On your mother’s first Mother’s Day, I’m ashamed to say there were no flowers, gifts, or breakfast in bed…her only request was to get a few more hours of sleep! So that is what she got, but I think it is interesting because the small innocuous request is reflective of the state of things for the two of us.
We (or maybe it’s just me) are back to seeking out time for our individual selves whether it’s to sleep, go to the gym, seeing a friend, work on the blog, etc. It’s an obvious fact or rite of passage into parenthood to acknowledge and recognize that everything becomes secondary to one’s baby, but secondary doesn’t mean nonexistent! Of the two of us, I’m the one who more often asks the other “Are you going to be okay if I go do X?” and I can’t help but feel bad or guilty about it because I’m effectively abandoning your mother for a short period of time while I go relax and have me-time. However, I think it’s important to note I felt this way even before you arrived…my reasoning went as such: if I’m going to go out and have fun, why can’t the both of us go out and have fun instead? So we often did things together.
And we’ll be doing so again in a few months time as we have the seed planted in our minds to both run the Reykjavik half marathon. We’ve run races separately, but never together…that is, until this coming August!
You have to pardon me if the letter is rambling or incoherent. I’ve come a bit under the weather and am on some night time meds. I’m dozing off as I write this!