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Dreams aren't real
Nov. 20th, 2008 07:20 pmToday has been the kind of day where things I believe turn out to have been dreams.
Most of it is stuff I didn't believe yesterday, like that the cup Rob used to have with himself and Linnea on it is in the dresser. I have no idea where that cup actually is, mind you.
I also have reached a limit for the number of people I can help to wean their babies off the breast and onto bottles. I find it very emotionally draining to help women do this, and totally unrewarding. The only reason I ever do it is because it's not empowering to women to have me tell them what they ought to do. Helping sincerely and without letting my judgment interfere - working as though I feel in my gut that what a mother wants is best for her baby - is very hard work indeed.
Sigh.
Otherly, Linnea uses the word "goodly" which I adore.
Also, I have finally caved in and ordered a couple of wardrobes from Argos. If I don't get my bedroom sorted out before Christmas I will go spare, whatever spare means.
Most of it is stuff I didn't believe yesterday, like that the cup Rob used to have with himself and Linnea on it is in the dresser. I have no idea where that cup actually is, mind you.
I also have reached a limit for the number of people I can help to wean their babies off the breast and onto bottles. I find it very emotionally draining to help women do this, and totally unrewarding. The only reason I ever do it is because it's not empowering to women to have me tell them what they ought to do. Helping sincerely and without letting my judgment interfere - working as though I feel in my gut that what a mother wants is best for her baby - is very hard work indeed.
Sigh.
Otherly, Linnea uses the word "goodly" which I adore.
Also, I have finally caved in and ordered a couple of wardrobes from Argos. If I don't get my bedroom sorted out before Christmas I will go spare, whatever spare means.