Monday was a federal holiday. I was a little nervous about being home with my son all day by myself. Stupid, right? It's not like I did not do it for a couple of months after my husband went back to work. After a couple of weeks at work, though, I had not really been alone with him for quite some time and I was a little anxious about it. He had changed so much since my first day back in the workforce and I was afraid my ideas of playtime and snuggling would seem "old news" to him.
The day was a totaly success. I loved the day with my son. Of course, there was a small downside... I did not want to go back to work! I want every day to be a day of mom and son alone time. It is a true treasure. Before giving birth, long weekends were for sleeping in and maybe having a couple extra glasses of wine. Now they are for waking early and heating up a few extra bottles. I love how my world is redfined, one day - and one new milestone - at a time.
POP goes the belly - BYE goes the sleep
16 years ago
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