Since I last posted. Actually I never seem to post anywhere except at work. I lost half my lunch hour mid april to the needs of the child. I really miss my lunch hour. Oh the naps I had, the powerful errands I've run . I barely have time to go out and get a lunch come back and eat it. I won't have a lunch hour again for oh say like 10 years. I'll be in my 40's then and maybe, hopefully, still working in the same place. I'd really like a lunch hour and a half. Enough time to get home eat and return to work. The dogs would love it, but it would be a 30 minute lunchbreak at home with 30 minutes travel each way (about). I can dream these simple dreams but I can't work 8 - 5:30. My child, my unborn child, my dogs need- no they must be tended to. I look at all these younger people with no responsibilities beyond coming to work and paying their personal bills and I'm not jealous, I think knowing what they will in some way go though and the path to acceptance...