More about today

[ailbhe]

Today went well; the counsellor is mainly going to bridge the gap between now and seeing the psychologist at the hospital. She's given me some practical stuff; instead of missing bedtime at 10 pm because Rob's not ready to go up, stop what I'm doing online and take a bath until he is ready. That way I'll be relaxed by the time I get to bed, not extra wound up. And start again with the five good things, but make them about me; I've compromised on that, because good things are about Linnea as well.

Tomorrow I hope to be in town by 10:30 am, which will be a challenge, but there are some people I want to meet for coffee (only one of us actually drinks coffee, but who cares? No-one meets for tea or diet Coke).

Linnea is seven months old today. I haven't yet come up with a pome to mark the occasion. Today I turned into a Bad Mother again (one does this several times an hour, I find) because to keep her quiet in the pushchair while I went to the counsellor, I fed her a rice cake. Pacifying her with food! Still, at least it wasn't chocolate buttons.

Does the name Chris Brice mean anything to anyone?

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[ailbhe]

The most insidious Bad Mother moments are the ones that make the baby happy, I find. At least, those ones make me most guilty - I think I might be damaging her character. At 7 months! O, the humanity!