Saturday morning run
It might be because the days are getting longer and it is getting lighter earlier, I woke up at 4 this morning raring to go out for a run. I have always liked running but have not had time to do much since Baby arrived- there was always something to do in the flat. However, I have recently taken to running in the morning at the weekends and have found that I am performing much better as a person, much more like I was before everything in life appeared to be thrown at me at high speed and I was just coping. I have no complaints about having a child- he has enriched our lives in ways I could never have imagined before him. We did give up some things because our time was at a premium and I gave up being me a little. I guess I worried that he needed me all the time when in actual fact that makes no sense at all. He is asleep at the moment and his dad is with him so there is no reason for me to sit in the living room in case he wakes up. I don't quite understand why I thought that was...