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The day my world was turned upside-down – Teagan Ridley

Remember the story from earlier on in the week, The story of a Mum being helped by another Mum (kate) to support her son while he had an epileptic fit.
Yes?
Well please meet Teagan, Teagan is cooper’s Mum. Cooper is the little man that has epilepsy.
*Make sure you have your tissues. This is an inspirational, yet hard hitting read.
Message from Teagan:
There’s such a horrible stigma around epilepsy if more people realised its a brain disorder not a disease then children like my son wouldn’t be left to fight it by himself.

Here’s her story:

My son was born on the 14th July 2009. Weighing in at 7lb 12oz my little slice of heaven. A son. Cooper Jaxon Grant.

I smiled at him while I stroked his forehead and said to the midwife he’s really warm and she said no love that’s the warmth of real love…and how right she was.

When he was taken to get weighed his temperature was checked and it was 39.8 degrees.he was quickly rushed away to NICU where he stayed for 3 days. He had a blood infection contracted from me during my 28 hour labour.

He was released and we finally brought him home. All was perfect for 8 weeks until one morning I woke up and my darling boy was limp, I immediately rang an ambulance, while waiting for an ambulance he started shaking uncontrollably. My 9 week old was having a seizure.

By the time the ambulance got there he was limp again and they couldn’t seem to get him to respond so with sirens on we were whisked to the hospital.

At the hospital he was given an iv and fluids straight away the young paed that was on decided it was best to argue with a stressed worried mother and tell me there was nothing wrong with him.

They took his temp 3 times it was normal no one bothered to touch him until I screamed at a nurse get another thermometer she did Coopers temp was already 40.7 .

The doctor looked at his chart and my face and said tell me what happened? With tears flowing I started to tell him then son started seizing again he was given an anti epileptic ….fast forward 4 hours and there was results he was suffering from an ear infection that stemmed from the blood infection he had when he was born.

For the next 9 months we lived in perfect harmony.

Then.. he had 5 seizures in 55 mins. Before I knew it I was faced with the young paed again. This woman would be the death of me. I argued and argued in the middle of arguing Cooper had a tonic clonic seizure I was shoved from the room by the time I was let back in my son was asleep.

The 8 months that followed were full of EEG’s and blood tests and more tests and hundreds of dollars in private doctor appointments.

January 2012 they finally came to the conclusion. He is an epileptic.  my heart dropped what did this mean? what was going on what would his life be like???

Thousands of questions rolled through my head at a pace I couldn’t control.

Not only did he have one type he had 3Tonic clonic seizures, benign Rolandic epilepsy and juvenile spasms we are told that he will probably grow out of them but right now that probably doesn’t seem real and feels far away.

Some days are easy, sometimes weeks will pass by without a tonic clonic. Benign Rolandic happens when he’s had too much sleep he will often have a mini stroke in his sleep for those that say epileptics don’t seize during sleep .

He will often wake up during the night and tell me his face is squishy and it is poor kids face is squished up on one side.  And only a small dose of rectal Valium will help him relax.

Hey mum hey mum heeeeyyy muuuuummm for most parents this is normal…for my son it’s a juvenile absence seizure almost like a computer re boot. He will tell me something stare in space for 10-15 seconds then start all over again it can happen 20 or seconds.

The look on people’s face when I say he’s an epileptic they take a step back or they are overcome with the thoughts of I’m glad it’s you not me.

Normal for me is me putting Valium into my 3 year olds bum.

Our life isn’t extraordinary nor is it ordinary this is our normal he has epilepsy but epilepsy doesn’t have him.

Every day I live in fear is this the day that he will be taken, is this the day he won’t open his eyes. Is this the time he wont wake up…SUDEP “sudden unexplained death in epilepsy” often runs through my head. Not many people know but epilepsy has more sufferers than breast cancer.

My reaction was simple ” ok then where to now” Bens reaction was ” oh alright” both Bens brothers are blind and albino so this is nothing out of the ordinary for him he simply takes it in his stride and hugs me.

Ben doesn’t realise it, but he keeps me grounded stops my mind from wondering in bad days and takes the reins when I need a break.

He once told me after a bad week ”You’re not giving up you’re just having a breather no one can look after him like you- but I’ll try my hardest babe”.

Sometimes coop will sleep for 24 hours or more and I will sit and watch him sleep most parents will watch their child sleeping and smile I watch my child’s face fight the sleep his body wants to go but his brain is exhausted

A doctor once told me that he believes everybody has epilepsy and it’s just the wrong signal that gets sent from the wrong part of the brain that sets it off. I don’t believe in a cure for epilepsy I believe in making changes to a diet.

I refuse to put my child on medication and zombiefy him. I believe in letting him grow up as normal as possible I believe in letting him know that no matter what happens or where he goes or what he has to go through I will be there with him every step of the way.

