Sunday Morning Silence

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I can’t remember the last time I sat and sipped my coffee on a Sunday morning in silence. This ┬ámorning I am doing just that. Right now there’s no music blaring in another room, no 5-year old singing or yelling at me to do something for her. Nothing. Not even a cat trying to jump on my lap because I have banished them all outside. There is nothing but the calm of a Sunday morning silence. And I am ecstatic… and feeling slightly shell shocked. Continue reading

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The Importance of Spa Days… a lazy Sunday morning epiphany

the road to beauty is not that pretty...

Having had to emcee a charity function last night, I find myself with the unusual pleasure of having no toddler to wake up to this Sunday morning. She’s at Nanny Deb’s, thus, I am enjoying a truly lazy Sunday morning. Continue reading

The All About me Friday Night… the benefits of Mommy time

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Davis is my girl. More than just my child she is my girl. We do everything together and always have. I’m almost obsessive about the need to hang out with my toddler and make a very determined effort to spend a lot of time doing things together. But what I’ve recently learned is there are times when Mommy The Adult isn’t into Toddler World and she needs a break… and that’s OK. Continue reading

Friday Night… in need of mommy time

It’s one of those nights where I just can’t deal with anything toddler. My brain wants to shut down to a level of non-communication and stimulation of a thinking kind is desired. Music would be wonderful right now. Eyes closed and zone out on incredible music that I’ve never heard before. My friend Phil Weeks has a new album coming out in March so I’ve been listening to his stuff non-stop. And today Etta James and old Amy Winehouse when she was in her more jazz days. So brilliant. I would love to veg out to those and think and listen and sing.

In no way am I in the mood to sit and watch kids movies, try to play a game with a toddler who doesn’t want to follow the rules (and maybe can’t understand all of them… most likely because she won’t sit and listen long enough to figure it out,) or be climbed on. Although the climbed on hasn’t happened yet I’m surely guarenteed at some time tonight I will. Am I a horrible mother because I don’t want to do anything with my child?

Sure we went for ice cream. I thought it would be a nice treat. And she’s being absolutely sweet tonight. Very happy and entertaining herself. But I feel like I should do something more with her yet, I don’t really have the energy to do it. Mental energy. If she would sit and talk and cuddle I’d be down with that. But she’s not that old yet.

Perhaps it is simply the fact that it’s Friday, I had a busy week and I’m tired so I don’t have energy to put in. Is this a problem I have because of my lack of energy; although I do have to say my energy level has improved substaintially since my resolution to increase it. I’m sure I can increase it more. Or is it completely normal that I am not wanting to do things with Davis tonight.

I love her with all my heart, soul and mind yet could it be that I actually need some space? Some alone time not working or mothering. Some time alone with me. This would explain why Wednesday night when I stayed up till 11 because I did yoga and then writing and felt wonderful the next morning (I even read for a bit) and why Thursday night when I went to bed super early I felt like crap this morning. I had 3 whole hours of me alone time at home without Davis the night before and it must have helped my energy. Maybe it’s not such a bad thing to let your children play away form you for a while and for you to do your own thing while they are awake.

Suppose if I am doing damage I’ll find out about it later.

(note to self: having me time in the office while child still awake will result in mess of toys and too much make-up on face. be forewarned.)