To my dearest coffee,
I am writing to thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything you have and continue to do for me, especially in these last few years. I always drank you because I enjoyed you, but now you are my play button. The kick up the but I need to begin my days.
You have managed to single handily pick me up on multiple occasions, even if I have had to consume 4 cups of your sweet goodness to get said pick me up. You have been my morning go to for years but now you are my afternoon go to as well. You have been reheated, spilt, shared with family, friends and acquaintances. You have been tipped out, spat out and remade. You have put up with and offered so much. How would I have ever survived without you?
Without you, some days would seem so much longer. Some days I don’t know if I could open my eyes, talk to people, be nice to people. Functioning off two hours of sleep is made easier with you, not easy – easier. You are a good excuse to get together with friends and a good excuse to sit alone on the lounge for a while.
As with all good things, you certainly have your cons, such as the new stress I have when trying to enjoy you, when my toddler is in the room. The constant reminders that you are hot and the cup is not for babies is getting old. Yet I still find myself needing you every single day.
People say you’re no good for me, but I don’t see myself ever giving you up.
Thank you coffee for all you have done!
[Hope you enjoyed my sarcastic letter of one of my life saviours, until next time BCM]
Feature image sourced from pexels.com
To the random man in the Doctor’s waiting room,
Somehow we have both managed to be sitting in the same waiting room for the obstetrician. You are here with your partner and I am here with my entire family. We don’t live in this town you see, so we do not have the luxury of having our children minded, they have to attend whatever appointments we have. Seeing that the obstetrician we are seeing delivered both of our babies, I don’t think she will mind too much that they have accompanied us today.
You seem to be bothered though, my eight week old is happy enough but does demand some attention, to be honest what eight week old doesn’t? My sixteen month old has travelled six hours in the car and then been made to wait for an appointment half an hour longer then we had hoped. She is restless but well behaved, she wants her parents to read her stories and to play with the older children in the waiting room. She only wants to say hello and then she moves on. She is a young child, a baby even, a simple hello and then continuing on with conversation is all that is needed, not snide remarks about how close our children are.
You see, random man in the waiting room, it’s really none of your business how close they are. You do not have to have children close together, you don’t have to have any if you choose. That’s the thing with freedom of choice, its one we all have. We are parents of a young family, who are treading through the first few years of being Mum and Dad. We are happy and our children are loved, supported and provided for. Their age gap is really none of anyone’s concern, especially someone like you, someone we have never met. I didn’t need to hear your remark to your partner and to be honest neither did anyone else is the waiting room. Your partner seemed uncomfortable like she knew I had heard, but you didn’t seemed concerned at all.
I’m a strong girl, and to be honest, I really couldn’t give a shit, what others think of me or my life choices, but others may. I have bounced back from my pregnancy and giving birth well, but others may not. Words hurt random man, and I hope you think twice before expressing your opinions of another so they can hear in the future.
Before I was a mum, I used Instagram to follow friends, the occasional celebrity and for searching hashtags of whatever products I was lusting after that month. Now that I am quiet a regular on Instagram I have become addicted to the world of instagramming mothers!
Whether they are fellow bloggers, brand reps for companies or the owner of small businesses (such as my talented friend who made the gorgeous pixie bonnet Rhemy is wearing above). They are everywhere, uploading photos by the masses of adorable babies,toddlers and children, and the following is just as huge as those contributing! Everyone that is part of this community tries to support each other’s business and their children are often snapped wearing a multitude of brands.
I personally find it so uplifting and inspiring that such a group exists. While some may not like that it is online, I do. It’s convenient and available when you are. I love seeing how creative some mothers (and fathers) are. It is impressive to see how much a one or two person team can produce. It motivates me to blog more, to try and better myself in my life.
Next time you find yourself wanting to buy something for someone in your life, not even necessarily for children, do yourself and search #shopsmall or #supportsmallbusiness on Instagram you may be surprised by what you come across.
Links for items Rhemy wears in featured image;
‘Rosie’ Pixie bonnet: Bear and Scout
Linen suspender bloomers: Penny n Co
It has been four months (tomorrow) since the birth of Rhemy and four glorious months of no fainting, light headiness or nausea that is caused by having Vasovagal Syndrome.
Before I was pregnant, I was diagnosed with Vasovagal Syndrome and once my medication dosage was correct, it was something that did not bother me day to day. However when I was heavily pregnant I struggled severely with passing out. My medication was not working, but it was not an option to cease taking it. This reason among others, was why my c-section was moved forward from the original scheduled date.
Four months on and I have halved my medication, I feel great and have not fainted or felt dizzy. I had an appointment with my cardiologist just over a month ago, who was thrilled with my progress and even suggested that over time I could take myself off my medication and perhaps I had begun to out grow this syndrome.
When I was first diagnosed I couldn’t understand how you could grow out of this, however now I am sure you can. My triggers are pain and heat, while I haven’t been in pain lately (lucky me) I have been in the heat, walking and even participating in the gym and I have not once felt slightly off. With all these factors in mind, I am hopeful to be completely off my medication by the end of the year.
Vasovagal Syndrome is not over common and many people do not know about it, I struggled finding information on it when I first found out this was the reason why I felt faint for no real reason. I would love to hear from people who have this or even used to have it.
Until next time!