Truth Be Told...

I would love to write a beautiful entry how I can't get enough hugs and kisses from every one of my kids.  How the fact that they fight over who gets to sit next to me every minute of every sitting occasion makes my heart flutter, and slaps a huge smile on my face. 

But I can't.  Because I would be lying.  I'm banking on the fact that every mother with at least one child will get where I'm coming from.  For example, the word "Mom" is great.  Lovely.  Magical sometimes when they first learn to say it.  Fast forward 5 years, add 4 children, and pretend that there is someone saying it at least 2 times, every 30 seconds, of every day.  Now add a whining voice to it.  And now you have the kind of math that I deal with. 

It's exhausting, overwhelming, and leaves the issue of personal space little more than a laughing matter from the past.  It's gone from the beginning.  They take over your belly (sometimes two at once).  Then they are attached to you for the duration of (at least) 6 months while you nurse.

Fact is, I usually don't have spacial issues.  I'm a snuggler, born and raised.  Which is why I always want my kids to feel comfortable crowding in on the couch, giving kisses, and getting smothered by their mother with back rubs, hugs, and smootches.  BUT, there comes a time when I just need a break.  I need to finish a cup of coffee on the first try. I would like to email without explaining multiple times who it's for and what it's about.  I would like to use the rest room without six eyes starring at me, and I would like to shower without refereeing a brawl outside of my bathroom. 

Pipe dreams, yes.  And yes, we realize how lucky we are with all the tiny feet running around.  And I totally will be the mother who can't handle life once they all grow up.  But on this morning, I just needed some space, and a moment.  And the few paragraphs above this were it.   I've been able to write this entire entry without being interrupted... (at least 10 times), so now I will stop my whining, and get back to what I do best.  Giving hugs, and laying on some sloppy kisses.