Daydreaming.

I feel like (particularly this week)  I haven't had the time to daydream not let alone get 5minutes for myself. I took 10minutes for myself yesterday to drop into an Op-shop while out and about and it totally threw my day out.....and this was a kid-free day that I feel was totally wasted lol. I do have 2 days a week when Charlie is in Preschool - I used to use one day (selfishly) for me, for my own therapy and sanity and the other was used for housework and catching up on chores as well as booking in work and doing work.
Anyway back to the subject, a couple of weeks ago I had the typical daydream that starts with 'wouldn't it be nice.....' My 'wouldn't it be nice' moment lately has been -"wouldn't it be nice to spend some one on one time with my mum" I do get a bit jealous of my sisters.....with me being the eldest the one on one time I had with my mother was as a baby and toddler - beyond that it was impossible and I didn't really care too much as that was the way it was and none of us seemed to be bothered. My little sisters get more of an opportunity to get that bit of one on one now that everyone else has left home. Now that I have children of my own and mum has a great job, there never seems to be enough time, I try and get that one on one with my own kids and now that we have moved away when I do see my own mother it feels hectic and the kids need to spend time with their nanny....so when we go out to the shops or do something there's 3-4 people in tow and it is limited. I knew on our trip last week it wouldn't happen - yes she was on holidays this time which means that she wasn't tired and had some time, but we were in organising and cleaning mode to get ready for the party and then we left the day after the party.
I settle with the fact that realistically, the closest thing I get to one on one time is on the phone. I get the conversations then and sometimes it feels like she isn't in the conversation, but when anything happens I know I can call. We get to talk - don't get me wrong, but going somewhere and actually talking is one thing, but having conversations with kids running around and talking to you and trying to get things done in between is another thing. I was thinking of going down for a few days over easter and I probably will, but sometimes I think "what's the point?" When mum's working and we visit, I don't really get to see her as she is off to work and sleeps during the day due to the hours.
I know how hard it is to be a mum, so in no way whatsoever am I criticising my mum - this is life and life gets in the way. I am just having a home sick, selfish moment of just wanting to spend an hour chatting in person.