I met a lady in the Dr's waiting room as you do. I looked knackered, baby is poorly, up all night changing nappies, settling him down etc.
She looked knackered too, her 93 year old mother in law had been telephoning them on the hour every hour throughout the night for a cup of tea, they live a few miles away. The one time she decided not to answer the phone at around 5am the old lady got up, tripped and banged her head hence the trip to the Dr's.
I felt so so sorry for this woman, well both of them but she was 65 herself and basically going back to the demands a newborn would place on you.
Has anyone given this any thought ?
How on earth do people cope ?
AIBU to think that I couldn't, I just couldn't.