A Day at a Time

Just one more day to go...

For the first time after li'l D's arrival, DH has gone away on an official trip. Earlier, I marked his time away with humongous quantities of junk food, endless couch-potato hours in front of the idiot box, and restless nights alone.

This time, we both were slightly nervous at the prospect of me having to manage everything alone, including li'l D. The cook and nanny posts have long fallen vacant, not likely to be filled in the near future. The housemaid too had some health problems and had opted for long leave. So that left the entire running the household engine to me, in addition to my office work.

Surprisingly, the going has been quite smooth. The daily schedule runs like clockwork, and I've had my nose to the grindstone, with nary a moment to pause and take breath. The long hours and extra work seem to have had no adverse impact - only a strong longing for a good, long nap!

I'd also love to take off on a holiday. Put my feet up and rest a bit. But I know it will be a long time before I can do that.

Right now, I'm waiting for DH to return. So is li'l D. We both miss having him around.