It has been ten months since I have had some time alone. I mean completely alone, just me. No baby gurgling away and no bloke pottering around making a mess. No-one that I have to keep the noise down for as they are busy sleeping. Just me.
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Since Dylan has been born we have been inseparable as most mother and babies are. Breastfeeding him until 8 months made it only the more difficult to be apart from him. When I went back to work, I suddenly had a few hours in the week where I wasn't with him, where I was just an ordinary adult, one able to hold down a normal conversation, and do what she wanted without worrying about anyone else. But I still wasn't alone, I was on a bus full of people, or busy working.
The bloke has gone away for a week, and so I have Dylan all to myself. For 24 hours a day, for a 7 day week. With not even work as a break, as much as I love him to bits, this is a long time, and I salute the single parents out there. I rely on