be gone. I'm talking mortgage...gone. It will be gone one day. And then I won't care so much what the government and the market are doing. Because Brian and I will be too busy trying to win Backgammon.
One day there will be silence long enough for both Brian and I to gather our own thoughts and have time enough to think about what others need. And then we might actually get to help others.
One day I will stop barking orders.
One day our love tanks will be overflowing. There will be love everywhere. It will be so disgustingly sappy. And perfect.
One day I'll sleep on my stomach again.
One day I won't have to strap on an upper body harness to hold my boobs. There are FOUR clasps on my bra right now. FOUR! The straps are like 5 inches wide. No wonder my back hurts!
One day I will only have to say things once. The broken record will be thrown away.
One day everyone will be able to control their bowels (a certain 5 and a certain 3 year old) and I will not have to change poopy-ness ever again. Oh wait, that day is going to be in a long time. I'm about to have a baby. The cycle is starting over. Bring on the poop!
One day, my house will stay clean.
One day, I'll be bored.
And one day, I'll wish that I had all of these days back, because my kids will be gone and I will wish I had them to fret over. I'll get sick of being bored and I'll wish someone made a mess. I'll want to tickle their backs, I'll want to help them learn to read and I'll want to make them whatever they want to eat. So, even though I might be completely losing my mind right now, sleep deprived and a little grouchy, I think it's safe to say that I don't hope "one day" comes too fast.
4 comments:
I can't believe that you are that far along already! It has been a very long time since I saw you last. We better get together soon or I will have to wait until your kids are in college! Add that to your list of somedays ;). Call me.
i hear ya sista!!! it all sounds very familiar!
you're so cute! i miss you! when can we do lunch again? i've been thinking about you and trying to find a day we can call you guys to play! if next week is nice, want to meet at the park or my home for a picnic? ...it doesn't have to be nice, we can certainly eat inside :)
love ya!
hang in there and i'll see you soon!
THIS is what I'm trying to remember...just trying to do it with more style.
That was cute! I think all mothers can relate to those words and wishful thoughts! Just think these next 9 weeks will fly by for us! With all the holidays in the mix we'll be sleeping on our stomaches again before we know it!
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