The Honest Mum

I promise the good happy shit is coming soon, but like everything you gotta go through the bad to get to the good stuff. Right? I have suffered with anxiety for a long time, but it has changed over the years. Different life events that have happened that have altered the way my anxiety affects me. The one thing that has always stayed the same is the control freak in me. I have always felt that I need to be in control in some sort of way, even things I can't have control over. My mind has always run away with me, I would overthink pretty much everything, I mean I still do just not as bad. My anxiety really kicked off just before I turned 18. I passed out in a restaurant for no reason and had to be taken into hospital. In an area I hadn't been before, then I got discharged from the hospital with them telling me they didn't know what happened but I was fine. Strange I know, but I didn't question it. I passed out a couple more times throughout that year, but they never kne...

The lovely third trimester, full of all the pregnancy symptoms you could think of. I'm pretty sure I was a walking book of symptoms. Although I had really good days, (mainly when drinking 1 litre of orange Fanta and 2 punnets of strawberries), there were a lot of really shitty days. My bump was so heavy my hips and pelvis basically didn't know how to function anymore. Pregnancy waddle - check, pregnancy glow a.k.a sweat - double check, the worst one of all that no fucker told me about was having wet knickers constantly! Gross I know but ladies it happens, we all know it happens lets just move on from the embarrassment of not knowing if you peed your pants, if your water has broken, or the truth, you just got increased discharge. Which is totally normal, although made me feel super uncomfortable. Luckily I had been signed off with my SPD so I was at home from around 32 weeks. I'm pretty sure I spent my last trimester eating my cravings which felt amazing at the time, in a bi...