Christmas can be one of the most joyous and happy times of the year, especially when you have children. The family traditions, the fun, colour, activities, delicious food and excitement of Santa coming and giving special gifts to those you love. But it can also be one of the hardest times of the year for those suffering from chronic health issue
Today was a bad day, one of those days that creeps up and hits you and everything sucks. Everything is harder than it should be and emotionally I was tapped out. I braved school pick up and tried to keep my composure until are friend asked if I was ok, I wasn’t. I burst into …
Once you become a parent you always put someone else’s needs above your own, it’s hardwired into us to become caregivers and put the needs and wellbeing of our children ahead of our own. It’s exactly how it should be.
I am sorry that my illness has impacted some of the most treasured things I have, my friendships.
As I sat perched on my bunk bed in our newly renovated caravan taking time to do the simplest of pleasures, reading, I felt a stirring I hadn’t not felt in some time. Contentment.
Why is it so hard for mums to give ourselves permission to take time off? We put everyone else ahead of ourselves and when we do stop and do something for ourselves we feel guilty for it.
I am the mum who rocks up to a kid’s party with damp hair. Yep that’s me, the mum who hates being late but somehow in getting everyone else sorted I never have enough time to make sure I am ready. Well that and the fact I barely have enough spoons to make it to a kid’s party let alone blow dry my hair and look like one of those television mums with perfect hair and makeup.