One of the things I miss is free-time.
Free unnegotiated, nonguilty, untimed time.
Time to spend all day in bed reading a book, time to watch a few movies, time to go out on my own, time to go for a walk by myself, time to go shopping, time to go to the pub for a whole afternoon/evening, time for a cafe meal, time
I do all of these things (well, maybe not the all day in bed one) but they have to be negotiated with husband and child, there is guilt associated with them because I know that if I'm not on munchkin entertaining duties, then Nw has to do it all.
I guess it makes those moments all the better when they do happen.
I love having the munchkin and I'm very lucky that he is such a good one (on the whole) and that Nw is very very good to me and often lets me take time off to go do stuff sans torby. Just sometimes, I really miss owning my own time.