Today has been really weird. I drove over to Ross and took Bobby and Sandy to bounce and rhyme on my own. Sharon didn’t feel up to it and Grammy stayed at home too. It was a bit scary juggling all the equipment, buggy, baby bjorn and kids, but at the same time I felt really proud of myself getting out and about with them.
It was really good seeing my friends too. We went to Costa for lunch afterwards. Everyone was so lovely with Bobby and helped out lots with Sandy. It made me feel very lucky. On the way back for some reason when I turned around and saw my two kids asleep in the back of the car I felt like crying.
I can’t really explain it. Mostly it was happiness and a feeling of overwhelming luckiness to have such beautiful children. They’re amazing and mean everything to me. There was something else that is harder to explain too. It was loneliness. I can’t explain it any other way. I think it’s partly because me and Sharon are like ships that pass in the night. Now I’m at work and Sharon is being amazing at being on Bobby night duty, whenever I’m at home Sharon is either catching up with things or sleeping and I’m working or being with Sandy. I guess because poor Sharon is still recovering and because of the rush of visitors we’ve not really had time to be a family. I expect everyone goes through something like this, but it’s hit me hard.
I just feel lonely.
I think it’s also compounded by the fact that everything has changed and I don’t get the time with Sandy I used to have. I can feel the anxiousness in myself and Sandy too as a result. Thankfully the moments we do get together are really precious and I’ve been enjoying spending time cuddling up with a book in the morning and at bedtime. It feels precious.
This is no poor reflection on anyone, especially not my beautiful wife who has been beyond incredible. I’m so proud of her and all she’s been through. She’s amazing. It’s just stupid old me, stupid old tiredness delerium and my stupid emotions. I feel like I need to be the strong one at all times and I worry that anytime I share feeling like I’m under pressure Sharon feels like I’m criticising her for putting me in this situation. I’m
not. Not at all. She’s been at work whilst I’m at home for a year. Now it’s my turn. And it’s my decision to try and start my own incredibly time consuming business. It’s just sometimes I need to share how hard it is. It’s not a criticism of anyone.
I just feel sad.
See you soon,
Matt.x
Things I learned today: I still don’t understand myself after 35 years.
Daddy skills: 6/10.