The closing chapters of the story have begun. The story which started an odd 52 weeks ago.
Inability to sleep made me advance my maternity leave by a week - not a big deal I could have trudged through 5 more working days - but then there are times when a single day makes all the difference. Spent a good half of my leaves re-decorating the house, and making crafty stuff. I had my bucket list of course. Then the stork came with the lil bundle of unfathomable happiness. Things were never to be the same again and how!
Till 13 days back when mil came - and things changed again! Being able to step out of the room without straining your ears for a cry , a whimper. Read a book for close to 30 mins without a care. I have time - to do stuff, without worrying about the kid. And it seems bizzare! Sinful even. Walking without a pram - how weird? Grocery shopping with K - huh - did we do such things?
I can do whatever I want whenever I want (nearly). Its a process of letting go - and it feels funny. The kid has taken wonderfully to her Paati (thats what Granny is called in Tamil). In 4 days time when I leave her for 7 hours, that would be a consolation. For now - these mock runs of being away from her are bitter-sweet to say the least. Having kids is truly 'having your hearts walk outside your body'.