Doodle I was like you when my boys were little - alone for most of the time. DH worked 12 hours a day then, as well as Saturday mornings. It meant that I didn't need to, but I had the children on my own, and then he was too tired to help in the evenings. I used to go to Mum & Toddler groups, then when they went to school, I helped there most afternoons. No mobile 'phones, Facebook or lunch in the pub in those days
. Hope you're both enjoying your holiday.
nadateturbe I'm not "cured", I still have days when I wish I wasn't here, or I have that horrible sinking feeling in my stomach - but I remind myself that I'm luck you have a loving family, and am lucky to be here anyway, after Covid, pneumonia, an induced coma, and a stroke.
I went to see SIL today, at the care home. Sat in the garden with her (she was wheeled out) for 2 hours. She's relaxed but very confused. Visited brother for an hour and a half - he's still feeling sorry for himself, but is depressed and lonely -
and is impossible to help, as he doesn't accept advice.
The hottest day of the year, I think - my husband made a curry
. I still ate it. Hope ALL BDers have managed to see a bit of sunshine today x