I am his fighter his voice his protector i’m his nurse im his dietitian I’m his healer and comforter but most importantly above all I’m his mum.

In my mind epilepsy was something that affected other people you know friends of friends.

Never thought it would be our child never thought the word fit or seizure would be a common word in our house

Never thought that Valium would have a special shelf in my fridge.

Never thought that seeing a pediatrician would give me a smile a a hug. Never thought that I could deal with this.

Never thought this would make me 1000 times more protective.

Never thought a bump on the head could mean more than a tear or two.

Never thought that epilepsy would make my family stronger never thought it would make me fight harder.

Never thought it would make me love him more.

 

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Lets find Kate!

We are looking for a Kate.  If this is you, please contact me, if not please share this.

 

(Refer to story below)

 

Written into The Imperfect Mum Facebook page

Last week I was down the strand in Townsville with my 2 kids just cruising along until my son had a seizure. While i was quickly trying to put my 3 month old in her pram a lady suddenly appeared and quietly asked if I needed help or an ambulance. I assured her I was fine and was well rehearsed in dealing with public seizures. She still stayed.

Sometimes (well most times) seizures are messy and my son often loses control of his bladder and bowels. As I was cleaning him up this kind lady shielded me and my son with my daughters blanket while I cleaned him up.

He was quite drowsy getting up so I carried up all 26kgs – without even asking this lady took my daughters pram and said I’ll help you where’s your car??
On the way to the car I thanked her profusely and said that she was a beautiful person.
She said I normally stay out of other peoples business but I read a story the other week on a page called the imperfect mum and there was this lady who helped another mum at jb hifi with her son who was having a seizure I cried my heart out reading that story and then later that night I jumped online and looked up epilepsy and what to do should I ever come across someone who’s alone or a mum or dad that needs a hand.
I was gobsmacked! She strapped my daughter in the car and we said our good byes

What she didn’t know is that I was the one who wrote that story in…

I guess what goes around comes around…so thank you to Kate (the wonderful lady that helped me and my son) to all the mummas on this page that read that story and finally to Kristy and Kelly for having such a wonderful page

Much love to you

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My {not so} glamorous life!

Just the other day a friend said to me “oh you live such a glamorous life!”

I nearly choked on my wine!

You see, I often think that of other people.  But for people to think that of me??  - Well that’s just ludicrous!

Here’s a list of why my life IS NOT Glamorous!

1. My car makes a loud pitched squeeling sound when it starts AND has no Aircon and is ALWAYS messy!

2. My bedroom is currently sporting a “floordrobe”.

3. My yard is overgrown with weeds.

4. I’m mostly dis-organised. – Something I’m working on.

5. I forget stuff all of the time.

6. I have about 3000 loads of washing to do.

7. I’m often sorting through the clean piles washing to find clothes to wear.

8. My daughter often goes to school with mix matched sox.

And, there’s more.. but, I reckon i’ll stop there!

So, the moral of the story is don’t compare! because you will just be comparing yourself to something that doesn’t exist.

People only ever show you there highlight reel.

 

 

 

 

 

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I hated having a ‘baby’ – There I said it!

I really didn’t enjoy the baby stage.  I loved the ‘idea’ of having a baby. I love the pictures that come to your mind,  babies sleeping, cooing and smiling.

I look back at photos and i’m filled with love.  But… BUT if you asked if I enjoyed that stage.

You would be greeted with.. A big resounding NO!

I remember sitting on the couch with this new born baby on my lap, completely ALONE, and overwhelmed.

I did not think that having a baby would be so hard.

I did not think I would stop being invited out by friends.

I did not think breastfeeding would be so hard.

I did not think I would have to ‘book in’ sex with my husband.

I did not think my babies cry would render me useless.

I did not think ‘the job’ would be 27 hours a day.  - Yes, 27, not 24!

I did not think I would stay in my pj’s all day.

I did not think I would be so busy feeding, changing, feeding, feeding that I would not have time to make dinner.

I did not think that I would be so busy.

I did not think the house would be so messy.

I did not think there would be so much guilt attached.

I did not think I would never leave the couch.

I did not think it would take an hour to leave the house.

I did not think I would permanently smell like vomit.

I did not think that by the time you got to sleep your baby would wake AGAIN!!

I did not think…..

 

 

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A man’s view on Love and Relationships. – Worth a read!

I’m Wayne. I’m a baker by trade, and am now working full time as an Endorsed Enrollled Nurse I have a 13 year old son from a previous relationship, and am happily married to the most beautiful woman God ever put breath into. Together we have a 19 month old baby boy, and are expecting again in May. My wife and kids are my world. I often wonder what did I do in order to be blessed with such an amazing family. I do thank God each and every day.

I believe there are 4 main factors in a healthy relationship.

LOVE, TRUST, RESPECT, AND SEX.
This is a practical exercise!

