Before stepping into the world of motherhood, I often found myself lost in daydreams. I envisioned strolling through the streets of Paris, high heels clicking with each step as I shared laughter with my best friend. We would indulge in endless shopping sprees, savor decadent chocolates and buttery croissants, while sipping fine wines. Handsome strangers would carry our bags and pamper us with foot massages, all while providing an unending supply of cheese.
Of course, there were also moments when my thoughts drifted to certain Hollywood heartthrobs, like the charming Noah from my favorite romantic films. Let’s just say those fantasies involved different kinds of high heels and chocolate!
Now that I’m a mom of three, my mind often feels like a whirlwind of chaos. While I still crave those glamorous escapades, my fantasies have transformed. Nowadays, I yearn for the simple joys of life—less noise, a bit more tranquility, and certainly fewer complaints. And yes, I would still welcome a Paris getaway or a charming film star with open arms.
Three-Way Bliss
At the top of my wish list is a perfect trio: a soothing massage, online shopping (Amazon Prime is an absolute lifesaver), and the indulgence of devouring a chocolate cake—fingers only, please. All at once, if possible.
Quiet Moments of Rest
Next, I long for the peaceful slumber I once took for granted. I reminisce about the nights before kids, when sleep came easily and my mind wasn’t racing with endless thoughts of forgotten tasks, gym shoes, or overdue library books. Now, I find myself awake, worrying about night terrors, fevers, and the urgent need to go to the bathroom. Oh, to just lie down, close my eyes, and drift off without a care in the world—that would be a dream come true.
Cherishing Solitude
Who would have thought that merely having a moment to myself in the bathroom would become a cherished fantasy? I crave those few minutes where I can take care of my needs—no interruptions, no “Mom!” echoing through the hallway. Whether it’s during a shower or while enjoying a treat in peace, I just want a little solitude. Perhaps then, I could reclaim my short-term memory and remember why I walked into a room or what day it is!
Food for Thought
Imagine a world where complaints about food in the house ceased altogether. After carefully curating a grocery list that caters to my kids’ tastes, it would be a miracle to return home and not hear, “Hey Mom, where’s the food?”
Creating a Relaxing Environment
Let’s be honest: gynecologist visits could use a makeover. Picture this: wine, cookies, and cozy heating pads to make those annual appointments a little more bearable. It would certainly take the edge off the experience!
Redefining My Identity
I’d love to remove “human tissue” and “mess cleaner” from my list of roles. Why not add “pee and poop wiper-upper” while we’re at it? The chaos of cleaning up messes at 2 a.m. is something I’d gladly trade for a calmer existence.
While my fantasies of motherhood may be far-fetched (because let’s face it, there will always be spills, complaints, and moments of identity loss), indulging in these daydreams brings a smile. I know that one day, when my kids are grown, I might miss those little fingers poking under the bathroom door or tripping over their shoes in the hallway. Until then, I’ll just savor these moments of chaos while sneaking in a few of my fantasies—between the messes and the midnight clean-ups.
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Summary
Motherhood can be chaotic, leading to a shift in daydreams from glamorous escapades to simple pleasures. Embracing solitude, peaceful sleep, and the joy of food without complaints are some of the new fantasies. While the chaos of parenting is ever-present, indulging in these dreams allows for a momentary escape from the daily grind.