Time

My opinions on my uncles life have generated so much negativity it is unreal. No one knew my uncle the way I did, maybe my mother. There are things that he wanted, like a family of his own, that he did not get. I do have what I want. I do know how much my kids love me and need me. I am not a writer by any stretch of the imagination. Nor do I claim to be. I started this blog with the intentions of getting a little weight off my chest. It does help. Just guessing, but I have read my entire blog, which by the way took about 30 seconds :) but I do not feel that I am that negative towards my kids. They mean the world to me and I let them know it. What I am complaining about and no one seems to get my point, is my lack of time for me. I am not talking about long stretches of time. I am talking about 2 minutes to go pee by myself, or maybe if I am lucky, a little time shopping alone. I have devoted my entire life to their happiness and well being. Yes, it was my choice and I would never change it. I could go back to work if I wanted and that would get me the time to myself, but, I do not want or need that much time and I do not believe it would be fair to the kids. I ask everyone that is reading this, how would you feel if you did not have 5 minutes a day to yourself? For whatever reason, be it kids, work, anything. I do not resent my kids or my husband for any reason. The lack of time is solely my responsibility and I am on my way to figuring out how to deal with it and keep everyone happy. Including myself. For those of you thinking I talk about my kids in such a negative way. Please go back and read everything and try to see it differently. I must not be able to convey my love or how proud I am through writing. If you were to see or know my kids. You would be able to tell just by looking at them how happy and loved they are.
And yes, I would let them read this.