chip thanks for thinking of me xx
I seem to be going down now, probably due to the different meds.
DH accused me of deliberately trying to get attention by going into Boots and crying. He thinks I went looking for Tamsin's outfit, when the absolute truth is I did, straight after the funeral, and they'd stopped stocking it - it was there the other day, at the end of the clothing aisle, so that even though I wasn't looking in the clothing section, it was unavoidable - and very spooky.
I went upstairs in Boots, to get some cotton wool pads, and some Oilatum, and they are in the children's section.
I feel awful now, as if I am 'getting upset' on purpose; I feel bad that maybe I'm subconciously attention seeking - even though I was fine until I saw the outfit (which I didn't expect). I feel pissed off that DH thinks that me getting upset over such things is 'attention seeking'!
DH got angry with me on Wednesday. I told him I was at my parents, and he was fine with that, then I went to sainsbury's with mum. He phoned me to ask where I was, as he was "alone with DD1). How the heck does he think I manage. He moans that I've not tidied in the bedroom, but DD1 screams in her playpen, and can't be left alone, it's OK for him, but I would love him to watch her whilst I go upstairs and have some 'me' time.
I dyed my hair (crappily & needs to be redone, Clairol perfect 10 is rubbish imo), and then had a nice bath last night when DD1 was in bed. I put on some nice body lotion (to try to make me feel better, and DH commented on my smell. Then said that I didn't need to bother with body lotion, that I didn't need to do my hair, that I don't need make-up, because he wasn't interested in me because I was "hot".
I feel so rubbish now.
I want to go uptown alone tomorrow. I used to do it, every Xmas eve, before I met DH, and just feel the need to do it again (and taking DD1 is not appropriate as it will be too crowded for a pushchair). Now DH wants to come, he seems to think I'm meeting someone, and is demanding to come if I've nothing to hide - he bloody hates the town when it's quiet, and hates going to where I want to go, and makes it a stressful experience, so I definitely don't want him moaning.
And I'm still so sad, just more upset now, I was supposed to be happy this Christmas