At the end of this month there is a exiciting farewell party of work.
They asked me there. SoI really wanted to go there and I was planning to do it.
I didn’t mean to but my baby boy doesn’t like bottlefeeding. So I can’t get someone to look after him.
If I took him there and made an appearance not to drink, I’d go to Nihonbashi of Tokyo at 6:30 at night and how I’d get home to get on the packed train with a babybuggy or holding my babyson.
Oh, it would be dangerous.
In addition the flu is going around. So it’s bad my baby son goes to the center of Tokyo because of being crowded.
I talked to my sister about it. She was finding the way I can go and said “ Why don’t you go to the station near your husband’s work and avoid the rush and go home around at 8? “
But my baby son must be tired because he usually goes to bed early.
So I didn’t have a choice.
“ I’m jealous of dad. He can get such a cute baby also go drinking with friends.”
I thought of it for a moment.
But I thought I was lucky to be mom right away.
Feeling the fetus moving, the pain during a delivery and breastfeeding is really happy things. I feel it more than others probably.
So mom is the best for me.
Sometimes it’s busy to take care of him because he starts to cry when he doesn’t find me.
But I could say “ My prince loves me very much. That’s why he starts to cry. “
Am I happy, or what ?***
