This morning, while taking some time out for myself to relax, I had the following thought: I feel like a tree in winter, I’ve lost my leaves. I know they’ll come back, It’ll just take time. I know I have the strength inside to survive this. Like a tree that survives the winter, to again… Continue reading Monday Morning Musings
The last few months have been incredibly intense for me as I go through my healing journey. I’ve been dealing with Postnatal Depression and Anxiety, along with PTSD symptoms from past trauma. I’ve found these symptoms are worst in the evening. As you might imagine, sleep has been quite evasive. In order to combat this… Continue reading Mindful Mandalas
When you are suffering from Postnatal Depression, unfortunately life can become about you getting better and that can create guilt about not being the best mum for your baby. Please don’t let this guilt fool you. You are doing the best possible job you can and if you are on your journey to recovering, you’re… Continue reading Your mum had PND: An open letter to my son
…someone that is always with you, someone you can rely on at your darkest times. Someone that knows you more than anyone else. Have you guess who could be that friend? It’s you! Self-compassion. When I first read about self-compassion it came as quite a shock. I could be nice to myself? I could give… Continue reading What do you want in a friend…
Warning: uncensored thoughts being unleashed below. I’d like to show other mums that it’s not strange to feel threatened or angered by ‘well meaning’ advice givers. Here are some examples of advice I’ve been given or heard others given and what I was thinking in my mind. (I was polite at the time & nodded… Continue reading A few words back to that advice you’d rather not have got
I think back to when I was first discussing my depression with the Early Childhood Nurse and she asked if I had anxiety – I said ‘no, I didn’t think so’. If she had replaced the word ‘anxiety’ with ‘worry” – I would have said ‘yes, ALOT!’. Anxious and Anxiety just wasn’t in my vocabulary.… Continue reading Anxiety: Being on guard for your baby
I know you don’t want to read this, but you have to. You have to know you will get through this moment. I know it feels like the end of the world and that nothing’s worth fighting this hard for but it’s not going to feel this way forever. Try and take a moment to… Continue reading An open letter to myself for my dark days
I was recently asked by TwoHandsStrong to create an artwork for a blog post she had written. The post is called I am a good mother and it’s about her experience of a psychotic episode after the birth of her son. It was a huge honor to be asked to create an artwork for someone’s… Continue reading My first ‘commission’
When times are tough, we sometimes forget what good we have around us. In the blackness of depression it’s easy to be blind to how much there is for us to be grateful for. I’ve started a nightime ritual with my son to remind us each day that we have so much to be thankful… Continue reading A grateful end to the day
Wow, I’ve been really blown away by the support I have found on Twitter. I’ve only been on there for a couple of days and already I’ve met many others going through the same thing, from all around the world. I’ve been welcomed into the #PNDfamily with open arms. I’m very excited about the opportunity… Continue reading A Twitter Family
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