Today has been her first day back at work. So with the exception of the first 10 minutes of the day, the boy has been mine all mine.
I realised something about parenting today. It's harder on your own.
We started the day well. He was happy, and we played, and he ate his breakfast nicely. He was due a nap, so I put him in the buggy to sleep while I went out for a walk and to get some shopping. He awoke as I returned to the house. Then he was upset for the rest of the evening, crying, and needing a lot of attention. I put this down to him missing his mummy! After feeding him dinner I finally got him to bed.
Here is a list of the things I planned to do today that I DID get done:
- some washing up
- leave the house and get some shopping (Dylan was asleep at this point)
- take some photos (Dylan was asleep at this point)
Here is a list of things I wanted to do, but DIDN'T get done:
- eat breakfast
- eat lunch
- start on preparing dinner
- unpack the brand new dyson and do some hoovering
- find the charger for the digital camera
- finish the washing up
- the laundry
- have 5 minutes to myself
It seems that you can't really get anything done when you have a child. Unless you have a partner to pass the child to (which then prevents them from doing anything!). I didn't eat anything more than a cereal bar all day as I didn't get time to eat. The only things I did manage to do where when Dylan was asleep.
I remember pre-baby, I used to think that days weren't long enough to fit in all the things that you want to do. When you do have a baby, you have zero time to do anything at all unless your baby is asleep. And Dylan doesn't sleep for anywhere near 24 hours a day!
I think I know now why The Mrs is so skinny... She cant have eaten for the last 8 and a half months. She clearly hasn't had time.
I'm sorry, this post is going to be a short one... I'm tired. I'm going to relax on the sofa until The Mrs is home to cook me dinner. :)