Get a pen and paper

In the middle of the page, draw 2 stick figures. One male, and the other, a female)
now draw a square around the 2 stick figures. (4 lines)

 

Now, on one line, write the word LOVE
on the 2nd line, write the word TRUST
On the 3rd line, write the word RESPECT
on the 4th line, Write the word SEXWhat you now see, is 2 people, trapped inside a square, with each wall, representing what I believe to be the 4 most important things in a relationship. (note the word TRAPPED).
Now, if any one of these 4 factors fade/evaporate, the walls fall down, leaving a doorway for either person to exit, or anyone else to come inside.I am lucky. My wife and I have these 4 things.
I hope you all have these things in your relationships.
Its the key to a very healthy, everlasting Marriage.

What are your thoughts on love – what makes a relationship work?

 

 

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Domestic Violence – Real Stories

RESEARCHED AND COMPILED BY Leigh Fraser-Gray B Social Work / Social Welfare, Dip H & CS, CERT IV WTA, VOC Post Grad FDR

Social Welfare, Dip H & CS, CERT IV WTA, VOC Post Grad FDR *** Names, places and insignificant minor details changed to protect confidentiality *** Domestic Violence IS REAL.

I have been carving out a career in the Social Services since 1992. I started with Direct Care (disabilities; child and frail & aged support) before a TAFE-based Diploma in Human and Community Services jetted me right into the heart of client and case management & program development.

Working with women & children and families, often in crisis or in various states of upset, dysfunction or displacement.

I kept on working and studying in the Social Sciences…. and each and every paid or field placement position I have EVER taken up in the Social Welfare sector has touched on Domestic Violence, in some form or another. I have found DV to be INSIDIOUS in nature.

But, there IS and CAN BE life after DV… IN THE BEGINNING… “RAHAEL” I had several telephone conversations with

***Rahael to determine if it was appropriate for her and her husband to proceed with a joint therapeutic process following a change in their personal circumstances.

Rahael was in a heightened, loud, ‘messy’ and acopic state: She cried repeatedly, even bordering on hysterical at times, could appear paranoid and sometimes did not quite make sense.

Rahael SCREAMED mid-way through the conversation that ‘no one can stop this monster. No one. I am alone. All alone. And NO ONE can help me’. Rahael felt helpless and isolated, raw and so very much alone.

She was VERY angry & filled to the brim with doubt and terror. She begged to be rescued. Rahael had just left her husband after what she described as ‘twenty years of psychological hell’.

Rahael had just started her journey…. and her husband, so sure of his control over her, refused to even admit or believe that she had left him and that they were now officially separated. OK.

Let’s face some hard facts here…. considering the on-going trauma that some are faced with, it would be completely understandable if someone leaving an abusive or Domestic Violence (DV) situation experienced one, some or all of the following:- Low self esteem, anxiety, self – doubt, vulnerability, and/or concerns or feeling bleak or uncertain about the future;

Real or perceived limited fiscal or lifestyle options, especially if they had been formerly suppressed or isolated by a controlling ex; Suffering the effects of trauma as manifested as on-going and/or situational fear and anxiety; Flashbacks and nightmares; and/or guilt blame and shame, grief and depression.

Staying on alert as they withdraw from the effects of constant adrenalin saturation (often known as fight or flight mode); Disturbed sleep patterns; Anger ranging from irritability through to rage; Sadness, loss and grief; Repeated thoughts about the abuse.

Over the next few months, I spoke with Rahael intermittently. Each time I spoke with her there were positive difference in her language, state of mind and situation. Rahael had sought counselling and legal advice from a specialist DV service in her area. They gave her the support and guidance she needed to VALIDATE her experiences. She no longer felt out of control.

She had been approved for emergency funds from Centrelink; had secured stable and affordable accommodation; she changed her job and had started saving to hire a private lawyer to secure full custody of her girls. All steady, positive steps forward.

She had gained inner and physical strength by the time her husband had realised she was not returning. Rahael then believed, ‘he is using the kids to get at me, emotionally and mentally, so I’ll buckle and come back home to him’.

She then regressed again back into a state of frenzied panic before returning to her counsellor to help buffer the emotional impact.

GRIEF AND LOSS… Domestic Violence victims can GRIEVE and mourn what could have been (ie. “I didn’t want to leave – I really think he/she could have changed”) or what did unravel and happen (ie. “I’m lucky to be alive”).

This includes berating the ‘lost’ time spent hoping for change within the relationship and not leaving earlier OR even having left in the first place (ie “What have I done – no one will believe me!).

These powerful feelings and concerns can also be amplified if the effects of the children witnessing Domestic Violence – including emotional abuse – start to emerge following the initial separation.

Victims of DV may lack trust, feel jumpy and not yet quite safe. It can take TIME to ‘unpack’ these experiences.

