Or, in this case, the diaper bag. My last day of maternity leave was Friday. Tomorrow, Hubby takes over. So I had to move all my stuff out of the diaper bag and pass it on to him. With a heavy heart.
Not that I’m concerned in the least about his abilities to do the stay-at-home-dad thing. On the contrary, he’ll probably show me up by cleaning the windows, organizing the contents of the garage and teaching our youngest daughter proper Guitar Hero techniques while she’s strapped in the Snugli. And have dinner on the table when I get home. (No pressure, Honey ...)
No, it’s me I’m worried about. I’m about to go cold turkey off the most addictive drug in the world: baby neck. For the last week, I have made sure to nuzzle and nibble on that delightful, sweet-smelling little ring of chubby. Between that, her laugh, and those ridiculously long double-tiered eyelashes I’m leaving behind, how can anyone expect me to actually work?
Friday night I got together with the Strollercise crew, both past and present, for a couple of pints (read: drowning my sorrows). It was the best send-off a mom could ask for: hugs, laughs, good stories and toasts (Mill Street Brewery Organic Lager and Kilkenny were the drinks of choice, both which went marvelously with the lamb boxty upon which I noshed.) We all vowed to keep in touch; they made me promise to take a few sick days and come walking with them now and then.
On this last night before The Switch, we toasted over dinner with glasses of the 2008 Ironstone Obsession (a much more perfume-y vintage than previous years) and hoped for a smooth transition for all of us. Now I’m off to bed, for the first night in four months where I won’t be expected to get up and feed the baby. I should be rejoicing, but I love those subdued, cozy moments in the wee hours of the morning, when it’s just me and the Smurf.
Good thing I’ll still have the weekends.
Wish us luck!
PS - Strollercise is marking its 13th anniversary this year. To celebrate, everyone’s invited to the park beside the Sunnyside Library (Bank and Aylmer), on Friday, October 1, at 11:15 am. Jules has commissioned a bench to be placed in the park as a commemorative gesture to the founders of Strollercise and as an invitation to all parents who are looking to find a place where they can be accepted, feel safe, exercise and connect. Oh yeah, and the party will have Starbucks coffee and gourmet cupcakes, too.