Wow. Finally. This is my last day of full-time, in-an-office work. Well, for a (good, long) while at least.
And Jules is going back to work.
Look at us living the traditional family working/caring arrangements dream. I really thought we'd be able to turn it upside-down and for it to work well, but no, it's not for us.
And I couldn't be happier. I can't wait to be at home again with my darling little boy. I can't wait to run around the garden being chased by an 18 month old manic weilding a hose; to snuggle on the sofa watching In the Night Garden; to dance like a lunatic to Remy's very favourite music (that currently includes the Black seeds, the White Stripes, and any band that does a decent cover of The Wheels on the Bus).
I know it's not always going to be easy, but man, I can't wait.