The doctor came with his bag and his hat
Jan. 15th, 2007 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ailbheAnd he knocked on the door with a rat-a-tat-tat.
I'm not ill. I have Post-Viral Mumble, which I think might have been syndrome. I am to rest and recover, and it could take a few weeks. (The cleaner says "Is that like post-natal depression?")
That's a few weeks of the children being secondary to the housework, of Linnea being shipped off to other people for chunks of every day and ignored while she's here... I think I might get better as fast as I can. I can't live up to my mother's standard of child-centred childcare, but my own standard is high enough.
I'm not ill. I have Post-Viral Mumble, which I think might have been syndrome. I am to rest and recover, and it could take a few weeks. (The cleaner says "Is that like post-natal depression?")
That's a few weeks of the children being secondary to the housework, of Linnea being shipped off to other people for chunks of every day and ignored while she's here... I think I might get better as fast as I can. I can't live up to my mother's standard of child-centred childcare, but my own standard is high enough.