Still not well

I really need to work the concept of "sick leave" into my contract. Like, maybe at night. I'msure if I got more than 5 hours sleep in a row (or even as many as 5 hours sleep in a row) I'd have recovered from this lurgy already; Rob and Linnea both have.

A few things happened over the weekend: I observed my friends N and L buying a carseat for their daughter, and the saleswoman remarked to him "Spending your money, eh?"

L responded "Our money," and N reiterated that, and I seethed because, apart from anything else, N is what we call a "working mother" and does actually earn money as well as all the less obvious contributions she makes. I did manage to remark "It's always nice to feel that your financial contribution to the household is irrelevant," but I fear I sounded more petty than aloof, because I felt petty. Very petty. (1) Even if the assumption that they were a one-at-home-one-at-work was correct, and that the home one was female, there's a further assumption that L is the kind of man who would allow his partner - wife - to do a job as demanding as "housewife and mother" full-time without respite and force her to ask for every penny and that N is dimwitted enough to marry someone like that. And they're not. He's a nice, civilised man, and N is one of the brighter people of my acquaintance. (2) The assumption was wrong anyway. Duh.

Seethe.

Sunshine and roses: Linnea can stack her stacking cups! This is quite a tricky manouvre (which I can't spell). She has been able to slot them into each other for ages, and dismantle a tower of them one cup at a time, but while I was out buying a swing yesterday, she stacked five cups on top of each other. Then she knocked them down, hurrah!

There is a swing in our garden which doesn't really fit, truth be told. But it's a great success with Linnea, and Rob managed to defuse a tantrum with it today. We will still be going ot the playgrounds though. The swing in our garden is only good up to 35 kg, and I weigh about 55kg, I think. At least, I did when I was 8 weeks pregnant, and I have a lot more muscle on now.

Rob and I bought a tent, sleeping bags and sleeping mats for CCDE. Lightweight is the main consideration. We're beginning to wonder how we're going to get Linnea there. We'll manage somehow. There's probably a taxi firm that has carseats, or something. Or one of us could maybe walk with her in a carrier of some kind.