Do you remember when you decided to go to the cinema on a mid-Sunday afternoon and then you would pick which film to see? Do you remember when you had sex whenever and wherever you wanted? Do you remember when a Tuesday afternoon was the best time to have a hot bath and put on all the creams and lotions that you found in your bathroom? Do you remember when a Friday at noon your partner would phone and tell you "prepare your weekend bag because we're going for a break?" Do you remember when a friend phoned and the most usual sentence was "let's meet in half an hour and go for a drink"? Do you remember what it was like to dance in a disco or in the town's festival until the small hours? Do you remember what it was like to wake up at 10 and dawdle in bed? Do you remember what it was like to go shopping with friends and spend hours visiting every shop's fitting rooms to find those trousers, shoes or blouse which you wanted? Do you remember when weekend breakfasts calmly span out? Do you remember when organising a dinner was not a difficult logistic operation? Do you remember how well epilated, tanned and fit you used to be? Do you remember what it was like to have time to do things? Do you remember when you kept up to date with your hairdresser's appointments and all your grey hair didn't show up underneath your headlights?
I've almost forgotten all these. The twin invasion began with a clear time robbery- MY time! You won't have time to do all these things. Not even to think about them. The twin invasion represents a new dimension of "tiredness". I'll go back to this later on. Right now, I urgently need to have my highlights done!
I haven't got twins but have two just 18 months apart so they have grown up together almost like twins! I found you from Mummys Little Monkey Blog hop and am now following :) x
ResponEliminaHello and welcome!
Eliminawow... just 18 months apart? I think that might be as hard as twins!
Thanks for sharing,
Núria
Time to myself? What the hell is that? I have some vague recollection of something or over....no, it's gone.
ResponEliminaVisited from blow your own blog horn. Long overdue visit, sorry. :)
Time to myself? Yes... I used to have something like that? It was ages ago!!! ;)
EliminaAlways welcome!
Núria
I remember all these things. My boys are now 5 and 8, so I'm even beginning to be able to do some of them again. It does happen. :-)
ResponEliminaI have 3: 7, 2 and 3 months. And no, I don't remember any of this anymore!!! I wouldn't have it any other way though :)
ResponEliminaXxX
PS Found u via BYOBH
Far too long ago! My eldest is 8...
ResponEliminaNo is the simple answer to all of the above!! But it does come back one day doesn't it?!? Found you via BYOBH! Emma :)
ResponEliminaHaha. I do remember. All of it. Do you remember the time when you smiled because someone looked at you like you're the most important person in the whole world. That was today. At least we have the memories, hey?
ResponEliminaOne of the hardest things I have found becoming a mum is not having any time to myself and the relentlessness of the demands made on your time. I hope I will have time to wash my hair without a mad scramble and wear clothes that aren't covered in food or snot one day! Lovely to find your blog through the 'Blow Your Own Blog Horn' linky x
ResponElimina