I am a 34 year old, married, mother of one, who writes openly, and honestly, about life, parenting, mental health (diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder in 2014) and now, endometriosis too (diagnosed January 2019). From the small to the big things, the good times and the bad.
I’ve been with my husband since October 2003, having met that summer through mutual friends. In the 15 years that we’ve been together, we’ve had some crazy ups and downs, some amazing times, and some totally horrendous times too. But everything, we’ve tackled together, as a team, a partnership, and always come out the other side, stronger than before. No matter what life has thrown at us, we’ve dealt with it, together. I genuinely couldn’t wish for a better man to be by my side. He’s seen me at my very lowest points, in the worst states, and when I’ve been at my most vulnerable. But he’s never once let me go through those times alone. He’s been my rock, my best friend, and my total saviour, 100%. He’s picked me up more times than I can count, and not once has he given up on me. I’m so grateful and feel truly blessed that he’s mine!
We married in March 2010, and shortly after we begun to try for our first child. Naively, we figured it wasn’t going to take long, blissfully unaware of any underlying issues that were going to make it an incredibly emotional, difficult, and heartbreaking journey, of 5 and a half years, before I fell pregnant with our daughter, in October 2015. The whole way through that pregnancy, was a total mix of nerves, anxiety, excitement, and so many other emotions. It wasn’t an easy or problem free pregnancy, with the last few months being especially difficult, having regular episodes of reduced fetal movements. I went into labour, at 39+4, but it was slow progress. My waters never broke on their own, and I wasn’t getting any rest or sleep, due to contractions and feeling so uncomfortable. I managed to get to 4cm on my own, but in the end, after being admitted to hospital, they broke my waters for me, to see if things naturally progressed better. Sadly, it didn’t. So I was hooked up to the hormone drip, to basically induce full labour and get baby out. From the moment the drip went on, within minutes the contractions increased in intensity and frequency. To the point they were back to back, with little to no gap in between. Apparently I was super sensitive to the hormone! Which they kept increasing at regular intervals, and most of the end of my labour is a bit of a blur really. I refused pain relief, mostly through fear of side effects for baby or me, but also because I wanted to be fully aware of what was going on and feel what my body needed to do. I had to have an episiotomy, because little miss was stuck, and a venteuse assisted delivery. Her entrance into the world was quite fast and traumatic, but I was relieved she was out and safe! Born at 39+6, on the 7th July 2016, weighing a lush 7lb 7oz. All the 7s! It wasn’t the birth I’d planned by any means, but it’ll always be the proudest moment of my entire life. After delivering the placenta, I then haemorrhaged quite severely, and the amount of blood I lost, was apparently only 1 ml below the max amount, before needing a transfusion. So that was frightening, more so for my husband than me at the time, as I was utterly exhausted, unwell and a little bit in shock I think. But, after a couple of nights stay in hospital, both baby and I were discharged and thus began our new chapter in life as a family of 3.
Becoming parents, totally changed our life. It’s been a crazy, chaotic, stressful, emotional, and overwhelming journey so far, but I love being a mum. Even on the tough days, one kiss or cuddle, or a cheeky little smile, or an “I love you mummy” from my sweet girl, I know everything is going to be alright. I live and breathe for her; everything I do, I do it for her. When I feel like giving up, I just have to look at her and know I must keep fighting. I am so proud of my daughter, and always will be.
And that’s me, Mumma:7716!
Welcome to my crazy little world, I hope you enjoy my blog. I hope it makes you laugh, inspires you, and maybe even teaches you things you never knew or understood before.
The aim of my blog, is to be open, honest and real, about life, parenting, mental health, physical health, and everything in between. Since starting out as a blogger, I have always promised honesty, and that will never change. It’s important to me to be real, relevant and hopefully, in the future, a successful full time blogger! 🙂