I have worked since I left school. That’s 17 years. I only stopped working outside the home when I was on maternity leave, 3 times. When my first was born, I put him in a crèche, at 5 months old when I went back to work. I had to earn money to contribute to the mortgage, simple as that. I longed to be at home with him but if I wanted to be able to keep a roof over his head, I had to work. Continue reading
I have a high needs baby. She’s not a baby any more but I will still call her that. Last count I did, she was 16 months. On my first I knew his age down to weeks and days but I really don’t have time for that crap anymore now that I have 3 children.
What is a high needs baby?
If you don’t know what a “high needs” baby is, then you obviously have never had one. This means that you have a very demanding little baby who is very difficult to entertain, feed, keep happy etc. They are constantly asking for attention and possibly do not sleep very well either. There are many different “symptoms” to a high needs baby. Some of the people in the high needs groups call them “dragons”. They call babies that are not high needs “unicorns”. I have had 2 unicorn babies. Then I had a third child and she is my dragon. Continue reading
I am not a psychologist nor a doctor. I do not have any experience with diagnosing or dealing with mental illness with anyone. However, my expertise comes from a different source, being a mother. I have had 3 children. My children are amazing and they inspire me every day. I love them to bits and I would do anything to protect them and keep them safe. Sometimes, I feel like a failure in more ways than one. Some days are dark, very dark. And I’ve come to realise that I am coming out of the dark days and into a new chapter.
Having my last baby, my beautiful baby girl has been the most testing time of my life. Ever. I love love love her and I can’t get that across enough but I have had a hard time in the last year and it’s now that I’ve decided to put “pen to paper” or “words to blog”. I want to share and hopefully help others to realise that they are not alone in the way that they are feeling. There’s always help out there and it’s OK not to feel OK all of the time.
The Labour Didn’t Go to Plan
I was well aware after having 2 children previously that labour doesn’t go to plan sometimes. Continue reading
Dawn of the Dead (aka Sleep walking Mama)
Sometime around 6:30am, my 13 month old princess was crying from her cot. I swayed downstairs rather clumsily while I tried to adjust my eyes to the morning light. I poured milk into a bottle and threw it into the microwave. I looked out the back window at the blinding sunshine and realised that it was going to be a gorgeous today. However, today is the first day of my period so, scratch that. Continue reading
Here’s the situation. You meet up with some girlfriends over a coffee for like 20 minutes out of your hectic schedule. Some of them have kids and some of them don’t. It’s great to have a bit of chat and a coffee in peace without someone shouting “Mammy, Mammy” or a husband asking where some random item of clothing is that he had 3 months ago. It’s pure bliss getting out to a cafe with the girls.
You know the drill, you’re laughing, you’re reminiscing, you’re trying not to talk about the kids but somehow they get in there. And then someone mentions (probably the childless person), “Hey, we should all go for a night away sometime”. The comment is met with enthusiasm. Continue reading
It was a weekend of arguments with my husband over household duties not being done. It was a weekend of me being a walking grumpy cow to everyone as well. It was a weekend of the house looking like a tornado hit it, a mountain of clothes and toys and dirt on the floor.
I think that my husband suspected that I was about to blow up. I was snapping at the children as well, probably to make him realise even more that I needed a break. I wasn’t dressed at 11am on a Sunday. I was sweating it out in my dressing gown. My husband mentioned that he wanted to go to see his grandparents and I jumped at the chance. Continue reading
Ok, it’s not just baby bulge. But I like that when I say that I need to seriously lose weight, others say “You just had a baby, don’t be worrying about it”. I had my daughter over a year ago now but when people say that my brain thinks that they are right and then I go and buy another of chocolate because I deserve it. Go me, having a baby. I don’t need to lose weight yet!! Wait until she moves out.
I have been overweight for a long time. I used to be thin and superfit when I was 18/19 but then it all started piling on because I stopped exercising, and starting drinking, and eating… a lot. I am not huge, but I need to lose 2.5 stone at least. So as per my previous post I have been training for a 5K. My God it’s so hard but I am going out every second or third night and doing the program. Previously I didn’t stick to it for this long and right now I am half way into the program. So at least that’s something. My food hasn’t changed, until yesterday.
I’ve done the Slimming World thing and lost 2 stone with it before I had my daughter and my God, yes it works. However, I don’t have the cash to pay every week right now, or the time to be honest. I know that there are meetings every day but right now my life is so hectic with work, 3 kids and their activities that fitting it in right now doesn’t work for me. I was hoping the exercise alone would help. But here’s a fun fact Continue reading