Don't Get Me Wrong, I Love my Kids, But...

 

  • I miss being alone. Just really alone, alone. Not "they're in bed and it's quiet" or "they are in school/at a playdate/etc. and I have two free hours" just ALONE. With nothing to do.
  • I miss being able to read all day long (see above). Something I haven't been able to do since I was pregnant with Finn.
  • I miss not having "mom guilt" about everything. Including about writing this post.
  • I miss being able to travel without having a thousand things to pack and/or remember or an astronomical bill for airfare.
  • I miss being able to freak out on a plane because I hate flying rather than pretend like it's all good so I don't freak the kids out.
  • I miss being able to go see the movies whenever I want.
  • I miss being able to not be judged on seemingly inconsequential things by other moms, like I most likely will be judged on this piece.
  • I miss being able to stay in bed all day when I'm sick.
  • I miss being able to go out at night without it being referred to as a "Moms Night Out" or a "Date Night".
  • I miss having that butt (above) without working out five days a week and being able to consider a vegetable calzone to be "healthy".
  • I miss being able to sit on a boat all day long without a care in the world beyond the possibility of being a little hungover for brunch the next day and not needing multiple towels, life jackets, juice boxes and sunscreen options.
  • I miss long uninterrupted talks on the phone during the day with friends.
  • I miss that unsubstantiated yet glorious feeling of thinking I know what the hell I'm doing most of the time.
  • I miss being able to go get Japanese food at 9pm just spur of the moment.
  • I miss spur of the moment.
  • I miss being lazy and not having a ton of work to make up for lazy moments.
  • I miss being able to complain about doing just MY laundry. One person's laundry. Just me. I can't believe I ever whined about that.
  • I miss having to carve out some "me time" (and not having to call it "me time") just to take a long shower.
  • I miss not having to warn people not to come into the bathroom. Every. Single. Time. I'm. In. There.
  • I miss being able to think that the fact that they were sold out of the boots I wanted was a big deal.
  • I miss not knowing all the words to the Dora song. Dora Dora Dora the EXPLORER!!!

But, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade one second with my family for a million instances of any of the things I miss. It just feels weirdly good sometimes to be able to recognize that yeah, I miss sleeping in, because it makes me realize just how worth it is to have these little people in my life. There are a million plus ways having kids is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me, but, that being said, a good vent is good for the soul. Agreed? xoxo