The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-02-14
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{ 20 down to an agency and get a maid, I'm strong enough to bath baby myself now. We'll let her go in the morning"
 But she looked about her in despair tho morning of Mrs Burby's departure.
 "I don't know where to begin. :" she said wearily. The living room was dusty. the chairs were all in the wrong places. pictures were awry. There were half dead How CTS in the blue vase. The kitchen was piled high with soiIed clothes, wcck-Old newspapers. There were crumbs on stove and sink. The coffee pot, with q scrun Of grounds on spout and lid, stood on the window sill.
 It was the first morning Gypsy had got out of bed before break fast, under doctors orders. Now she donned one of her old sum mer prints and, having assured heryclf that the baby was warm and wasn't in draft, she at tackled the kitchen.
 Wasn't Tom coming [ back ? Would she have to battle with this disorder all day? She began to regret having let Mrs Burby go. as wave after wave of weak ness swept over her. But her spirit was valiant. She filled the dishpan with warm sOapy water and StubbornIy attacked the dis- couraging task. She had stacked the cups and saucers in the drainer and was beginning to ex- perience the fine flavor of cn- couragemcnt when she heard a thin recdy wall.
 She hurried to the baby. What is 1t? What does he want the darling?"
 Oh, what an idiot she was! Ho was used to his bath at precisely this hour. Mrs Burby had im- pressed on her the importance Of doing the same thing at the same time for David. And she had been forgetting.
 She was not, really. strong enough, but 1t seemed worth both labor and exhaustion to be rid of the da%ling, ncvcr-siient, complaining Mrs Burby. The first day Gypsy was carried through by sheer force of will and nerv- ouA energy. Tom tried agency after agency. but there seemed no one anxious to do cooking and general houscwork in q family with brand new baby. At the end of 24 hours young Mrs Weaver found herself almost regrctting the departure of her erstwhllc assistant. Her back nched and her feet were on fire. There was everything still to do. Beds were only half made, dinner half pre- pared. How did young mothers manage without assistance. Gypsy wondered. Was 1t possible that only month and a half ago she had been strong, rested, that she had thought homework and cooking amusing?
 She was too tired to eat Tom watched her anxiously aB she lay, quite exhausted, on the day bad "This cant go on," he said. "PIl bring someone in. first thing | in the morning, if I have to sand bag her" And now the baby was crying. He had to be changed fed; his bed had to be made fresh There were piles of small gar. ments waiting to be washed.
 "Its endless" Gypsy walled on a long sigh, coliapsing into bed. Tom patted her shoulder his young face creased by frowr of worry and bewilderment Later, as she dozed off, she coult hear him clattering inexpertly ii the kitchen, disposing of tn dishes.
 Next morning she dragged her self out. only half rested. Youni David had awakened tn tho night Of course, for his feeding. baby's demands were inexorablc Tom scrambled together his owr nasty breakfast and Gypsy dranI a cup of coffee lifelcssly, stand. ing at the kitchen table. She must let everything go now, attend tc | the baby's bath first. What lux ury, she thought longingly, il would be to sink down to s1ecI this moment; to sleep the clock around and waken refreshed | made new!
 She went to gather him up. 2 rosy bundle of babyhood, n few moments later and even her tlrct eyes brightened at the sight oi him. | IT,, Un f.u,.ttu..ohs