Beer, Music and Paint

I am looking at this blank screen and thinking about how much I want to write, work on my web-site, paint and take a damn uninterrupted shower while drinking beer and listening to music. I think the shower, beer and music wins....

Stolen Moments

The hot water runs down my back

It wraps around, almost a hug

I stretch my arms up to the wall and lean forward

Each day is not so hard

Yet my body is telling me it is

I have not cried in months

I need too but can't

The warm shower helps me feel better for a few moments

Then i step out

As soon as the faucet is off

The familiar sound of my daughter's cries and footsteps are quickly at the door

Hardly a moment to myself

They stand outside the door chatting, whining, turning the knob

The love in my heart is so full

Yet my body is so worn

Stolen moments for myself, is a must

For there is high demand for when I return

Eye-twitches and Screechy Voices

 It has been hard to write lately. I've had this permanent under eye twitch for about two weeks now. It won't go away and it's driving me even crazier then I already am.

Super hard to find time to do things I like to do: blog, art, fix my hair, makeup, go shopping, take walks, make cool things, go on weekend trips, hang out with grown-ups, go see a freakin movie. Damn all of that-forget it.

Then I feel so bad every time they go to their Dad's, yet I am secretly waiting for it. By the time two weeks go by I am ready to spend some time alone. It is very hard being a mother (and a single one too) and also an introvert. My thoughts are constantly interrupted. I hear the word mom and it is like nails on a chalkboard. I will be standing right next to them and instead of just telling me what they want to say they screech out "MOM" in this high-pitched screechy voice, and I cringe when i hear it. I know they are about to complain or need something.