My Time

How sweet are those two little words. In my chaotic life as a new mother, I long for 'my time'. This notion is near impossible in my endless day of raising my 7 month old son, taking care of my husband, housework, school and work. I long for the days of the past where I would curl up on the couch and veg out all day watching TV. Oh how those days are gone! Watching TV is now a luxury made possible from my TiVo. 'My time' is a phrase that I will learn the meaning of in eighteen years! Oh the joys of motherhood! :)