PYHO: Time is not on my side

Time.

It's fickle.

When you would do anything for time to pass by quickly, like at work, it takes forever.

When you would do anything for time to slow down, stop moving so fast, it's gone in the blink of an eye.

I don't have enough time.

I spend 10 hours of my day commuting to/from and being at work.  I spend one hour in the morning (less, because the kids sleep later than I do) with PJ and Maggie, and 2-4 hours with them at night.

Because spending time with them is the most important and best thing I do with my day, I run out of time to do other things. 

Dishes.

Shave my legs.

Clean.

Watch tv.

I'm not complaining.  I would much rather hang out with them than do any of those things.  I just wish I had TIME to do them as well.

I wish I had time to get everything I need for Maggie's party, without the kids, in a matter of hours instead of splitting it up over a few days because that's the only way it will work.

I wish I had time to go visit two of my oldest friends who gave birth over the weekend, and meet their new joys and see them.

I wish I had time to go back and have more mother-daughter dates with my mom before she got sick.

I wish I had time to go out for dinner on a random Tuesday with my girlfriends.

I wish I had time to go out for drinks on a random Thursday with my husband.

Time is not your friend.  No matter what, when you look at any given day, you can say "I can't believe that was XX years ago, or I can't believe he's already XX years old."

I said that when PJ was 1.  Now I'll say it again because he's almost 3.

I said it on Monday when Maggie turned 1. I said it when she was 6 months.

I need to embrace the time.  Make the most of the time I have and do whatever I can to make my kids, my husband and me happy in that time.

Yesterday is History...Tomorrow is a Mystery...Today is a Gift