Hiding

I am currently hiding on the floor of my bedroom in the space between my side of the bed and the wall. I was in the middle of stripping all the beds and throwing sheets in one pile to be washed and blankets in another when I noticed how inviting all the blankets and pillows looked laying there all comfy and lumpy on the floor. So I snuggled down because my day started like this. The kids woke up this morning at an unhealthy 6:30am. I say unhealthy because their well being is certainly endangered by waking momma bear up that early. I sent them back to their rooms and told them that our day was not going to start until 8am and if they woke the baby (which is my 5 year old's favorite ploy to get the house up because once the baby is awake she knows that our day has to start) there would be NO FRIENDS, NO ACTIVITIES, NO FUN for the whole day!! So I go stomping off back to bed but my blood is already pumping with irritation and I was on high alert listening for any russell, any thump, any singsongy voice that might indicate that my children had the gull to enjoy being awake at this unholy hour instead of contritely laying in their beds as I had commanded. Needless to say, I didn't go back to sleep and the day started only 30 mins later with a "Mommy where are you?" shouted from the crib down the hall,  followed by an, "I didn't wake her up!!! She woke up all by her self!" also shouted from down the hall. So fine, its nearly 7:30am and our day has started. Breakfast, laundry, and wo be it unto the child who disobeys me because I am in a foul temper....until I stop vigorously ripping sheets from beds and notice the quite cushy space on my bedroom floor. I noticed it well over an hour ago. I closed the curtains, turned on the fan, and told the kids they could watch TV. I snuggled down and I napped, oh yes, I indulged in the glory of a mid morning nap and it was bliss.   For over 60 minuets I turned the world off and totally forgot my lengthy "to do" list and how messy the house will be with three unsupervised children running rampant and just decided that I wanted a do over to my day. The only problem is that I enjoy the little cave I've created for myself a little too much. I hear Caden and Ella fighting. I hear what sounds like a pan hitting the kitchen floor. I hear my little Nali calling for me, not because she's in need, just because I belong to her and she wants my whereabouts accounted for. Yet here I hide. I don't want to referee, I don't want to clean up, I don't want to be accounted for. I am giving myself 10 more minuets to not exists, to just disappear as a part of the lumpy pile of blankets waiting for some responsible adult to come along and finish the laundry.