Sundays, delicious Sundays. We got out today in the sunshine, and when the wind got to be too much for our little one we headed indoors. Since my maternity leave began I have been getting steadily better at being at home. Rarely have I been one to stay in my pajamas all day, and I never spent entire days indoors, ever. Now, as the end of my leave approaches, I relish these slow days and don’t want them to end: the rhythm of taking care of a tiny person, eating, napping, listening, dancing, staring at each other. We stare at one another a lot. Surrendering to a different pace, someone else’s pace.
I have been so happy to have this time at home with my little one; it just feels right. The USA has an abysmal policy on maternity leave, and paternity leave is worse. Some day we will get it right and give parents the time and support needed to get a good start.