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I have nothing to blog about. My mind is empty. I've been trying to find something interesting to say but I feel the only things Im qualified to talk about are how much milk I should mix, when a dirty diaper needs changing and how difficult it can be to go around this big city with a stroller. Also how the anti-family sentiment can be felt (saw this bus driver drive away while a woman was trying to get her and her child into the bus) and how everything seems so complicated - especially when you want to get a baby passport. How can such a tiny little creature change everything so much?
Perhaps Im so empty due to the lack of sleep? Or is it a biological change of some kind you can't fight against?
What ever it is, Im way too exhausted when I lie down in bed at night to read "Karítas", an exciting icelandic novel or "Memoirs" by Catherine Clement. However I seem to be able to find the time to read "The no-cry sleep solution" quite easily.
Oh, how wonderfully the motherbrain works.
Publié par Kolka à 18:55:04 dans Miss Kolka | Commentaires (2) | Permaliens
05-03-2009 16:36
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