Philippa is going through some sort of existential, midlife, 'new mum' personality breakdown scenario experience.
(Not what I need to be dealing with, when I'm already feeling ill, but one tries to be supportive to one's spouse when one can...)
I don't think it's Post-Natal Depression, but she's questioning herself as a mum and finding lots of things about her physical appearance that she doesn't like. Personally, I think she looks amazing, but my opinion doesn't count, apparently. She says her boobs are different sizes, her hips are still full of pregnancy fat, her face is puffy, her hair is dry and her feet are not the colour they should be. She's never been anything close to being a hypochondriac so it's weird for her to suddenly be pointing all these things out to me. She's always been incredibly confident about her own appearance and has never done that pointless and painful exercise of comparing herself to other people, the way so many women do, so I'm not sure what's changed and what's started this up, but it's unsettling. I'm hoping it's just a little down phase she's having, and she'll perk up very soon and return to her lovely, bouncy, vibrant, positive persona, but we'll see.
RC 28-2-23
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