I need some ME time STAT

I think the time has come for me to do something for me.

Matthew is 10 weeks old now, can you believe how fast that's gone. When I had Nick and Ava at about this point in time I was either back at work or gearing up to be in the next week. Not this time, a longer break was planned, not without sacrifice and certainly not without arguments. I have been all about my family for these 10 weeks and have given my all to them with little or no thanks in return. I know that I'm not alone in the SAHM stakes when it comes to all give and no take but I'll be damned if I let it become the way things stay in MY house.

Firstly, I need some sleep. Sure Matthew is sleeping a lot better during the night than his sister did - or does, but that doesn't mean I'm not exhausted. I'm running on a mixture of zombie like stealth and caffeine, I'm sure its amusing from the outside.

Secondly, I need to embark on some deforestation. I'm mortified to say that I have been neglecting this task of late. Top to toe needs some maintenance. No further detail to be discuss, but I could use some agent orange if they have any left over from the Vietnam "conflict"

My hair I'm happy to say that it was the first step of the "me" time process. It came at a cost. I may have short hair but it is thick and the colouring in complex. It took 7 hours to do my latest cut and colour. This is of course not at an actual salon, Karen does it in my parents kitchen, so its done at a casual pace, mind you with 4 colour layers and all that processing time it wouldn't be far off that time in "salon" time - imagine the cost...

I need a facial, a proper one, not an at home job. You could pack for a month long cruise using the bags under my eyes. I'm afraid I might be looking my age, cant have that. I need a manicure and a pedicure. My nails are cracked and splitting, I want my acrylics back. My feet are horrendous, how can feet get so bad when all I seem to wear are my moccasins or thongs? I did paint my toenails though, I suppose that's something. I would like a real excuse to put a full face of makeup on - last time was a funeral, that's NOT a good reason..

I need to be able to read, my books are getting neglected, I will have forgotten the "story" by the time I get back to them. Night is my traditional reading time but I cant bring myself to sacrifice the little bursts of sleep I get. Sorry books, I haven't forgotten you.

I think the biggest thing I need out of all this cosmetic pampering is I need to find that little bit of time each day to turn off the "mum" and remind myself that I am a woman. An intelligent woman not a vomit covered washing machine with a vacuum arm extension and a baby in the other. Pity I cant see any of this happening in the near future..