I vant to be alone

I’m imagining Greta Garbo saying that in her incredibly thick accent.

I love my children. I really really do. But I would like to have a tiny break every now and then.

The Munchkin has been on a tear recently. And when she needs something, the word “Mommy” comes out of her mouth at an astonishing rate. There’s been a lot of activity recently, with her auntie and Little Cousin visiting (and her learning how to say the word “cousin”), but she’s been sleeping well and taking decent naps. However, she has been wound up tighter than a top. I would just like to breathe without getting questioned by her.

Baby Boy’s sleeping is slowly improving, though yesterday he had a doctor appointment. He now weighs 13 pounds, 5 ounces, is 24 and a half inches long, and had four shots (two in each thigh). He has also had his first taste of Tylenol, after he spiked a temperature thanks to his DTaP shot (diptheria, tetanus, and pertussis aka whooping cough). After a couple of naps, he was feeling much more like his normal, happy self and his fever was gone.

With the Munchkin in full drama mode and Baby Boy not feeling up to snuff, it made for a very wearing day. By the end of it, all I wanted was a full night of sleep and peace and quiet.

But that won’t solve all of it. I need some time to myself, I think. I really want to get back to my projects and satisfy my creative drive that has been simmering on the back burner for a while. I have cards I want to make, including Christmas cards, and I really want to get back to my cross-stitch. Lately, my only creative outlet has been this blog, which I can only really work on when the Munchkin is asleep.

I think I need a day off. Or at least a few hours (Baby Boy can take a bottle). Any suggestions? I’m not burning out, but I think I need a distraction.

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