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The first day.

I survived!

My husband went back to work today and I managed to survive my first day alone with two under two. To be honest, it feels like quite an achievement. I didn’t even cry!


The day went surprisingly smoothly and it was actually quite nice to have a quiet day amongst everything else we’ve got going on at the moment. There was only one moment of true chaos, when both the toddler and the newborn cracked it at the same time, but we muddled through to the other side and lived to tell the tale.

These past few days have been hectic, even for us. Our house has become a revolving door of tradies, real estate agents, and very kind friends and family who are helping us to finish it off. Let’s just say that the sawdust to carpet ratio spread throughout the entire house isn’t pretty. But it’s getting done, somehow; it’s coming together. This afternoon I realised that we’re kind of doing exactly what I had hoped wouldn’t happen when we were planning everything; renovating hurriedly, buying, and selling, all with a one year old and a three week old. It’s A Time and we do not recommend it: I now understand why house renovations tend to happen over several years - you’ve got to have room to live sometimes too.

Alas, we’re surviving though and it’s really nice to see the house coming together and also to be shown that whether it’s enjoyable or not, I can cope with all of the things going on. It has all been a good confidence booster in a way, as well as a firm reminder that doing everything at once is silly. Future us - please listen to past us. Just because you can do all the things doesn’t mean you need to. Slowing down is our focus for this next season and I think it will take a bit of practice to learn to live without doing constantly.

So today was a very good day. I don’t want to get ahead of myself here because I’m sure that we’ll have plenty of days that swallow us whole and that we’re glad to see the back of, but today, the very first day, was good. Our toddler loved getting things for the baby, like a blanket and a nappy. She also liked to read books to the baby and pat her head. These moments make all the You’reBothCryingWhatDoIDo moments worth it. I’m feeling pretty lucky with these humans I get to love.

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