Doctor Mama Wifey WHATEVER

That time of day again….

…..kids out of the house, husband working and I can eat whatever the hell I feel like! Nobody is crying about their brother has “more strawberries” than the other (even though they are the same amount!), nobody wanting to have a conversation with me, nobody getting off the table mid-meal to take a crap and then yelling “mmmooooooommmm IIIIIIIII pooped!” (AKA “please help me wipe my ass”), then going back to the meal table and pretending as if that all didn’t occur.

Yes eating alone at first likely sounded like a sad time for me, but its not, especially if I’m eating my chocolate ghost cereal with marshmellows and use a BIG bowl if I want.

Enjoy the quiet moments everyone, they will be over soon. I promise.