Genuinely Moved & Overwhelmed. Where to Now?

I was going to compose a funny little post about school cake sales today but i’ve spent all morning chatting to friends and strangers about my postnatal depression blog. I was genuinely moved and overwhelmed by your messages of support. But i’m also furious and heart-broken that so many of you have endured similar experiences. I’ve never considered myself a crusader (I generally have my head…

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How the NHS Contributed to my Postnatal Depression

My waters broke two weeks early with Emily. I was admitted to hospital but my contractions were feeble and intermittent. In the end I was hooked up to an intravenous drug called Syntocinon (essentially rocket fuel for the cervix) and five hours later I had a baby in my arms. We were discharged and left the hospital a deliriously happy,…

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Is it ok to cry in front of your kids?

The kids have DESTROYED me with their tantrums today. It’s like the tag team of doom; as soon as one kicks off, the other feels compelled to scream even louder. I tried shutting myself in the bathroom but the little buggers knew the lock was busted and barged in anyway. Next thing I know we’re all sat on the toilet crying our…

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Smuggy McSmugface

Ooooh look what greeted me at breakfast this morning! I’m not smug though, not really. To me those roses are a symbol of something else. Relief. No, no, not that my husband still loves me…(although he bloody better after clearing up his offspring’s vomit at 2am on Monday morning).

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