The B-List: SOME THINGS I MISS MOST

• Shopping. I know a mom who's taken three kids into the Nordstrom dressing room. I'll show up at your wedding in my puff-sleeved floral junior high cotillion dress before I endure that kind of torture.
• Boobs. Yeah, I know - there really wasn't much to begin with. Thanks, Bugglekids.
• Movies. Bugglehubby and I used to see so many films we had to comb the fine print of the entertainment section for anything worth seeing. We spent hard-earned cash on flicks like Driven, eXistenZ and The Mummy Returns.
  
• Personal time. All I'm gonna say here is that I look forward to the day when Flush the Potty isn't one of my kid's favorite stories.
  
• Exercising solo. So long, spur-of-the-moment hike. Farewell, spontaneous yoga class. Now when I leave the house I've got more people and equipment than J-Lo backstage at the Latin Grammys.
• Adult interaction. I think I'm becoming one of "those people." You know, the TMI mom who tells the clerk at Sport Chalet the detailed history of her tendonitis, then chats up the guy at Starbuck's with the reasons why it makes total sense to order whipped cream on a nonfat latte.

Alas, I wasted so much time. I only realize it - and miss it - now because it's gone. Of course I wouldn't trade it for what I've gained in return. Not right at this moment. Hell, it's naptime.