Busy weekend

argh mates, there is nothing like a busy weekend which makes you wish that you had more time. Time is a funny thing. In our heads we think that we have "lots of time left to live", yet in day to day life things feel so busy, like we have no time.

As my first mate and I are coming to the end of our mat leave, I am realizing how quickly time is going. The hard part is that the little first mate has become so much fun lately (not that he wasn't fun before, he's just able to do more therefore we can play in new ways). In the past week and a half the little first mate has learned to crawl, climb the stairs, use a sippy cup, pull himself up to standing and pick things up with his thumb and first finger. We play "tag" around the coffee table.

I feel that going back to work I'll miss out on so much. Its hard to imagine "co-parenting" with someone that I am not married to, and who I am paying to care for my child. I know everything will be fine and when I get back to work I will be fine too, and the little first mate will be fine in daycare, but its a huge change.

I'm sorry Madonna, "Time does not go by so slowly".