Doodles
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ok so feeling utterly useless & rubbish, to start, since having Doodles I have turned into a proper miserable *****, I often wonder why the hell hubby sticks with me, as I've already driven away all my friends and most of my family, I don't even know why I'm miserable half the time & genuinly try not to be but I just can't seem to help it. I used to have fun & although I could be a bitch, I could also have fun & be happy.
Had to take Doodles somewhere last night and he ended up going to the flat upstairs to play with another little boy, I've spoken to the woman a few times though don't know her name, I was having a full blown panic attack & all sorts of thoughts were racing through my head but I didn't dare go up (they were in the flat on the floor above, so I could here them up there) because I was scared I'd offend them, in the end I couldn't take it anymore & whent up to check on him, he was fine, if a little bewildered as to why he was in a strangers house (he hadn't met them before but he was getting on fine with the little boy)
today, I was putting the shopping away in our fridge in the porch & Doodles locked me out (we have a bar with a loop that goes across & you cannot open it from the outside), he was brilliant and didn't touch anything just sat on the kitchen floor and played with his trains (asked him to pass me the mobile or phone 999 and tell them mammy help but to no avail he just repeated what I said toddled off and came back with another toy), thankfully a plained clothes police officer was driving by and stopped to ask for directions (I was outside at that point trying to find a neighbour who was in so I could use their phone) and he managed to bust the lock
I can't even get Connor to eat his veg, sorry for the long post guys, I just seriously wonder what the hell I'm thinking by having any kids never mind deliberatley trying for another one, oh and I've fallen off the wagon and started smoking again (occassionally) after having quit for over 2yrs
Had to take Doodles somewhere last night and he ended up going to the flat upstairs to play with another little boy, I've spoken to the woman a few times though don't know her name, I was having a full blown panic attack & all sorts of thoughts were racing through my head but I didn't dare go up (they were in the flat on the floor above, so I could here them up there) because I was scared I'd offend them, in the end I couldn't take it anymore & whent up to check on him, he was fine, if a little bewildered as to why he was in a strangers house (he hadn't met them before but he was getting on fine with the little boy)
today, I was putting the shopping away in our fridge in the porch & Doodles locked me out (we have a bar with a loop that goes across & you cannot open it from the outside), he was brilliant and didn't touch anything just sat on the kitchen floor and played with his trains (asked him to pass me the mobile or phone 999 and tell them mammy help but to no avail he just repeated what I said toddled off and came back with another toy), thankfully a plained clothes police officer was driving by and stopped to ask for directions (I was outside at that point trying to find a neighbour who was in so I could use their phone) and he managed to bust the lock
I can't even get Connor to eat his veg, sorry for the long post guys, I just seriously wonder what the hell I'm thinking by having any kids never mind deliberatley trying for another one, oh and I've fallen off the wagon and started smoking again (occassionally) after having quit for over 2yrs