After Archie’s fullmoon party, Al was quite wasted and he said to me, “Darling, can I watch British open (Golf) please! Actually, I am putting my foot down, I’m going to watch it…I just want to have some fun…”. Strange enough, I wasn’t upset when I heard it, in fact, I know where he was coming from – he said what I desired, I wanna have some fun too!
Since the day I got pregnant, I can’t remember the last time we could let our hair down and have some good fun (sorry, let me rephrase that, Al still manages to play golf at least once a week! Lucky bastard!). Sometimes I do think about the things that I enjoy, drink, dance, travel. I lost/let go my freedom and in control. Things didn’t get any ‘better’ after Archie was born; still can’t drink (otherwise Archie will get high by drinking my milk), it’s no long time but his time. Last Friday, it was baby Steph’s b’day party, I was really eager to go and catch up with my gang and, if lucky, have a lil’ boogie on the dance floor. Plan had to be abandoned because Archie had an incident of nipple confusion and didn’t wanna be fed and refused to go to bed. I even left Archie’s Fullmoon party half way through because he refused to go to sleep, again. Here you go, this is my life now.
The simple things like watch a bit of TV, having a quick nap, a half an hour work out, having a good poo without worry Archie is going to cry any time soon, a small sip of wine… all of these become a real treat, become my current term of ‘fun’. Another thing annoys me is that Al and I do things less together, we both focus more on the baby rather than us, we hardly communicate and spend quality time together these days which I am sure is not a good thing.
The good news is we are good parents and we have a great child and we are a family. Then things have a different perspective. We just hope all of these will be temporary, or this is just the starting of having a different kind of ‘fun’…
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