2 More Weeks ...

C is done school in two short weeks! In two weeks I will be more organized. Maybe. Probably not. But at least I will have some extra time in the evenings to run errands and get out of the house. Alone. The simple act of running to the store for milk at 9:00 pm will save me an hour. Please don't get me wrong. I love my children to the bottom of my core and with my whole heart and more. I chose to bring them into the world which means I also bring them grocery shopping, to the mall, to the post office, to Walmart, out for lunch, to Micheal's, to wedding showers and bascially every where. They are my children and my responsibilty. BUT!! When daddy is home there is nothing better than running to Walmart ALONE to pick up a few things. Especially when I have several stops. Getting them in and out of their car seats, wrangling then through the parking lot and then keeping their little paws off everything in the store takes twice as long. I spend a lot of time with my children. We rarely go out, really don't have a "babysitter" per say (Aunty Serena has been there for us way too many times), no sleep overs at grandma and granpa's, no daycare, no dates. I know we need to get out more. Leaving my babies with someone else and taking a time out for us does not make us bad parents. I think it would make us better parents. I just have a really hard time asking people to take care of my children. Not because I don't trust anyone or I am paranoid, but because I feel guilty asking someone else to look after my babies. I hate asking for help. It is something I need to work on.