I can go to the toilet and actually do my business without a child coming in to have a chat or a cuddle. Who on earth likes to cuddle and chat to someone while they are taking a massive dump, surely this is just weird.
Just for once I can make a cup of tea and drink the bloody thing before it has reached room temperature. Pouring that hot water into the cup is almost a signal to somebody in the house that they must immediately shout me at full volume.
Bums are wiped by anyone but me. I am happy to wipe my own butt, don't get me wrong I am not that lazy. However having a baby who needs regular bum area attention, and two girls who love to holler on a regular basis "mummy come wipe my bum", will the day ever come when I go for a whole day without having to see someone else's backside.
7 am is not the signal that I must be out of bed and immediately start tending to other people's needs no matter how tired, ill or hung over I am.
I can eat a meal or snack without little hands sneaking onto the plate to steal the best bits, or little voices requesting "mummy please can I have some of yours", or pleading little eyes making me feel guilty for eating my own food.
I can wear items of clothing such as jeans or tops for more than one day before they need to be scrubbed in bleach and sterilized. How can four children manage to cover me in more crap, food, dirt, dribble, wee, and general debris than they actually get on themselves.
Going to get a forgotten pint of milk involves me jumping in the car, and returning with said milk 5 minutes later. Instead of the current 15 minutes to round the kids up, 10 minutes getting their coats on, 5 minutes strapping them all into the car seats, 5 minutes getting the actual milk, 10 minutes getting their shoes off, and then 15 minutes persuading them to put their coats and shoes away.
Where my laundry pile is lower than the ceiling height, and contains no items with smears of poo that are likely to catch me off guard.
I have a dream, and one day I hope for that dream to become a reality (maybe in about 16 years time)
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