The other week (now several weeks ago...) I attended a sleep talk put on by the maternal child health nurses, it coincided with the wee man's nap time, so I organized a babysitter as I really thought the afternoon would be messy and difficult if I tried to take him along. Leaving the grouchy baby I felt awful, but I knew it was the best thing. Turning up at the community centre the nurse remarked, 'oh you're childless'. Much sleep deprived and full of adrenaline from trying to get there on time, I defensively blurted ' yes, somehow I seem to exist without him and him without me'. Her comment hit a nerve. New mums, maybe all mums are overflowing with guilt. Guilt for anything and everything. But there is something else as I have mentioned before; going out without Bub is weird, sometimes unnerving. I got some great advice when Bub was days old, that it is important to go for a walk, go to the shops etc bub-less so your identity doesn't get too tied up, yo...
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