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.