Happy Weekend to you all.
It's Saturday 7.30am this World.
James has been so funny this morning. He was up early screaming for Mummy, he is a little attached to me this morning. Cuddling lots and talking lots.
He has been around the house counting the pictures on the walls, telling us what each picture is too. Super cute.
He also told me the analogue clock said 7 o'clock! Yep.... he is pretty amazing if I do say so myself.
Before he woke Mummy this morning he was up with Daddy (best Daddy ever) reading. He said to Theo this morning, 'H.U.L.k Hulk (he spelt out the letters and then said the word).... that's a pretty big deal!
So lovely people this will be my last post for a week or so....
I am taking a much needed break with my family.
I feel the need to let you all know because I have so many people that follow my diary daily. Thank you so much for following our journey and supporting my platforms, particularly my writing.
In the last week I have had a number of much bigger platforms contact me for collaboration, other bloggers, magazines and more. I started this blog for my own sanity really. I am a communicator and I need to get things off my chest in order for my soul to feel at ease, I help my children best when my soul is at ease. It truly blows my mind who reads my words, I am truly blessed! Thank you!
I look forward to coming back refreshed, energized, boosted, tanned (this will be fake I wasn't blessed with Mediterranean skin like my tribe) , really just come back ready to take on ( or over) the world, my world.
As mothers it's so important to take time for yourself, even if its a ten minute dash to the supermarket. After James I had PND (post natal depression), I was exhausted from never sleeping, he constantly screamed and never seemed comfortable in his skin. He didn't like going to other people, other than his Dad, who was often at work. He was with me 24/7 and it wore down my soul.
For a long time I didn't say anything about how I was feeling. I didn't want people to judge me, I felt like I was failing as a Mum. I also didn't have my families support as they live in a different state.
One day I woke up and released that no one is going to help me, I have to help myself.
Took my sad Mummy butt off to the GP and she sorted me out.
I started Yoga, Taking baths and talking about my feelings with my spouse and all the pain and sadness went away.
James wasn't the average baby, his Sensory Processing Disorder really affected our lives from his birth (we didn't know this till later). What I can tell you is that it got easier, I grew a new skin, thicker skin. They say that special needs parents have the equivalent stress levels as a combat solider .... I AGREE!
So what I am saying, TODAY out of my shadows is it gets easier, except change within yourselves and take time. Walk barefoot outside, take a hot shower, sip some tea. Take time for you and take time for your family. After all that's what life is all about. Family.
Love to you all.... stay tuned,