Today Little Z was literally tugging ad pulling at me to take him to nursery.
I'm delighted he's happy there. I really am. I would have been incredibly miserable if it wasn't a place he felt safe and happy. We both need it and it's a good thing.
But then when my plans with friends this morning got cancelled, I suddenly felt lost. I started thinking about errands I needed to run and reminiscing about how much fun he and I had going to the stores and chattering and singing.
Seriously, what is wrong with me?
I'm suddenly too tired and gloomy to do anything. I'm missing my toddler in the few hours he's away and I think it has just hit me that I need to realize and embrace the fact that I'm going through a transition.
Life with a little more me time. It sounds so desirable and yet I guess it just hit me that I need to adjust to it. To understand it and to re-learn how to navigate it. Life, as a grown up. Yikes!
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