Since my admission to a psychiatric unit I’ve been on a mission to remove negativity from my life. Things that I believe to be toxic to my happiness and well being, have gone. This has included social media, I’ve been away from social media for around a month now. Do I miss it? Not really.… Continue reading Life Cleansing
Do you know what. Fuck it. If I can get this out there to save someone, to break the stigma then I’m willing to bare my soul. I will sacrifice my privacy, my deepest most personal thoughts to try and save myself. Two months ago I reached a crisis point, I sat in my lounge… Continue reading Suicide.
So many people time and time again question how I do it? Do what? Be a parent, a mum? I just do, just like every other mum I know. The days you don’t hear from me, the days I lay low are the days I admit to myself that it’s overwhelming, that I need time… Continue reading Carer vs Mother
Easter! 🐰🐣 Well, Easter is another time of year we can’t just celebrate and give milky bar eggs to all the children. It may seem stupid, but it hurts. It is heartbreaking to watch Ralph and Steven get excited about the Easter bunny, chocolate and all the little things children enjoy. Of course we don’t… Continue reading Easter
I’m not ashamed or afraid to hide behind mental health. If you have read my blog I’ve shared some dark times. When I was pregnant with Jasper, the decision was made to keep me on the highest dose of mood stabiliser. The pros outweighed the cons, with little risk to a baby in utero, a… Continue reading Dejavu part 2.
A week ago we welcomed our fourth child in to the world, it’s hard to imagine that when I started this blog it was initially only about my family with two children but now year after year we welcome new additions, this however, will be the last! So we welcome baby Jasper; a very healthy… Continue reading Dejavu Part 1.
I was so looking forward to Christmas in the Appleby household this year. Ava being three and so much more advanced than she was last year I was hoping she would enjoy and grasp the concept… Oh how wrong I was. She knew things were going on, but nothing could prepare me for the morning… Continue reading That Time Of Year Again