6:00 PM

6:00 PM that is the hour I find myself looking forward to. Especially on the days that I am working. Please don't get me wrong, I can honestly say that I love my job. I just think like most people, that if given the option, being at home would win. I enjoy spending time with my family. In the presence of my son is where I want to be. There is not a day that goes by that he doesn't put a smile on my face.
Today seems to be one of those days that is just dragging along while here at work. I got most of everything done in the early morning hours. Its the afternoon that always seems to drag for whatever reason. At least that is how it seems to me. There are times that I find myself looking at the clock in shock. REALLY?!? It's only 3:30? AHHHH! Then there are other days that seem to fly by. Why is that?
Either way, I am happy when 6:00 rolls around. Yep 6:00, time to punch out. Time to head home and cling tight to the ones I love. I love pulling in the drive and knowing that my hubby, son and dog will be there to greet me. I love knowing that as soon as I open the door, my Butterbean will be there, and I will get to hear him yell out "Mommy" once more in his excited little voice. That could never get old.
James went camping this weekend with my in laws. And even though he was only gone for three days, I have missed him like crazy. I always feel like something is missing when he is away. Like a HUGE chunk of my life is just up and gone. That is basically the only way I know how to explain it. While I do enjoy getting to have some alone time with my husband, it also makes me sad at the same time. I miss our little bed time talks and all the stories he has to tell. Last night I find myself laying in bed with James dream light on and his Perry the Platypus stuffed toy cuddled up next to me. My husband just shakes his head. I don't think this surprised him in the least. That alone was enough to bring a smile to my face. I lay there and thank the Lord again for giving me such a blessing. I swear I wouldn't trade being a Mother for anything in the world! The stretch marks could go, but other then that, no complaints. Ohh how I love this little man of mine!
So as I sit here and gaze upon the clock, I am slowly counting down the minutes until 6:00. Tick Tock, Tick Tock...Kenny Chesney's song, Shift Work and Dolly Parton's 9 to 5 has somehow made it's way into my head. It's like it is on instant repeat. Working 9 to 5 what a way to make a living? Talkin bout a bunch of shift work...I can hear the Congo drums clanging away.  One thing is for sure, I will be making my own music once 6:00 finally runs around. I cannot wait! Can I get an AMEN?
Looking forward to giving my little man a long, tight squeeze and of course extra hugs and kisses. I cannot wait to hear all about his first camping adventure with Grandma and Grandpa. Ohh how my Monkey is growing up.
All I can say is come on 6:00!