Finally
The kids were asleep. It took forever. Just getting the older one to
brush his teeth and the younger one to stop chattering about anything
that flew into her mind was an arduous task. Not to mention the jammie
wars.
She felt utterly exhausted and bitter. The nights Imelda took off were
the worst. She went from being a kind and loving mother to a crocodile
ready to chomp down, hard. Yes, there was a tiny little piece of guilt
lodged at the back of her head, but she couldn't help it if she weren't
cut out for full time motherhood. It simply did not come naturally to
her. And who could blame her?
She filled her imported Italian mosaic sink (all blues and soft
greens, like a fountain) with cool but not freezing water, wrapped her
head in a super thick Egyptian cotton towel and leaned over to lightly
splash her face. She cupped her delicate hands together and pulled the
water up quietly, face close to the basin, and listened to the soothing
trickle that dripped from her palms back down into the sink. She did
this every night, but some nights it meant more than others.
Her husband was gone on a business trip, thank god. Full time
mothering certainly left nothing else for her to give. She couldn't
stand to take care of his needs on top of theirs. Not to mention the
kittens. Who on earth thought it was okay to give her household staff a
night off once a week? Oh right, she did. A moment of weakness.
She slipped her feet into her Chanel slippers and padded past her
elegant bed with the custom sized mattress (King plus) and silk
comforter and walked down the long breezeway that separated the master
suite from the rest of the house. During the day the huge plate glass
windows that created the long walkway were lovely and architecturally
stunning. At night she felt like a mouse in a maze, trapped and watched.
She picked up her pace until she landed in the kitchen, in front of her
custom cobalt triple wide refrigerator. Although the shelves were
almost austere in their emptiness, she reached in behind the lemons and
found what she sought - a fresh carton or organic heavy cream, produced
by grass fed cows from New Zealand.
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