I cry when my kids reach the age that they no longer want to nap.  I crave silence.  When I finally do have silence & alone time, I have no clue what to do with myself & usually end up at Target buying diapers.  I’m a business-owner-work-from-home-mom to 4, and it’s flipping psycho, but I wouldn’t change a thing.  (That last part is a lie.  I’d make them all take more naps.  And be potty trained at birth.  Okay, I’ll stop.)