scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*
18.4.07
whiny
this was not a choice i wanted taken away. the feminist in me is really fucking pissed. i'm wondering if i need a career change or if i'd even be able to go back at all. they laughed at me. i am very smart. highly trained. more than highly capable. and while i may be too zen to have the ambition to go along with it, thinking of sitting at home for months and months and months, let alone years, suggests that i am at sky-high risk for PPD.even though the, well, burgeoning mama is doing a happy dance.
it's all making me a little dizzy.
Labels: baby, family, health, reflection, work



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