Woman Cave
It goes without saying that I love my children and my husband. I love sticky kisses and outstretched arms. I love nursery songs sung by little, frolicsome voices and imaginary play with animal noises. I love dancing and joke-telling and hearing about every one's day. I love all of these things, but... I also really love silence and solitude. Silence and solitude are not easy things to come by in a house full of children. The need for these sneaked up on me recently. It manifested itself through impatient replies, short tempered reactions, and feelings of angst when children plopped their needy little bodies onto my lap. Over the weekend when everyone had settled in to watch a movie together, I slunk away to waste my time looking at crock pot recipes and other nonsense on the Internet for an hour. I stared at my computer's screen with glazed eyes and allowed the silence in the room to saturate me. I sat in my chair and conten...