Little did I realise what a bunch of wise and supportive sages I had amassed around me in the last three decades! Who'd have thought that years spent lollygagging around the more-or-less salubrious watering-holes of Watford, Cambridge, the Kings Road, Nairobi and finally Shrewsbury would afford me such a rich seam of experience to mine and draw on in times of need. (The astute among you will note that the above order that reflects the progression of my life by location, not some bizarre geographical puzzle). A genuine, heartfelt thank you to you all for your kind words of solidarity and guidance to help get me past my desperate day.
On the upside, my lifelong thirst for knowledge is more than sated as every day brings fresh new learning for the novice parent. Admittedly my knowledge acquisition is geared to the rather more myopic and mundane queries of 'how to cut the nails of a newborn' rather than the greater unfathomable challenges of 'alleviating world poverty' however my world view has temporarily shrunk and such domestic deliberations e.g. 'how to get vomit out of suede' (a schoolgirl error of a wardrobe choice), and 'how to open a yoghurt one-handed' necessarily dominate my new world and command my attention at this time.
Somehow the cogs in my brain are still whirring, so as of tomorrow I shall start sharing certain new theories and philosphies I have been cultivating over recent weeks. Something to look forward to perhaps should you choose to check-in on my progress?
(As a footnote, I wish to highlight that whilst I now know and understand that I am not alone in this, and that my experience is neither unusual nor isolated on the rollercoaster of parenthood... I am a stubborn and foolish creature and asking for help is not my forte. Please exert your right to remind me of this at frequent intervals.)
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