My very own

As a mother, I have very few things that are my own. My 3 year old loves to drink out of my cup. (hmm... I wonder why I am always getting sick?...) He also seems fascinated with MY toothbrush. Not his toothbrush, not his dad's toothbrush, but my dull pink, run of the mill toothbrush seems to say, "Ryan, come and put me in your mouth!" My clothes are not my own. My daughter does not like pajamas (no matter how cute they are) she would rather wear one of my T-shirts. I even have to share my bed. Just kidding Honey! I was just trying to make a point. But this Blog here is MINE all MINE!!:::::::::insane woman laughter:::::::::

Hmmm..... So now what do I do?