All three boys slept over at "uncle's" house, last night.

This morning, as I sipped my coffee and switched on my PC, I realised that the house was silent, so eerily hushed that I can actually hear my keyboard "tik tik", as I type this post....it is a strange feeling.

A silence that I thought I could savour, as I have a hundred and three things I thought I would do, once I finally had this moment of quiet, but, now that I have it, I long for the noise and chaos.

Strange.

Just yesterday morning, I was a tad irritated that I could not even go to the loo without a "Mama {insert demand}" and now that I have several uninterrupted hours, I am stumped with what to do.

I am ready to embrace the noise.