Posted on05 Nov 2009

The past week has been completely crazy. I’ve had two kids out of school with the flu – barfing all over the house and coughing like a 200 year old crone with emphysema. I find myself running around barely managing to accomplish the normal everyday necessities like feeding kids, doing dishes, washing clothes, homework, grocery shopping, etc. etc. etc.
Saturday morning rolls around – one of the only days I can sleep past 5 am and I’m woken by the gentle kisses of my sweet little 4 year old right around 3 am. “I don’t feeeeeeel good mommy, wahhh – cough – cough – cough – Baaaaaaaaaarfff – all over me” I love being a mom! I picked her up, put her in the tub, went to the kitchen and made a pot of strong coffee – my day was starting.
It seems like no matter how hard I try to get ahead so I can have little time to relax, something always comes up. I always have 50 million things going on. One of the things that seems to get pushed to the side is sex. My hubby says it’s the “kid shield” – I say “do some dishes and maybe you’ll get lucky!” If the man doesn’t do it every three days he starts getting a little grumpy. I realized there “might” be a problem when I was making a list of things I had to do for the day and it went something like this – wash clothes, do the dishes, sex with hubby, get gas, go to dry cleaners.
So next time he starts whining I’ll just tell him, “it’s on my list!”
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