The perfect day would start in my bed (with a head board), my husband and daughters gone for a few hours so I can catch up on the needed rest. I wouldn't have to take my medication because on that day, I wouldn't be Bi-Polar or Manic or have any postpartum depression symptoms: anxiety, worry, feeling like I was a failure because I had to or needed to do something to keep my family a float.
I would get served breakfast in bed by my husband and my daughters: two hash browns, eggs, bacon, toast, glass of orange juice, silver dollar pancakes and fresh fruit of the month. There would be no yelling, no telling my eldest "No don't touch" or "No, leave it that's Mommy's". She would know not to touch my breakfast.
My husband would have the house all mopped and tidy. The laundry that has been in the hampers in our room would be magically put away and the dirty clothes in the washing machine. My youngest daughter would sit and smile (that's all she has to do anyway!), she's four months old. My two cats would be at my feet purring.
After I got dressed and actually felt like I was worthy to be seen in public, we'd all pile in the car and go to the zoo, library, or park for a while and then go to Whole Foods and aimlessly walk around for an hour just because and not buy anything, well lunch is required.
After that we'd go back to the house and my eldest would take a nap in her room and not in the car, my youngest would sleep with me and we'd nap together with my husband. Then in about an hour we'd wake up and there would be no arguing about what is on the Apple TV, it would be on as background noise however I would make sure to have something fun and educational if my eldest would look at it.
My husband would have dinner ready and we'd spend the time talking about the fun day every one had. No yelling, food or drink spilling, eldest using a napkin, and anytime my eldest would want to say something she'd say excuse me and all of my attention would go to her. After dinner, my eldest would get her bath. Not complain about the shampoo and would enjoy getting rinsed off. After that, she'd get into her PJ's, kiss us good night after three stories, and go fast a sleep in her own bed in her own room.
After that my husband would give me a back and foot rub, and draw me a bubble bath. He would have soft music playing so that I could relax and enjoy being in the tub. While I am in my bubble bath, my husband puts my youngest to bed.
Once every one was in bed my husband and I would talk about the day and fall asleep in each other's arms. Well his arms would be over mine, however I would have my arms hugging his.

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