Life with two children, a husband and a part-time job is, by necessity, not always all that full of interesting things, at least not things that will be interesting to other people anyway. Instead it's full of minor achievements, small battles fought and won, tears, laughter, kisses and cuddles.
About this time last year life was pretty hard. Penelope was about 3 and a half months old and I had just been diagnosed with post-natal depression. To be honest I am pretty sure I had it after Max but as he was such a horrible sleeper it was hard to tell where sleep deprivation ended and PND maybe began. With Penelope it was much easier to identify that something was wrong as she was (and still is) a brilliant sleeper so I couldn't hide behind the lack of sleep excuse. With the help of two lovely health visitors, a brilliant doctor, fabulous friends and my wonderful family I made it through. Mostly I think just admitting that everything wasn't a bed of roses was the biggest help. I did end up on anti-depressants and these definitely helped too. Paul called them my "cleaning tablets" as I ended up doing a shedload of housework! I remarked to my mum that if they were making me clean then I had clearly been depressed for a very long time :)
I've been off the cleaning tablets for about four months now and, fingers crossed, there hasn't been a recurrence. If I get snippy at the moment I can definitely put it down to lack of sleep as Paul and I seem incapable of going to bed early. I think some early nights are needed!
So no, nothing much interesting to say but life isn't too bad at present, and how can it be when we've had such nice weather and I get to spend time with the children in the park eating ice-cream?
As for minor achievements, Penelope finally worked out how to pull herself up using the sofa yesterday - yay! Next stop walking....
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