What do I want?
World peace. Failing that, a peaceful day in our house.
Hm. Might be better holding out for world peace.
I want me. I want a day when I wake rested, rise smiling, stride confidently through the day, beat the todo lists, speak calmly with my children and enjoy an evening with my other half, while the children sleep quietly.
Or world peace. Which sounds more achievable. I can’t even get the toddler to lie down to go to sleep right now.
I’m having problems with my back and hip again so I’ve lost my run. I need my run. My weight has crept up a pound and I can’t pass the fridge without stuffing my face with a chocolate bar. My backlog of blog posts is embarrassing and I can’t face my email inbox without whimpering.
I want an internal space for me. I can’t carve that out at the moment. I know this too will pass but I don’t want to wish these days away, these last so transient baby days.
I want. Oh how I want.
Inspired by a tag by Princess poet. If any of you would like to tell me what you want, please consider yourself tagged.




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