Not another spill to clean up or argument to settle,
Not a pull-up to change or someone in need of a drink,
Not a baby in cute faky tears, or my older being mouthy.
Not a kid to dress, no more meals to fix, or shoes to put on.
Not another room to clean, clothes to fold, or errand to run.
When my babies sleep, I sleep.
I stop what I’m doing (which is more than one person should be!) And I go to bed.
To do nothing, while it’s quiet, and no one needing anything… Doesn’t happen very often, especially for people like me.
Good 🌚 night