Half term is done and back to the school run we go in the morning. To most people school holidays are something to look forward to; no school runs, lazy mornings in and some quality time with the kids. I look forward to all of those things too but sometimes the anxiety demon gets in the way. With the massive life changes that have come with quitting my job and choosing to stay at home more (more about this soon) came a new attitude too. I wanted to grab the bull by the horns and face things head on. So… View Post

Anxiety has made an unwelcome return to my life recently. I think I had about a year off it where I managed to keep it at bay and I felt good. Strangely this was just after my 2nd pregnancy and I was going through the hardest time of my life. And that right there, is the point – there is no rhyme or reason to anxiety. I think I have always suffered with anxiety but it was more on the extreme worrier end of the scale when I was younger rather than the hard-core anxiety stuff I get now. The… View Post

So here we are. I am finally writing it. Writing the post that has been written in my head since the day I found out I was pregnant again. This isn’t easy to write so bear with me and my emotional ramblings. I have made no secret of the struggles I had after Little Man’s birth; I suffered from post-natal anxiety pretty severely. In a nutshell I struggled with going out of the house, anxiety attacks, fear of things happening to us, etc. I wasn’t in a very good place and it was a hard time for me and the… View Post

Until I got Post-natal Anxiety I didn’t know much about it at all. I had heard a lot about Post-natal Depression but nothing at all about the anxiety side of things. I have some wonderful friends in my life who even though they didn’t know much about it really looked after me and managed to do or say the right thing. I have written about my symptoms of Post-natal Anxiety here. If you know someone who is going through it or ¬†you think they might, I thought I would share with you the things that others did that really helped… View Post

I’m not really one for labels. For example, I hate the labels put on parents…stay at home, working, etc. However, when I finally had a name for what I had been going through a couple of years ago it comforted me. Being able to say to myself that I had post-natal anxiety made me feel better. I didn’t feel like I was going mad anymore; other people had been through it too, it had a name. When you have gone months with no name for something and frightened by what it was being given a name for it, a label… View Post