.....and yet a month did already pass and so will the others and I will eventually say I am not going back to work tomorrow I am going to spend the day with my puppy again forever more! But before I can do that I know it will get worse...when Dave goes back to work and we both arrive tired from work and our boy will be crawling all over the place and I will be irritated coz his caregivers will have done something I didn't wish them to do (I am sure it would be unintentionally but still...) and there will probably be a few sparks but they will pass slow yet quick and Christmas will reach us and after that we can all relax again and find a nice easy routine that fits our new roles.
I'd be lying if I said I am not looking forward to it but I am afraid at the same time. Will we settle down quickly in the new routine and will Greg be open to new things his mommy has in mind and will I cope fine or will a 1 year old feel suddenly too much for me? I really can't wait to find out....deep down I am confident I know I can do it but till I am actually doing it I know the doubts will carry on.
This month was a kind of trial for me. I had to find out what it felt like leaving your kid behind and even though the decision to stop working was made, I can now say that I am totally convinced of my decision if I weren't before. I figured, that spending 8 hours at work, its not me or Dave who will be parenting our child but the care giver. A caregiver who although I trust (being an aunt and his grandparents), I know they have completely different parenting styles than our own which me and Dave are not quite relaxed with. So you see, I can't really force them to do our style either! And that was reason enough for me to decide and stay at home with him.
I sigh and think how many challenges we will be facing and how many memories we will make to fill our days and how I hope that it will be me who see my puppy crawl first and hear him speak the first word.....I so so hope I will not loose out on these as well.
And also on a similar note, I read this post at 5 minutes for parenting which I felt I had to share with you...its called Sometimes parenting has little to do with children. Here is an excerpt from it:
We'd finished up the bedtime routine with both kids a little bit early, and
I'd already surreptitiously poured us each a glass of wine, lit a few candles,
and collected a warm, snuggly comforter from the basement and lay them, waiting,
near the glass door to the back porch.
I drank in the thrilled expression
that spread across his face..........