Holiday wishes apparently do come true — if you wait long enough.

Holiday wishes apparently do come true — if you wait long enough.

Last year, I wrote a column about my deepest desires for Christmas. It didn’t make the list, but the one thing I wanted most for Christmas last year was a night by myself in a hotel. As a new mother, I spent what little free time I had daydreaming about ordering room service, watching a movie and sleeping until I couldn’t sleep any more.

Unfortunately, everyone thought I was joking and instead spent precious holiday dollars on books and clothes. But I did manage to see a few items from last year’s wish list come to fruition: It just didn’t all happen in time for Christmas.

Last year, I said:

--I wish for eight hours of sleep without hearing a baby cry. (Or waking up in a panic because the baby hasn’t cried, and therefore must have died of SIDS in his blanket-free, pillow-free crib.) It came true in: February, after six nights of ignoring the fact that my dear child was howling in the other room.

--I wish for one hour of television time, during which I don’t see Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton, John Edwards or Rudy Giuliani. It came true in: August, after the Democratic National Convention. Well, it mostly came true then. It very likely will be years before I can spend an hour in front of the television without Obama’s mug popping in.

--I wish that we could stop analyzing Britney Spears’ mothering techniques, and instead put our energies toward helping single mothers in our communities. It came true in: mid-2008, when Britney settled down and got too boring for the paparazzi to waste time on.

This year, I have a whole new set of Christmas wishes. With any luck, perhaps they’ll come true as well — by Christmas 2009, anyway. As usual, I’m not including any Christmas list basics like new pajamas or a bestselling novel. My wishes are just a little tougher to find in stores. They include:

1) Plastic packaging that doesn’t require an advanced degree to open.

2) One photo-free day for poor little Suri Cruise.

3) A toy for my kid that doesn’t need batteries or assembly.

4) Just one magazine without an article about the Obamas’ holiday traditions, fashions or home decor.

5) An honest-to-goodness Super Bowl showdown.

6) A rise in my 401k — but not in my gas prices.

7) A return to 30- or 60-minute TV shows