While Hannah is off galavanting around the South Island (specifically the West Coast) with my Dad and brother, I have been thoroughly enjoying the spontaneity afforded by the lack of small person to pick up from school, cook dinner for, and put to bed.
I think I’ve rambled about this before but I find it rather difficult to get to know work colleagues and participate in social outings with my childless friends when I have such a strict timeline in my usual working week. I’m sure most people with kids have the same issue so I don’t know if I should just shut up and deal with it, but being a young mum I have a rather large group of friends that don’t have kids, so can I whinge a little, pleeeeease?
So this week I’m rather enjoying being able to head out for a glass of wine after work and going to visit my friends without having to pack books and toys and snacks to accompany me. Now that’s what I call freedom! Thank you for hanging out with the kid during the school hols Dad.
On the downside, I don’t get to see this cherubic little face staring at me in the morning:
Seriously. How frightening is that photo? I just found it on my phone and it scared the shit out of me. Devil Child in the extreme. Oh, how I miss her.