I’d forgotten, I really had, just how hard this looking after kids thing is. From a job where I sit in a chair and type/click all day and the most arduous exercise I undertake is walking down to the corner to grab my morning latte I’m now in constant motion picking up after and following the trail of devastation left by three kids under three.
I do remember how tough these first few days are but I’m looking forward to next week already. Phee will be back at school and I should be in something of a rhythm and hopefully have things under control. I’m also learning from last time with Bert and this time I’m not going to hide at home until the last few weeks. Weather permitting we will be out and about, reminds me I have to look up story time at the local library. It’s the one thing I regret about the time I spent with Bert – I was too scared for too long to go out in public. It’s funny, I’m probably going to stand out more this time but I’m determined not to be a stay-in-the-home stay-at-home dad.