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Ten minutes
By ella | June 14, 2006
So I’ve decided to stop wallowing in self-pity and to get on with Life. I chose this path, right? So I should just suck it up and get on with it. And the baby? Oh, well I’m going to pop him in the cot in the corner and leave him to work out how to entertain himself and get himself to sleep, because clearly he has too much attention. Too much, you hear? While he’s there he’ll probably learn to scrabble around for a few crumbs that fell in there when the children climbed all over it, because he’ll be wondering if he’ll even get fed, right? What was I thinking, spoiling him like that? Okay so now that’s clear, I can spend all my time with you, blogging. Or reading tat celebrity magazines. And there’ll be no stopping me because the baby will be crying but I’ll be doing what makes me happy and that’s much more important.
And I must learn to see the humour in things. CareerGirl has two children close together and gets depressed staying at home so has another, stays at home some more and gets depressed again! You couldn’t make this stuff up!
Boy, I’ve got this chippy thing down to a fine art!
I’ve had some sleep. And until yesterday, the weather has been fantastic, almost too good. Wish-I’d-had-a-pedicure-and-lost- all-that-pregnancy-fat weather. So my sense of humour and ability to keep things in proportion has been somewhat restored. I’m not at a stage where I need antidepressants. What I need is a better balance in life. Meds would just make me happier about the fact that I don’t have a good balance in life. I need someone to provide support, an extra pair of hands round the house, someone adult to alleviate the constant background noise of whining, crying and shouting that is life with three small children. I need ten minutes to myself each day.
After all, I can’t be expected to read about Brad Pitt’s baby in anything except concentrated solitude.
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Categories: Too Many Children, Post-Partum Depression
I totally agree. Brad Pitt is definitely too good to share!
Hello!
Hello from me too.
I’m here too! Why the change?
Also, sounding good and chippy today!
Hiya, found you
Don’t forget the chloroform for when the babys’ screaming starts to distract you from Hello magazine
Hello.
Hello! I’ve found you, and I’ll update my blogroll sometime soon.
Another new site. I can’t keep up!
I found you! I’m sorry I don’t comment more often. I’ve been reading faithfully for about a year and a half now. I like the look of the new site!
Hola! A new space to breathe in! Congrats on the move.
Hi! I’m here too!
Halloooo! from Scotland.
Well hello lovely people!
Rachel - I’m not, not you hear, sharing Brad Pitt with you.
Olivia and Harriet - thanks for joining me.
Janie - yes, very chippy.
Kitty - hi. On my shopping list: chloroform.
Will - hello yourself
Teri - hi, I’ll be doing my blogroll too when I can stop mucking about here in the comments.
Heather - try harder! You know you can!
Sally - lovely to hear from you again.
Sara - new space, now just need some new thoughts to fill it with (or any thoughts really)
Cesca - lovely to have you here
Heather - hello from England. Have you a blog?
Hi, another Sally here. I don’t comment very often either and will endeavor to more.
Another one saying hello and I like the new look.
Sally - hello. Great, I love comments. A lot. Almost as much as my evening gin and tonic (which borders on the inappropriate).
Ellie - Thank you! I am mucking about with the template, lack of html and CSS knowledge not withstanding. The baby helps as he likes to bash the keyboard while he burps. Ah, so young and so talented.