At 6 weeks, I attempted to go sailing again. I had a blast, but it was clear that it was too soon for me to be off having that much fun and leaving Betsey at home. It's not so much that Betsey begrudges me going out and having a good time, but sailing truly requires a lot of time. With a soccer game, I'm out of the house for maybe two and a half hours tops, if we have drinks. With sailing, I'm gone for about 4 hours of the day, and I'm nowhere near the house in case of emergency. It just doesn't feel right.
The skipper has been really understanding about this. He's lost a lot of crew to babies, and he fully expects that I'll just stop showing up. He has even found a replacement for me and has started training her. It's almost like a self-fulfilling prophecy though. He's made it too easy for me to not sail. I feel no guilt now that I know I'm not letting the crew down. The only thing I feel is longing. I miss the crew, the boat, the water, and the competition.
I came home before going sailing to find some snoozing girls looking adorable.
We had a good day on the water.
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You'll get back to it. I missed riding so much while I was pregnant with El, and for her first few months of life. But now I'm back, and it rocks. :) You'll be back on the water once things settle a bit and Grace gets a little older.
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