it doesn't matter that today is Friday..

I want to be excited, really I do. I want to think "yay, it's the weekend!!" but in reality, this has no barrings on my day-to-day life. Everyday morphs into the next - I wake up, I feed the kids, we get dressed, we play, I clean, they clean, we eat again, more cleaning, more playing... another meal, another mess, bath, stories and bed. Ohhh bedtime, as much as I love my daughters - bedtime is by far the best part of my day. Being a single stay-at-home mum means that bedtime, is MY time. Don't get the wrong impression - I wouldn't change a thing about the life I lead with these two incredible human beings... but a person needs some down time, and alas - mine, is bedtime! It means I can eat, without sharing. It means reading, without the book being drawn on or torn from my hands. It means the house stays clean for more than 5 minutes at a time. And it also means I get to have a bath, or watch a movie, or read, or sit in the quiet. It's also the *only* time Tim and I get alone. Its very true when people say that new couples need to go through the stage of isolation. Much to my dismay - we didn't get that. There weren't many afternoons that we could sit together, and bask in the excitment that is eachother. So bedtime is the time we steal, to do just that. So instead of saying "yay, the weekend" I can honestly say "yay, bedtime!" and bask in the excitement, that is him <3