I have become sort of a homebody lately. While pregnant with Monkey Luke and I decided to sell one of our cars and go down to one car to save money. We knew that we wanted me to stay home with her but we also knew that in order to do that we would need to cut costs in every possible way.
We cut out TV, we put ourselves on a tight grocery budget, we sold what we could on Craigslist and we sold a car saving us money on maintenance, gas and insurance. The car we sold was paid off but it was a 2 door and not a practical family car so we still had a car, but even with a car payment we still saved a lot of money.
When Monkey was first born we lived in a part of town where really the only thing within walking distance was a park that was really more suited for older children. Luke and I decided that in order to keep my sanity I would pack Monkey up and we would drive Luke to work one day a week. We choose Wednesdays so that we could also go to a playgroup that was meeting up on Wednesdays. Even after moving to a home where we can walk to the library Monkey and I still got the car on Wednesdays.
Wednesdays quickly became my favorite day of the week. I loved getting out of the house and socializing with the great moms in our playgroup, running errands, and seeing the outside world. I loved packing up my little baby and spending time out and about with her.
Lately though I have been craving long days at home with Monkey. I keep having these strong homebody urges. Despite enjoying seeing our friends and playgroup and more than our tiny neighborhood I find myself just wanting to stay home. The idea of having Monkey all to myself with endless craft, play dough, and painting possibilities is all so tempting. Quite days to shower attention on my daughter without any distractions are what I crave, well that and I like the idea of not rushing around in the morning to get everything ready for the day so that we can get Luke to work early in the morning. She is growing up so fast and there just aren’t enough minutes in the day.
I am not sure this is normal. I just know that as much as I like getting out of the house I have really been enjoying laid back days at home with my daughter. It seems like every week lately I actively debate even having and using the car on “our day.” Does this make me sound anti-social?