People often ask me how I remain so positive and don’t let my illnesses and pain get to me, the answer is of course some days it does get to me, some days I do feel like my issues have bested me, but those days are in the minority, the most part I am strong, I fiercely fight against the pain and try to live a happy and full life.
What happens when that stoic suit of armour starts to get dented, kinked and doubt and fear begin to creep in?
The roadmap to parenthood is different for everyone but I am pretty sure most women would assume things happen in the natural way for them regardless of relationship status. But for many women the natural way is no longer an option when you have a disease that affects fertility. For me that disease was twofold, one was Endometriosis and the other Adenomyosis.
Video diary of major surgery for Endometriosis and Adenomyosis
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.