“One more email”
My daughter is two.
I work part-time as a children’s occupational therapist in and SEN school. I’m shielding because I have autoimmune disease and am immunocompromised.
There is no balance. Everything happens around my dining table.
There is nothing left to give, to my family, my child and too the families and children I work for. On my days with my daughter I wrangle a two year old, with no where to go, noone to see no connection, no buffer no headspace.
I am living and breathing caring responsibilities and I am suffocating.
I took these pictures today, on a non work day, while I tried to reply to overdue and late work emails, while I tried to juggle yet another thing.