This weeks guest post comes from one of my favourite bloggers and someone who I have had the pleasure to meet several times over the years at various blogging events. Kelly writes at A Place of my Own her blog is a wonderful mixture of honest experiences of parenting and reviews coupled with some lovely photographs of her crafty activities. I hope you enjoy her post and it encourages you to visit her blog. I think her post sums up the experiences that many of us have particularly after the birth of a child and I know I can identify with a lot of it:
One of the things that I am finding it hardest to deal with at the moment, while suffering from postnatal depression, is how quickly a day can go from good to bad. The smallest thing can flip me from a positive mood into a downward spiral that I might not come out of for days. Last week it was a simple mistake regarding a swimming lesson that took me a whole weekend to recover from. Yesterday it was a simple as one single tweet.
A well known brand was running a Twitter competition to win some lovely beauty goodies. All that you had to do to be in with a chance of winning was tweet “The best thing about being a mum is…..” and finish the sentence.
I sat in my front room, with the baby playing on the floor and her brother laughing and chatting and I just couldn’t finish that sentence. I could think of many things that I could say, and each would have been valid, but the truth of the matter was that these were just cliches with no genuine feeling behind them. What was even sadder was that this was a good day, the baby had rolled over for the first time and I had managed to get through a day without anything going majorly wrong. I just couldn’t find something to tweet that I believed in.
It just broke my heart to realise, at this point in time, the best part of being a mummy for me is getting to the end of the day and feeling that I survived. That I didn’t walk out, no matter how hard it is, that I am still standing. It makes me feel so very sad that this is the case, but in a roundabout way it also gives me hope. In the past when I have had a hard time or life has got difficult I have run away or I have hidden from my problems. This time, I am standing firm and tackling my problems head on. Because it is not just about me any more. And so, if I have to complete that sentence today I will go with this:
The best thing about being a mum is having something worth fighting for, and knowing that two people love me regardless of how I am feeling.