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

Me time. Have you heard of it? Yes me too. Apparently, you ignore the big to do list on the notepad and light candles, eat chocolate, have a bath, read a glossy magazine. Sound good? Sounds bloomin’ amazing! But seriously, who has time for it? Me. I have time for it. I’m a bit embarrassed to say I do have the time for it to be honest but recently I have started putting it on to the to do list. No, I don’t have time for it, my to do list is longer than my arm and I could fill my day twice… 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

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

I have had this post half written in my drafts for a long time. I only now feel ready to finish it and publish it because I am 70% recovered. I don’t know if I will ever be 100% recovered from post-natal anxiety. I am unsure at which point I stop calling it post-natal anxiety and just call it anxiety. My boy is 3 now. The main reason I want to publish this is to help others. Although there is still not enough awareness out there about post-natal depression there is even less awareness surrounding post-natal anxiety. It is often… View Post