The time has come. I’ve hung my jeans, stowed the slippers, cancelled the paper delivery, checked my swipe is in the car, checked my work clothes still fit (yeah!), bought a new pair of shoes and as a final symbolic act, had a shave.
Tomorrow I head back to full time work.
The past five months at home with Bert have been the happiest of my life. Getting married in that time also helped, of course, and even a move couldn’t bring the time down. I have enjoyed every single second, right down to the nappies and very occasional sleepless night. As his mum put him to bed tonight he looked at me, smiled and said “Dada”.
I’m so going to miss my boy.
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What a great opportunity you had Tony. I’d love to be able to do that, but circumstances prevent it. For the moment though, I’m doing the next best thing. I’m working from home in my new job and am here more often to see Karen and the boys. The occasional visit to my office during the day by Karen, Owen or Angus and the visit by Patrick when he gets home from school are great. I don’t know what I’ll do when we get an actual office in Melbourne! Good luck back at work.
Aw, I hope going back to work hasn’t been too traumatic for you.