Lost Identity

This morning I woke up sandwiched between 2 sleeping beauties and had to go to the bathroom so bad I couldn;t sleep any longer. The wedge I am in is so tight that any removal of my body will wake one or both of the babes. So I lay their and try to hold out as long as I could so that the day would not begin this early. When I finally get out and they both start screaming for me I know that I have no control how the rest of the day will go. I go to the bathroom with them standing watching me.( God forbid I get out of their sight.) I then scramble to make breakfast ala carte because no one will eat the same thing. Get one on the bus and head to the shower, where again I am the spectacle behind the glass doors that they wave at and laugh at only to get out and step in wads of toilet paper that Layla has decided to tear up. It is only 9 in the morning and I am already drained of my energy and my humility. What happened to the days that I got up when I felt like it, read in my book for awhile, had a cup of coffee with my co-workers and sat back to enjoy a day of work??? Oh yeah, I had kids!!! I struggle with not wanting to complain because I LOVE my children, I truly do, but something in this house has to give. Not being out of the sight of others EVER is completely killing the only part of ME that is left. Maybe a day at the spa is in my near future! Without my kids watching!!Ha