I am yearning for some predictability in my life. In particular, Elle's schedule. With no rhyme or reason to it, she either sleeps heavily or catnaps. No inbetween.
But most of all I'm desperate for my one thing. I think we all have our "one thing"- the item that gets you through the day. Maybe it's coffee. Or a hot cup of tea. For some it may be 30 minutes to yourself before the house bustles with commotion.
Though all of those sound terrific, they aren't "my thing". Mine is the shower. Once I shower I can tackle and overcome anything that comes my way that day. But here lately... not so. Some days I shower at 9 am. Other days I'm lucky if it happens by 3 pm.
Though I find it bothersome, I look at this sweet little face (still thinking how desperate I am for a shower) and can't help but to remind myself that one day I will miss her being so little and dependent upon me. Did I mention I'd still like a shower?
- ▼ 2010 (23)
- Wife to Gibbs... Mother to Ziva, Abby and...