So… being a mum.
It has its ups and downs.
In my experience, more ups than downs.
My life so far as a mum has not been easy, with a mix of health issues, college and university studies, plus caring for a number of people. It’s certainly been a roller-coaster ride!
But all through it, I have tried to be the best mum I could be to ensure that nothing affected my kids adversely.
My husband, family and friends are my rocks. They have been patient and supportive throughout life’s troubles and I have come out so far with a more positive mindset. Long may it last and grow!
So, at 30 years old I married a wonderful, caring, supportive and DIY handy (very important!) man. Within 3 months of marriage, I was pregnant with my daughter. This was planned, but the health fight through pregnancy was not. I have osteoarthritis and osteopenia (a milder form of osteoporosis) so my joints and bones do not behave as they should.
My back has been bad since I was 21 and I had received various treatment for it; injections, physio, epidurals. Which worked well to relieve the pain… until 6 months into my pregnancy.
Oh my, the pain! I had swelled up like a Michelin man due to lymphoedema, putting on 3 1/2 stone in the process, and the weight put too much pressure on my back. Bam! Slipped discs galore, nerve pain and crutches for the remainder of pregnancy and beyond.
Boy, was I glad to give birth! Our daughter, who will be known as F, was born by C-section (she fell asleep 3 times during a 22 hour labour!) and she was G.O.R.G.E.O.U.S! A calm, happy baby who slept amazingly!
5 months later, I started college. It was interesting juggling work, study and a baby, but I got through it with a Distinction! Awesome!
On my last week of college, just over 1 1/2 years later, I found out I was pregnant again with our son, who will be known as E. This pregnancy was not so physically challenging for my body as I had adjusted to the pain in between pregnancies, but WOW… tired!! Pregnancy with a 2 year old running around! Phew! Especially when I got pre-eclampsia towards the end of pregnancy.
E was born (again by C-section, not my choice either time!) and was B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L! Again, a chilled, happy baby, but not so great with the sleeping… ah well, can’t win ’em all!
Life was running relatively smoothly, I had worked through both pregnancies and hadn’t taken maternity leave either time. Then I needed to start University to help support the preschool I was working at… when E was 8 months old.
3 years of Uni, with 2 young children under the age of 5 was no mean feat! There were several times I wanted to jack it all in and just be a mum. It affected my mental health MAJORLY, but I hid it as much as I could. I took medication to try and help it, which worked for a while. Ultimately, I received a 2:1 for my BA (Hons) so I figure I did pretty good! And neither of my children needed counselling, which was an achievement! (Couldn’t say the same for my long-suffering husband, bless him, but that’s another story!)
So, 3 years later, here I am. A broken mumma of 2 happy, healthy and respectful children who my husband and I adore (mostly!)
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