Does it make me a horrible person that I totally relish and enjoy my alone time? I almost feel guilty how much I look forward to it, long for it, and await it... Last night I went to work out with my mom (she drove) and I decided to walk home instead of hitch a ride. It was like just to have 5 more minutes in solitude, just was too tempting to pass up. For some reason I just felt this overwhelming need to let this out. I know that logically this doesn't make me a bad person or even a bad mom, but why is it so sweet to hear the sound of nothing else other than your own voice? Have any of you mom's out there figured out the balance of being everything to everyone without losing yourself in the midst of it all? If you have will you tell me the secret. Please. I would really love it! Ahhh, Motherhood... nobody said it was for the weak of heart! That's for sure.
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