Friday!

Is it just me, or do other stay-at-home moms anticipate Fridays like we did when we were "working?" I just feel more relaxed on Fridays. Beau is home for two days, we don't have to get up early (for one day out of the week), I sometimes even let myself watch "Ellen" if the kids are still asleep. I know, I know. . .

The weekend always holds such promise. And then those two glorious days fly past like they always do. However (Brandy, now I always want to say "However, comma"- even when I am talking aloud to people), the weekdays fly past faster than ever now as well. I mope around for the last few hours of Sunday night, looking at the bathroom and realizing that I have to clean it Monday morning. Then Monday comes and goes and, I am not kidding, all of the sudden it is Friday afternoon! That has its benefits and its drawbacks. Even though I am a stay-at-home mother, I always wish I had more time with my children. I am constantly aware that they will not always be babies. I want to hold and cuddle and love them as much as a mommy can. A fast week makes me more sentimental about my job, I suppose. The benefit is obvious- the weekend is almost here. And Ellen is almost on.