Without Kids?

No children???


Oh, a life of leisure...


No one to stand over the bed breathing at 7 am.  
        On the dot.
                Every single day.


No one to argue over who owns the frog plate.
         Even if there's 10 other plates in the cabinet.
                  Just because sister/brother wants it.


Hours of quietly reading through the library catalogue.
          In front of a fireplace.
                    With MY cup of hot cocoa.


Shoes lined neatly by the door.
          Absence of tracked mud through the kitchen.
                     Coats hung uniformly in the closet.


Ability to be spontaneous, freedom to be available.
            Lunches in fancy restaurants with real crystal.
                      And crisp white clothing.

No "I Love You" post-it notes stuck to the bathroom mirror.

             Strategically place over the finger prints.

                       Written in Mommy's best lipstick.

No excuse to run like a wild man on the beach.

              Throwing sand into the air.

                        While squaking like a sea gull.

Evenings without board games or little league or bedtime stories.

               No whispered "Mommy, I love you" 's.

                         In a quiet, dark night.

Absence of lit-up faces over kitty cats and Christmas lights.

                Days without celebrating new friends and learning to read.

                         No one to pretend house with or bake cookies for.

Scales tip and waver between the good and the missing.

                Less laundry= less laughter

                         Less mess= less memories

                                  Less responsibility= less joy!

MY life without kids= Just LESS!

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