MB, that sounds horrid. Is it likely to wear off, or will it persist as long as you are taking the drugs?
Suddenly it is apparent how Bloke sees our roles in the house. I resigned, so I could stay at home with Ff, BUT (and it is a big but, much like my own) have continued to edit and proofread on a freelance basis. Am bringing in almost as much as I was pre-Ff, and obviously don't have to pay travel/childcare, and also doing the lion's share of looking after Ff. (And by lion's share, I mean everything apart from teaching her to blow raspberries, and shouting back at her when she shouts to form some sort of demented baby choir.) None of which I mind. I have been bloodyminded about breastfeeding, when HV was telling me to use formula, so can't complain about doing all the feeding, and (touch wood) she doesn't wake up in the nights now, so it isn't like he's shirking there.
But, I'm going away for two nights this weekend, and it has been a massive operation to plan and brief him on her routine, feeding, etc. Last night, he casually says, 'We're on exercise tomorrow, and camping out, so I won't be back until Friday.' Again, I don't mind, but it justshowed up the massive gap between what I do for Ff, and what he does. He clearly sees her as my responsibility, and when he looks after her he is helping me. This isn't a rant, I'm more amused than anything. Can just imagine the look on his face if I'd waited until tomorrow to casually say, 'I'm off to London now, I'll see you on Sunday.'
Turtle, I love that video on FB. He's amazing. Ff tentatively cruising now, but nowhere near walking on her own.