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May 9, 2010

I'd rather lick a garbage truck

It was a year ago that we discovered just how immovable our child was, though I wouldn’t comprehend just how much until she was born. And now she’s eleven and a half months old, we’re planning her first birthday party. She sleeps all night almost every night, which makes me feel that wonder and amazement you’re supposed to feel when someone hands you your newborn for the first time. That this enormous blessing could be mine. (Other mothers say, “We’ll see how long it lasts” and then I want to hit them.)

I had a splendid Mother’s Day today, beginning with six and a half hours sleep (and it’s only that because I stay up far too late), then a lie-in, breakfast in bed (croissants! yoghurt! fresh fruit! tea!). Harriet was thoughtful enough to buy me Darwin’s Bastards (which I didn’t think I’d want to read when I first heard about it, but the more I read about it, the more I longed to). This afternoon, my own wonderful mom came into the city and accompanied us to afternoon tea at The Four Seasons. Scones were so fresh. Harriet was an angel, and the staff were so nice to us even though they had to vaccuum grapes and cheddar cheese off the floor after we had gone. (Interestingly, they remembered Harriet from our last tea in February. I am not sure whether that’s a good thing or not.)

Also, asparagus is in season, so all is well.

In really stange news, my maternity leave ended on Friday. In an alternate universe, I’d be going back to work on Monday, but as working full time and being a mother would cut into my tea breaks, we decided it would be best if I stayed home for a while. Also, my husband begins a new day job in two weeks, leaving his Bay Street office behind for work at a non-profit. I’m very proud of him, excited for him, and relieved that if I get to be home all day, at least he’ll be working somewhere that makes him happy.

And I do mean that, “get to be home all day”. Can I just say that staying home with a small baby sucks like nothing else in the world? I’d rather work in a glass chewing factory or lick a garbage truck. Staying home with a one-year-old, however, is pretty brilliant and gets better all the time. It’s also a great excuse to spend sunny afternoons outside in the park. Even though her naps are often fleeting, I get to curl up on the couch with a book and a cup of tea. When Harriet is awake, we hang out together. She is beginning to show her understanding of language in ways that fascinate me, we can share jokes, she is a pretty happy kid and very affectionate, and I really do like her company. So I feel lucky that we get to continue our days together, that spring is here and summer is coming, and I look forward to exercising feats of financial acrobatics so that our little family can get away with having our income cut in half. (There may have to be less afternoon tea. This is sad).

Anyway, all of this is to say that I am grateful for my good fortune (especially the asparagus) and that I’m very happy that I’m a mother today.

6 thoughts on “I'd rather lick a garbage truck”

  1. Sandra says:

    Isn’t it a wonderful luxury to be able to stay at home? I never thought I’d do it and now four years later, here I am.

  2. Kristin says:

    So jealous!

    Emma started her new three day a week schedule in day care this morning. She had been home with either me or my husband for the past 9 months. I’ve already called twice and she is apparently doing fine. I am a basket case however!

    I am home two days a week with my kids, which I think is a huge luxury (and makes us very, very poor), but I would love to be home every day. I’m glad that you get to have this experience.

    And you are right…small babies are not that much fun.

  3. Lindsay says:

    So true Kerry. Staying home is a luxury, for both Mama and baby. I’m lucky enough to be able to do the same with Alasdair, now 20 months, and am looking forward to (in a twisted sort of way) welcoming our second child into our home in just a few short months. It will be chaos, and there are days that I wish for adult chat and regularity, but then I’d be missing all the amazing things that he does EVERY DAY and I put such silly thoughts out of my mind. Hooray for stay at home Moms (& Dads) and their partners who sacrifice such luxuries by going to ‘work’ every day.

  4. melanie says:

    Somedays I think “if I weren’t pregnant you would SO be going into daycare so I could get a job.” But when I am honest with myself I couldn’t imagine giving up this time I have with Moira right now – besides, who would put up with these crazy tantrums? (And who would ever pay me enough to be able to afford day care?) : )

    1. Kerry says:

      Re. everything. It IS worth noting that in staying home with my daughter, I am able to continue my bookish/writing pursuits that would get lost if I worked outside the home at my boring job that I was pretty miserable at anyway. That I am sacrificing nothing (except money. piffle) to be home with Harriet, but if staying home would require me to let my passion go, I would have to think twice about it. I am lucky that staying at home with H. fits very well into the things I love best in addition to H.

  5. Liz says:

    What a beautiful post! It’s nice to read someone being positive about their kid.

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