Well I don't exactly hate Timehop itself, just the realisations it brings. At the moment my '1 Year Ago' posts and photos are filled from a time when I got to spend all my time with Osian, the days when the thought of being away from him in the future brought me to tears. I really didn't know how I was going to leave him in nursery everyday and me go off to uni. Now dropping him off in nursery is just part of our routine for four days a week, I don't particularly like it, but I have got used to it and accepted it. I just can't help but miss the days when I spent so much time with him I couldn't bare the thought of him not being there.
Due to uni semester's timings, I was very lucky to not have to go back until Osian was 11 months old. Although he went to nursery for half a day from when he was 9 months old, so that he would be used going, before having to go nearly full time. I've heard of a few women having to go back after just a few months, or until recently Dads only get a few weeks of time at home with their new baby, so I am glad to have had so long.
I feel like the part of me wanting to be with Osian all the time was a very strong part of me, and that's fading away since accepting our current routine. I feel like I may have lost a little piece of myself. Maybe something else has filled that part? I would like to say the determination to do well has, but I don't feel like it's the case, I've been so demotivated recently.
I should probably delete Timehop, but I cant resist keeping it when I get to see photos of this cute little face.