She has such a movie star name doesn’t she? She’s worthy of that and SO much more. It’s been such a long time since I blogged about this princess. Truth is; I just haven’t had the strength to blog about her because to be honest, it’s mentally draining. She has, and is going through so… Continue reading Ava Appleby
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.
Recently I’ve noticed a few things that are really grinding my gears… Now, don’t get me wrong, everyone is entitled to choose how to market their campaign or their business BUT that said I can’t help but notice a few things that upset me. For example, I’m not saying that I want my daughter to… Continue reading Different, But Loved No Less #breakingthestigma
When we welcomed our second child into this world I thought my problems would go away , I thought that the darkened moods that hovered around me would go – I’d hoped I’d got the child I had been mourning when Ava was born. And I didn’t. I was desperate to fill a void, that… Continue reading New life
This morning; I woke up as usual, the same way I always am with my one year old son screaming for his milk and my 2 year old coughing away choking on her salvia. I dragged myself out of bed with my heavy ever growing baby bump, gave Steven his milk to buy me some… Continue reading Sleep Deprived Parents
I shared a beautifully written poem today on social media. It is so simple but so poignant, it was short, but so eloquently written. It summed up in a few verses life with Ava and how people portray her. I’ve learnt a lot about myself and people since I have had my daughter. I’ve learnt… Continue reading Different
When I gave birth to Ava I never saw her, all I remember is seeing her feet as she was placed on top of me for two seconds before she was taken to be resuscitated. It was the single most scariest thing I’ve ever been through in my life. I felt so detached from Ava,… Continue reading A Thank You To My Midwife