I'm having a crisis of capability. I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing and how to do it or why I am doing it. I'm having wine now.
The house is empty and quiet but its at that stage where I am waiting for the silence to be Shattered. Splintered. Broken. Ruined. You know. The initial high is over. AN EMPTY HOUSE. I can do anything. Woohoo. What shall I do? Save the world? Save my the house? Save myself?
I'm having wine now.
I can do this.
It's a phase.
I can do it.
I'm a mother. I'm a wife. I'm all grown up.
Wow it's fucking hard
Meltdowns - mini Maia ones and teeny weeny Millie ones
Losing the plot - too late. Save yourself
Breastfeeding - I used to be a Lactivist then I was too busy lactating.
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