Today is definitely A Better Day, in official, portentous capital letters.
Lie-in, tea and toast in bed, sunshine, feeling a bit more on top of things:
- have written the letter in support of our sealed bid - it's ready to go, but we are going to phone up this afternoon and ask how many other they have received so far.
- dentist VERY nice man. I only need a small filling, time tba.
- in the process of paying some bills and chasing some cheques - quite satisfying, actually.
- broody hens all in the right place and happy with their eggs.
In other news: I have had a chat with my GP this morning regarding escitalopram - it seems like one is advised against breast-feeding whilst taking it. This was kind of expected and not an enormous deal - of course breast feeding has advantages; but there are also significant advantages to me staying sane whilst producing and tending to the baby.
Swapping to Seroxat, which is pretty much the only similar medication that has had enough research done on it for breastfeeding to be deemed 'safe', seems like it might be a really bad plan. Partly because of all the Bad Things that have been said recently about it; partly because I think I've been on it before and it made me like a zombie; but also, because if one comes off one kind of anti-depressant medication and goes on another, whatever they are, there can be a two or three month period where you are, basically, up the creek (a professional term I made up myself) as the different levels of chemicals in the brain balance themselves out.
And on the positive side, we like the idea of B being able to participate in feeding from Day 1, too.
Now I am going to partake of a little lunch, pay some more cheques and sort out the Cupboard Of Doom in the spare room - in to piles for eBay, Freecycle, Charity Shop and Tip.
See my pre-emptive de-cluttering halo.