Sneaking off to the bathroom alone to do my business only ending up entertaining three toddlers at the same time.
Toys all over the house.
Taking an hour to clean all my windows and mirrors only to turn around and see little handprints all over them again.
Hearing "mom, mom, mom" over and over again.
Wondering where all the toilet paper went.
Reading Brown Bear Brown Bear over and over again.
The Wonder Pets.
The never ending quest searching for favorite blankets and luvies before bedtime.
Cleaning up the flood during bath time.
I know these days will be gone before I know it. I know there will be a time that instead of craving, "me time" to undo the bags under my eyes, I will be craving, "kid time" and the bags under my eyes will no longer matter ( because gravity will have won by that time anyway:)