Hanging In May 1, 2007
I was just talking to Mark who was a bit concerned that I’m spending the day with a writhing, crying infant strapped to my chest. He was so concerned that he even suggested I go and spend the day with The Mavis. I declined. My sanity hasn’t degraded that far.
In fact, my sanity is surprisingly intact. Apart from a moment when I couldn’t get one of the press studs done up on the Baby Bjorn (it’s always the littlest things …), I haven’t felt at all like I was losing my grip.
Yes, it wears on my nerves to have Leila so unhappy. Yes, I’m frustrated by my inability to get things done around the house. And yes, I am tired from carrying her around and not getting my nanna naps. But I’m OK.
Having decided that Leila has reflux and having found tips to help deal with it, I feel much more calm and in control than I did when she was vomiting everywhere half a dozen times a day. Even if I’m wrong about the reflux, having a ‘thing’ to work on gives me peace of mind and enables me to stay focussed and (relatively) relaxed.
Of course, there will come a point where I well may start to falter. That’s when I will go and spend time with The Mavis to be smothered in advice, concern and love. But for now I’m hanging in there and traveling fairly well.
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