Need some perspective on this and not sure I'll get it in real life.
DS is 8 months. I love him to bits and everything else has paled into insignificance. He's breastfed except for one meal a day of solids and I am in no rush to add more (DH thinks we should). DS sleeps in a cot in our room. DH would like him to move to his own room across the landing; I still get up to check DS is fine and love listening to his breathing while we're all in bed at night.
Before DS, I was a quite successful, driven, ambitious professional and even worried I might miss the excitement of work while on mat leave. Now I work 8 hrs a week and feel v sad at the idea of increasing them to 24.
If DS is not welcome somewhere (eg a wedding we've been invited to), I'd rather not go...
Is this normal?