I have this very simplistic life these days. I spend my brief moments of quiet "me" time in the company of our outside cat, Betty Blue, amongst the city rumbles and the swaying of our backyard patch of trees in an almost zen mentality...sorting through miles of yesterdays into now...peeling the layers of long past and far too unimportant away so as to move into the reality of today. Today is so simple really. The baby has such basic needs - - - feed me, change me, love me. The little girl, while a tad more complex, also has a rather uncomplicated list to be fulfilled - - - listen to me - guide me - love me. And we sort of brush against our own needs from one another touching on them here and there when we find the time - but these moments - the silent ones - they are simple too. I could live in the middle of nowhere with my tribe, our music, our books and maybe a smattering of trash tv and be just fine.
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My day's similar, except I have no children, but I have a bobble Hello Kitty... and a bobblehead Donovan McNabb. Oh, and I forgot Meatwad.