the first part of this week i'm off work, at home caring for the jude. my own little miniature taste of the stay-at-home life. how sweet it is.
no, really. it's pretty sweet. i've gotten to wake up with jude, play, and nap... all in our p-jams. i got to feed my child lunch today– lunch! me! not notable to moms who are used to this routine but me, the working mom, i never get the pleasure of serving my own child lunch. and then having a cuddle. and going to the fabric store. just this morning after nap we played in jude's room, where he showed me his stuffed kitty many times, and then we showered! together! and played in the water! fun was had.
i'm not saying it's all rainbows and butterflies, it's just trading one set of worries for another. instead of deadlines and trousers and emails for a few days i get to worry about nap schedules and toys and sticky post-lunch fingers. i respect stay-at-home moms. from my experience with maternity leave (and days like today) i learned that it brings a whole different kind of stress. sure, you can wear your pajamas all day but then you think, "holy crap, what am i going to do to entertain this small personal all day?" and you have to give up a large part of doing what you want to do, because your day is ruled by tiny humans.
it's lovely in it's own way though, to me, an outsider. i miss most of jude's daily grind and when i stop and think about it sometimes my heart aches a little. though i know that he is outrageously happy with how things are, and so am i. still, it stings sometimes. togetherness vacation, i haz it. and i'm enjoying the hell out of it.
now i get to go eat oatmeal. and sew. and yesterday, i washed my hand-wash-only bras. imagine that! the luxury, can you feel it?