Our visitors from London (via NZ) have departed and I feel tired. Though now that Astrid and I have the house to ourselves and she is asleep I feel a little lonely and uneasy. There is a precariousbalancing act in parenting a young baby and maintaining active relationships and a social life. I crave space for myself and need time to rest and be quiet, but I also desperately need adult company. I rarely seem to get the balance quite right.
Yesterday afternoon S. and I took Astrid (with Ciaron and Rachel in tow) to the pub to see the Melbourne Ukulele Orchestra play. A riotous ridiculous band to suit our riotous table of six under three year olds and parents. Life for a moment looked as chaotic as it feels, and I felt deeply happy.
But the tiredness at the end of a weekend of socialising is a high price to pay.
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