Ah, silence.



The kids are finally in bed. Peace and quiet at last! I should be in bed too. But this is the only time I have to steal a few moments to myself.

The quiet is nice sometimes. Calming. I only hear the dishwasher and the jingle of the cat's collar.
It's also lonely. I almost miss the chaos of the kids running around. I hate this schedule Clint is on. I have doubts about myself being able to do this long term. Two kids going non stop all day long and just me. I've been keeping up with the housework, but it takes a lot of effort to stay on top of things.

It also makes me sad. I sometimes wonder if it will ever go away. If it will ever truly get better. I don't even know where to start. I wish I could smile... and mean it.