Well ok it was all a bit dramatic yesterday I just got off the phone with the estate agent and they were giving me the run around even more. Stuff just seemed awful. Living in a hovel takes its toll.
Well I got a childminder sorted out in the afternoon and suddenly having someone else to give Bubba to made stuff seem that much better Even if the college won't take me I'll have a childminder take him so I can have time to myself. It was just that without college I just had this fear of never getting a moment to myself because I don't have family who I can trust to baby sit and if I get into asking people from my antenatal group to sit him I'll have to do the same in return. Not that I wouldn't help someone out in a crisis but when you realise you are going to be parenting alone the though of looking after someone elses baby too isn't very appealing even if it is only for an evening. Oh the antenatal group want to sort out a babysitting circle that just fills me with dread.
You can't give them up for 6 weeks anyway with adoption. Its just strange I dunno, I just I've never been the clucking broody type to lay my feathers over anything. I just felt really bleak yesterday because I had this image of being here stuck and never getting a moment to myself. I am going to meet the childminder and work stuff out. I also found out there is a nursery on my road with pretty good fees and they'll take them from birth I went to a different place for information as the stuff I had before was pretty limited places and the cost. But I rang a different service and this one is much more geared to helping people personally so I am going to a chilminding gig on Wednesday morning to learn all about it.
Thanks for all the stuff people said I feel like a bit of an idiot really. I hope your baby is well Lippy gosh it did sound a bit frightening. Incidentally what the Bloody hell are you doing riding a bike??? Even I haven't tried that in my pregnancy denail!!
Yeah I've been going to councelling its been useful. Doesn't help any with the fact that sporadically Bubba has been sticking his bum so far out into my tummy I can feel his butt cheeks - cheeky bastard no respect honestly. Mooning me already, I thought that was supposed to come with teenage drinking, joy riding and antisocial behavior.
I hope everyone is ok. I'm sorry to be such a pain I don't really think I'll give him up to be honest - I'd rather chop off my own legs but I just get these moments where I am enraged.I won't rule out giving him up but I know getting over that would probably mess me up so much I'm not sure I could recover from that. I have never been able to handle guilt very well. I just wanted to know I can give him to someone else really. it feels so powerless this motherhood lark. I know its supposed to be a woman power face this and you can face anything rubbish but it really is as though you are invisable half the time. People think you are a hormone fuelled idiot and you are a target for bad treatment. Also the assumption that its what has always happened; shut up and stop making a fuss mentality. Like popping out babies is all in a days work. I wonder at the Catholics honestly, this is enough to make me get my tubes tied.
I have talked with alot of people and I know it is very unlikely I'll bond with him for a while. I just feel so ambivalent. I know I am in some ways attached to him but I think that is partly hormone induced. I just want to feel like I actively want him not just that it is a hormone reaction to being knocked up. I feel this huge embarressment to be honest. I hope this clears up when he isn't stuck inside my tummy anymore. I also think its the most ridiculous thing I have ever done in my life. You should have a licence for kids and I am not even sure I could get my hands on a provisional.