Just wanted to pop on and update everyone on my recovery journey.
Today 2 years ago I was admitted to hospital thinking I was dying just after having the most beautiful baby girl. I was devastated, I was terrified but I was also hyper, over the moon and talking non stop. Sound familiar with anyone?
Anyway, a few weeks in a psych ward without my babies, a lorry load of anti psychotics and a lot of TLC and I got to a point where I was stable, not loving life - terrified of everything actually but stable…
Since then I’ve worked on my thoughts and feelings and traumatic memories through CBT therapy and pushed myself to do all the things I was scared of - with the help of my amazing family, my home start volunteer and my friends!
I thought this week would be hard, memories flooding back and I’d be unable to process it all but actually we’ve had an amazing birthday for my little girl. This year it’s actually about her whereas last year it was about me and my ability to get through the day…
I make these wee things every year for my babies paste.pics/LWEFT and last year my CPN practically forced me to make one for my wee girl. I remember her saying “you’ll regret not doing it” so I did.
This year, I was excited to make it, to remember all the wonderful memories that make my daughter special and funny!
TLDR; PP is only a blip in our lifetime and one day it will become a memory in a wee box that you carry about. It won’t weigh the same as it once did, it won’t be as black as it once was, maybe even the box will contain some nuggets of wisdom you can pass on? At least that’s how I feel…
happy birthday my beautiful little girl 🥰
hello! What a gorgeous uplifting post. You are so right! This was my experience too, time passes, recovery is possible and you can enjoy life with your little one(s). Happy 2nd Birthday to your lovely girl. Having experienced the worst of times I think there can be new and more appreciation of the best of times. Enjoys these very special celebrations and well done with everything mumma. Xxx