466120339I will never forget the very first Valentine’s Day I spent with my husband (then boyfriend). It was 1999, and we spent a long weekend with two other couple friends at a cozy casino resort in the Northeast. During the day, we girls spent our time getting massages and pedicures while the boys drank beer and gambled in the casino. At night, we had lavish dinners and drank plenty of champagne. It couldn’t have been more romantic. To top it all off, I was gifted with a beautiful diamond pendant necklace. It was perfection.

Fifteen years and three kids later, my wish list is a bit simpler. Would I like to re-create the sort of blissful romance I had in years past? Of course. But, my priorities have definitely changed with the two new little loves of my life.  Nowadays, I consider it to be a true gift if I am able to use the bathroom without a kid trying to jump on my head at the same time. So, for this year, I present this fantasy list of six things I want for Valentine’s Day that don’t cost a thing:

1. A sleep-in.

You know when a mommy friend posts on Facebook that she was able to “sleep-in” until eight A.M.? Well, I am not talking about that kind. My version of a sleep-in is one that I vaguely recall from my single years after a long night out. It is the type of sleep-in that I used to have after falling into bed face first, with a full make-up on, and ringing ears. This sleep-in entitles me to an uninterrupted slumber, with a mind at rest and completely oblivious to anything else going on in the world. There will be no tiny tyrants pounding on my door as my husband has taken them to the park (or Mars, I have no real preference) for the entire day. When I do awake, I will be so blissfully out of it I will not even be aware of what day of the week it is.

2. A bubble bath.

I am not really a big bath person to begin with. If I am blessed enough to get a three minute shower on a given day, I consider myself lucky. However, there is something so appealing about this bubble bath business! I would love try it. I am fascinated by those scenes in the movies where the woman is surrounded by lit candles, while noshing on strawberries and drinking champagne. I would love to know what it is like to soak in a tub sans baby toys or whatever mystery items my kids happened to throw in there that day. In fact, I don’t even need the strawberries. I can go straight to the champagne.