Sunday, August 5

Strange...

Little Frog went to stay with his grandma yesterday. The Bloke and I spent the evening on the sofa, chattering indecisively about whether to go to the cinema, or out for something to eat, or to Blockbuster, or somewhere else altogether. Our suggestions were interspersed with "I wonder if he's had his feed yet" or "How many times do you think he'll wake up in the night?" The Bloke kept bringing out the digital camera to look at photos of Froglet and every time he turned it in my direction I covered my eyes and squealed "I can't look at them!" We phoned Grandma three times and were in bed by half-past ten.

There is a kitchen to clean, laundry to do, paperwork to be filed, shopping to buy, carpets to vacuum and clothes to be ironed, and yet I somehow feel at a loss for things to do. Must keep busy until five p.m. this afternoon, when he comes home...

4 comments:

Judy Jarvie said...

Awwwwww.
I know what you mean. But it's allowed cos you've been programmed to be baby obsessed - it's nature.
Forget the chores. Enjoy the now. jx
P.S. You just wait until his first session at nursery. You'll be blubbing as you hoover, unable to bear the separation. But this too will pass.

liz fenwick said...

enjoy the time off and let grandma enjoy :-)

Phillipa said...

Hope you had a relaxing time. I tend to agree with Jude and Liz. Enjoy your time off - no need to feel guilty.

Lis said...

Hope you had a relaxing time off :)