Being an October baby, autumn (or fall) has always been my favourite season. Just some of the things I love about the season; the snuggly jumpers, scarves and ankle boots come out, it’s dark enough in the evenings to put on the twinkly lights and candles, and it’s the weather for drinking loaded mugs of hot chocolate by the fire. Also, I probably shouldn’t mention this word yet, but… it’s the countdown to Christmas! Read more
Most parents I know seem to look forward to the summer holidays; weeks of fun, plans, and days out with their little ones. Spending quality time, making precious memories. But, I’m not most parents. I’m one of those that dreads the summer holidays.
After working hard on my mental health over the last few months and writing our summer bucket list, I have to admit that for the first time in as long as I can remember, I was actually looking forward to the holidays. Spending quality time with the boys, and making and documenting some new memories. Read more
You may have seen the cheesy meme going around recently; you know the one, where we only get 18 precious summers with our children so we must make the most of them. That’s all well and good, and to an extent I agree. But sometimes, just sometimes; we may have had enough, want a break, want to pull our hair out; just want them back at school! And that’s fine, too.
I’m not going to lie, I really struggled with them last summer. We were going through a really difficult time with Jacob and his behavioural issues, which made it hard for me mentally, wanting to take them both out on my own all of the time. Other than going away during the last week of summer, I’m going to admit that we probably had quite a boring six weeks. That’s why this year, we’ve made a bucket list! Read more
Dear “The Husband”,
That’s what I usually refer to you as on here, but today I’m going to use your actual name, Paul; the one I said during our vows 10 years ago.
Looking back to 13 and a half years ago when we met and began dating, we were both young; not sure if we were going to be long term. But then six weeks later, you asked me to marry you – and I obviously said yes! Marriage would have to wait though, as I was heading off to University in nine months time. For many, that could have been a make or break, but not for us. We still saw each other at weekends, which kept our love alive. I don’t believe I missed out, as I just partied through the week!
Fast forward a year or so and we set a date for our wedding; no more than a couple of months after I would be finishing Uni! Who thought it would be a good idea to plan a wedding and do a degree at the same time? Me! But
I we managed it – somehow! And it’s up there as one of the greatest days of my life.
Fast forward another 10 years and here we are today. We’ve had our amazing ups, and also we’ve battled some truly devastating downs. But that’s the thing, we battled through; we fought for each other, as husband & wife should do. We probably have more battles to fight further down the line – especially the one we’re having for our first born at the moment. We’ve loved each other, we’ve disliked each other at times; but that’s the stubbornness and fight in us both!
I love you; happy anniversary. And here’s to the next ten years.
If you’ve been reading the blog recently you may have seen me talking about how anxiety has been kicking my arse a lot. I’ve been managing my mental health with fluoxetine for quite a few years now and I’ve always managed to get back into the swing of things quite quickly; not so much with this latest flare up though. It’s not the worst I’ve ever had, but it certainly does feel like the longest.
Just when I feel like I’m crawling up that hill to get back to the top again, I come tumbling back down. A bit like The Grand Old Duke of York I suppose. I’m told it will pass, and the thing is, I know it will. But right at that moment in time, it certainly doesn’t feel like it. It just feels like the tiny black hole that once was – as let’s face it, if you’re a sufferer like me it’s always there, even if in its smallest form – is getting bigger and bigger. Read more