12 hours later with a glass of wine.
The second 7 hour of the day.
After the baby carrying and diaper changing,
after the family fun activities and fitness,
after the naps, the snacks, the dinner and doing.
This second 7 hour of the day with wine
leaves the mind and body with a break.
How could I blame myself for stopping?
Ending the have tos and should dos.
Now is when I sacrifice the want tos.
I put off till the somedays the things I dream of now.
Will those somedays still come?
Will those somedays hold that promise?
That promise of time and motivation?
The promise that will make up for all these laters?
Of course the family isn't a want to.
I know you caught that.
It's not a want to because it's a love to.
Love is there in every moment;
even in the time outs and please listens.
This want to that's waiting is something different.
This want to is for me.
It's for that later me who I know will still want it.
The me that will never stop wanting it.
For now I'll have another glass of wine,
and remind myself that it's okay.
These days are all amazing and exhausting
but someday they won't be.