Parenting, the one job you can’t take sick leave for or outright quit when you have heard just about enough about who's turn it is to pick up the legos off the floor. Those insane parenting moments which we all experience at one point or another in this journey takes a toll on even the nicest and kindest of people and turning them into ogres ready to blow a gasket.

This month, in particular, I had my fair share of bad parenting moments. I can say that I have spent the entire month of June (and half of May) sick. What started as a simple cold morphed into a sinus infection to finally full blown bronchitis. Oh, and let me not forget to mention that ear infection that surfaced midway through this ordeal. Couple that with a seven-year-old and a threenager, who couldn't breathe in the same vicinity as the other without it turning into a turf war was just something else that I didn't need.

But, thankfully, the only thing that saved me, aside from my husband taking time off for my sanity and well being, was those 'me' moments where I found a place to watch Netflix. The time I take for myself every day to just breathe and watch whatever I want without interruptions. Not having to think about whether my seven-year-old remembers to close the refrigerator door or what wall my three-year-old chose to draw on. Whether it's a comfy bed,  the parking lot of a drug store or my backyard, these were the places where I could indulge in some good drama like in the second season of Bloodlines and ‘escape’ my real-life filled with tantrums, stubbornness, and defiance for one that who's drama that is not my own.

Who else 'sneaks' off to binge-watch?