So the real world has come back to us again.
Terry went back to uni today - he's there now actually. And I'm at home looking after Daniel and feeling (apart from tired) kinda shell shocked. When Daniel was born it was like a bubble was around us, protecting us from the outside world. The only thing that mattered was us looking after him and trying to get enough sleep. Now, suddenly, Terry has to worry about doing his year 3 project on top of doing the coursework and being a new dad. Watching him last night, getting depressed because after 2 years - passing both of them I might add - he still feels like he has no clue about what his course is actially about and what he has to do. It was terrible. There's nothing I can do to help. I know nothing about psychology, I didn't take it at A Level, so it's all up to him. And it's not like I can suddenly take over childcare full time either, I do actually need his help if I'm going to get some sleep any time soon. So I think life's going to get a little bit tougher now.
Watching Terry go about his uni business reminds me that I'm not off forever either. If I want to feed my child, I have to go back to work. Now admitedly this isn't until February but still.. it's October now. Time is going to just fly. And as tired as I am, I don't want to leave my gorgeous baby son in case I miss anything. I can't stand the idea that he'll do something while I'm at work. What if I miss his first words? I'm trying to think of a way to not go back to work while they still pay me. I don't think it's possible unfortunately.
Then there's the issue of whether we'll actually be able to work it out when Terry gets a full time job as well. We may have to invest in childcare. Or I may have to quit my job and get a 9 to 5. Hopefully Terry will earn a lot and I'll be able to work part time. Then eventually Daniel can have a brother or sister and me and Terry can get married...
I'm very very tired right now. I know I didn't make any sense just now. =p