Don’t get me wrong. I love motherhood and my little bub to bits. But I can still dream and hope, can’t I? Right now, dying for:
1. Undisrupted sleep and/or
2. An automated, on-demand, hands-free breast pump robot – so that I can get on with my work while pumping and that I don’t have to wake up in the middle of the night to express milk (even though little M sleeps through for 11-12 hours straight).
3. More hours in a day to finish the work I need to and still get to see my bub for at least a couple of hours awake a day and/or
4. The gift of teleportation.
5. A dinner date that doesn’t involve papaya soup, fish or taking baby along. Preferably a good steak and a glass of red.
A gorgeous sunset from a mountain top.