I left the house today without my baby. It may not sound like a big thing,but to me it was the most amazing feeling. After 10 weeks by her side I was definately in need.I was only gone for an hour and a half but it felt so liberating to have that bit of space for myself. I bumped into a few old faces,who flattered me with the 'you don't look like you've just had a baby'chestnut. Enjoyed a bit of shopping and,well by that point I noticed I'd had 3 missed calls from my boyfriend and knew I was probably needed back home.
I arrived home to the front door open and P standing on the step. Apparently she hadn't stopped crying from the moment I'd left. It was great to see her again,and also nice to have P realise what it's like to look after her at times.
I feel completely re-energized for my little excursion whereas I have to say the same cannot be said for P.