The Marie that the children and I know and love came back to visit today. It seemed the appropriate time to chat about her current state of mind.
It seems that Marie, having achieved so much during her London trip, realised how much she had yet to achieve to have a "normal" life. She looked at the big picture, and its vastness daunted her. It seemed to her that there was no point in getting up and fighting agoraphobia each day. Her virtual world, in which she is as able as anyone else, held more appeal than her physical world.
In other words, depression had set in.
She feels stronger now. Things will, she assured me, improve.
Just to prove the point, she took the children out for a short trip in her car. It was the first time she has got into her car since her return from London.
I should have recognised Marie's depression, but sometimes I'm so busy in the day-to-day business of running the family that I can't see beyond it. Marie's depressions rarely last long, and there is no reason to suppose that this one will be any different.
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Youngest grandson Lucas, about 10 weeks old now, spent Saturday evening, night and all of this morning with us while his parents had some well-deserved time to themselves. Marie insisted on doing the overnight feeds, and I didn't to argue with her too much about this!!
Lucas is a happy, content little lad who is spending more and more time looking around him, observing his environment. He has started to smile, laugh and gurgle now. He brought a happy aura with him. Orla couldn't get enough of this real live doll and, truthfully, she was gentle and careful with him.
Lucas doesn't realise it, but his presence made Marie happier and I am sure that he contributed significantly to her depression easing.