Usually when I have a day off work it is for a reason - vacation, appointments, etc., but this weekend I have two days off with my only intent being taking care of Nathan.
My maternity leave lasted until he was nearly four months old; so I used to be a "stay-at-home" mom, but it was winter and we hardly left the house. Also Nathan was so small that we were limited in the kinds of activities that we could do anyway - other than pooping and sleeping Nathan had very little other skills.
And then the big question...what do I do with an 8 month old? I don't know anyone who has children Nathan's age - so play groups were out. There are very few if any activities such as gymboree here in France, and so I thought we were doomed from the very beginning.
After breakfast, I got Nathan and the diaper bag ready. We were going to the park! We would have a good time! And then Nathan got cranky, it was time for his nap. No park.
Shortly after 1:30, I decided that since Nathan was awake, well fed and happy that now was the perfect moment to get outside.
We had a great time. At this very moment my life was complete. I LOVED spending this time with Nathan just the two of us.
And I think my son has a love for photography. Possibly a future career? Who knows...but the following pictures are courtesy of Nathan....
The walk back was miserable. Up-hill - in the heat = exhausted mommy. I thought I was going to die. Luckily Nathan was in his shaded stroller sipping on some water = heaven.
I got him out of the stroller, folded it and proceeded to carry him up four flights of stairs! WHY on earth do we live in France a fourth floor walk-up? By the time I made it to our front door I was about to die. Nathan thought this was hysterical because he was kicking his legs, smiling and squealing. Apparently 8 months is not too young to taunt your mother.
If we lived in a house with a pool we would have gone swimming, but we don't. And so I provided the next best thing - the poor baby's swimming pool. I filled his tub with cool water, dropped in his pool toys and let him go to town.
He splashed and kicked until he nearly fell over of exhaustion. I took him out and he nearly passed out before I put him into bed. This is the aftermath of a mommy and son afternoon!
All in all - I think my first day as a "stay-at-home" mom was a success. I hate that we are alone and don't know very many people to get out and do things with. Monday will be Day 2 of my experiment and hopefully it goes as well as today.