Today is Alex’s first day back at work after Hugo’s birth. Translation: A Very Sad Day. I’ve been dreading this day – it means our lovely, slow family time has screeched to a halt and reality begins again. I’ve been wondering how I’ll hold everything together. Commence my first ‘Operation Leave the House’.
We live in a little apartment up four flights of stairs. Getting a newborn and a not-yet-walking toddler down to the car is a real juggle, so this morning we left the apartment as Alex left for work.
It has been raining pretty steadily for a few days now, so the park was out of the running today. We headed to the shopping centre. We were very early. I’ve never scored the car space closest the door before!
We managed some grocery shopping. Check out our new wheels!
Stopped for a Hugo-milk-break.
Well, we stopped twice for milk. The second time Elena got a soy baby cino and half a banana. Score! I didn’t manage a photo of that one.
We got some bread for Dad.
It was all too much for one.
Home, up all the stairs and two babies down for naps. Success!
Well, Hugo was awake again about 15 minutes after I took this photo. I won’t lie. I think we’ve hit a growth spurt.
I’m so glad we managed! Maybe I will survive this stay-at-home-Mum to two under two gig after all.