When I pictured married life with a baby I had this romantic image of me and my husband and long dog walks with the buggy on warm summers evening or crisp winters days! How wrong I was. I’m sure, especially in my heavily pregnant state, I was living in a dream land or Hollywood movie…… instead most of the time its just Harvey and I! Don’t get me wrong Mr R loves to spend time with us and does when possible, but his job is seven days a week. He doesn’t get the weekend off like other daddies might and I will happily admit I’m very envious of my NCT friends when they discuss their weekend plans as a family.
That being said we were lucky enough to enjoy a few weeks together over Christmas, which were lovely! Someone else to help feed him, play with him and clean up after him. In fact I got so used to having the extra pair of hands around that I actually felt quite anxious about him going back to work and having no help.
This last week Mr R has again had a rare few days of respite and we were quick to fill it with walks, shopping, dinners, family catch ups and copious visits to coffee shops. Again it has been lovely having the extra hands about the house. But I know it will be short lived and once again I feel a little anxious about him returning to work and the wait for his next day off (sometime in mid March!) However, this time my anxiety is not about doing things alone but is about being alone.
Although being a mummy means that you are never really alone. Perhaps to some, including my husband at times, its not easy to understand that despite having a permanent mini companion being a mummy can be a very lonely job! When Mr R returns to his usual 24/7 job on Saturday I intend to find lots of activities to keep Harvey and I occupied. We have found several new mother and baby clubs to attend, a new play café to investigate and we also have a kitchen to redecorate!
I love being a mummy and I feel so lucky to be able to take time off to spend with my precious little man. I certainly love being able to stay wrapped up warm in bed when my husband heads off to work. But being a mummy isn’t always easy and there are some things that you don’t know, can’t know and never understand about motherhood until its happening to you.
I now know that as much as you wish for it you can’t always be prepared. But I feel as I become more of a dab hand at the mummy malarkey I can become better equipped. It’s the hardest and most unpredictable job I’ve ever had but I know that Harvey and I can do it!