I would have support, honestly, from family, but they think I'm fine because that is what I am telling them. I think I am quite good at looking like I'm coping. If I don't cope they will all think I am useless, plus I have a great life (good job, gorgeous and healthy DC, nearly a new house) and anyway, they have their own lives. I don't want them to pity me or to think I'm crap.
My mum however is round every week to have DS for a day, which is great, but she is quite intense (in a well-meaning way) and I am always a bit knackered when she has gone! The 1-1 time is great for DS, and she brings dinner etc, which is a great help, but she somehow manages to create more washing up than I would have thought possible and she never stops talking (doesn't know the meaning of down time herself and always has to be busy: probably makes jam in her sleep). I am an ungrateful cow and it's probably good to be made to talk to other people but she is the only person I see apart from DH and therefore they are driving me nuts and I never get an adult conversation with either of them, anyway. When I do get to talk to another adult I talk rubbish because I'm so tired and after 7 weeks I feel a bit institutionalised and probably tell them about poo or sick or something. I probably talk to them about dinosaurs or bloody Thomas the Tank Engine, mayherotinhell.
DH asked why I don't meet up with friends but how can I tell him that I've lost contact with my child free friends (who have jobs anyway) and that meeting up with friends with DC is basically like being at playgroup with my own DC plus a few more, because I don't get to see my friends but their dc, iyswim? When we meet with another mum what we do is look after children and exchange half sentences with each other, punctuated with "put it down!", "give it back!", "ooh, that's a nice dinosaur", "rub it better" and "Right! I'm going to count to three!". DH's social circle is other men, all of whom are child free and half of whom are single, so when he meets up with them he gets a break from family life and therfore he doesn't understand that if I want to see my friends, I either see them with all our DC in tow or we fail to schedule child-free time because no one has any time in common when they can get a baby sitter (DH will have my kids but some of my friends are single mums so need official baby sitters).
Okay, DD is waking up. I have had lunch, she has had a feed and slept. I have taken a letter to the solicitors like I needed to, for the move. I am going to change and cuddle DD and then take her upstairs with me and try and do some book sorting or something.
We are going to see the new house again in a few hours, hooray!