Ezra and I have spent the last few months in a state of constant socializing. Almost every day there has been coffee with another new mom or a mommy matinee. Most of the women from our childbirth class, plus a few more, have been meeting regularly for a homegrown mommy support group. We’ve tried La Leche League. We’ve taken yoga. We’ve gone to childbirth class reunions, complete with novelty baby photos.
But, like all things, this too must change. As September starts, there’s a back-to-school feeling in the air, and it’s suddenly back-to-work for my new mom friends, coming to the end of their 12-week maternity leaves begun in June. Of course, many of my friends are working part-time, and there are always weekends, but it will be different, will require more planning to fit into increasingly complicated schedules.
Like all changes, this one comes with some anxiety. I wonder at my choice to stay at home full-time, worrying I’ll get lonely or bored without all these daily diversions to occupy my time. On the other hand, there are things I love to do — knitting, sewing, baking — that I haven’t had much time for these last few months, and I’m starting to figure out how to work them back into my routine. I finally started a sweater for Ezra last weekend on our camping trip, and today, in a burst of creative energy, I sewed myself a skirt and made some granola while Ezra napped. Perhaps next week I’ll start on French cooking.