But its not always all negative: former DV victims can feel a SURGE of freedom. They can start to consider the changes they can make and what it is like to exist without violence, intimidation, control and suppression. They can start to determine their OWN pathway.

STARTING THE HEALING PROCESS, STEP BY STEP, DAY BY DAY… “CODY” Cody had cried as she talked about leaving a twenty five year relationship with someone she described as a ‘narcissistic psychopath’. She said he felt compelled to control her appearance -

Cody recalled she’d spent years looking & feeling dowdy – and intimidate her in such subtle ways she knew them to be cruel & menacing but outsiders could easily miss.

This man was quietly nasty! Despite her husband doing everything he could to make things difficult, Cody had still gone to TAFE a few years prior to the separation.

With the support of the TAFE staff and some new-found friends, she had found a casual job in the hospitality industry following her graduation. She had recently been promoted and her workplace were incredibly supportive.

Cody was completely and utterly TERRIFIED of her ex partner but, I clearly recall how she GLOWED when describing her new blouse and the newly acquired makeup she was wearing.

“Look”, she said, “I chose to wear COLOURS! I am pretty!”. RECONCILING THE PAST WITH THE PRESENT: MOVING FORWARD…

To recover from domestic violence, the following steps are recommended in re-establishing identity and commence a healing process: Cease blaming yourself for what has happened — adopt, practice and exercise confidence in present and future choices;

Cease isolating yourself — connect with people and services in order to establish a friendship and professional support network; Cease denying and minimising feelings — Learn how to understand and express yourself, possibly with professional qualified assistance; No longer identify yourself as a victim— take control of your life.

Set goals. Group support can be beneficial. Kickstart that HOPE!; Jam up the that cycle of abuse — get yourself and any kids involved in debriefing counselling to help to start to heal the psychological wounds and to learn more healthy ways to function in the world.

Join the dots and discover the pathway to healthy relationships. Recovery from Domestic Violence is a step-by-step process & a journey no one should take alone.

The first step toward evolving into a proud Survivor is taken when you ask for help (see below for some national sources of information).

There IS life, hope, fun, laughter, support, security and safety – and even LOVE – after leaving a violent or abusive relationship.

If you feel you can, PLEASE share your stories in the IM forum to help our sista’s face their fears and find the courage to move away from abusive, destructive relationships when they feel ready.

ONE MORE CHANCE?…. “BENNIE” After completing my Human and Community Services Diploma, I commenced a full time position supporting the needs of children in a Domestic Violence refuge whilst I studied on an external, part time basis for the first of my Bachelor degree’s in the Social Sciences.

Following that I was a support worker for women and children experiencing homelessness as often occurring as a result of domestic violence.

Throughout the next decade taking up various Government and Community-based positions, I continued to attend in-house training and seminars to remain up to date with Domestic Violence legislation, support techniques and associated issues.

The context tended to be DV as a feminist issue and the focus placed on the ‘Victims’ of Domestic Violence (usually female). Fast forward to 2010 and I had earnt an on-the-job Vocational Post Graduate Certificate in Family Dispute Resolution.

When not actually mediating, I ran groups preparing people for mediation and was also later invited to co facilitate a men’s group addressing the aggressive tendencies of the members.

This was a departure for me as up until now, Domestic Violence perpetrators had remained faceless, somewhat extreme and ‘evil’ entities that had wreaked great havoc and threatened the lives of my clients. Through this group I met “Bennie” and many men just like him. Rough ‘n’ ready Bennie. He’d been exposed to violence as a child.

To him it had been normal. Whilst mostly successful in his chosen trade, he was slovenly at home (at best) and both constantly berated his partner and occasionally used her as his punching bag to vent his frustrations (at worst). He loved his kids but was regularly neglectful or insensitive towards them.

He had recently physically attacked his eldest child to ‘save face’ in front of friends and family during a peak in alcohol soaked violence.

He was given chance after chance after chance before he finally found himself squarely on his own. He was now a ‘liability’ and the police were closing in as his behaviour was becoming increasingly erratic and violent. Bennie was exceptionally and consistently remorseful during every group meeting.

He openly admitted he ‘had stuffed up BIG time’ and outlined the steps he had taken to address his behaviour. He BEGGED the other participants to heed early warning signs and get help now to address their anger and aggression. He had gingerly started to build tentative ties with his children, who were either scared of him or very angry and distrustful of his motives. The kids’ Mum was wary.

She had always hoped he could and would change but was undecided about possible reconciliation. Bennie and the many other participants in the men’s group added an extra, valuable dimension to my Domestic Violence knowledge and general Social Work practice.

Their stories reminded me that not EVERY perpetrator of abuse was a raging or seething, unstoppable pyscho-pathic monster.

Members of this men’s group, however, were specially selected and they did not typically fall into the category of anti-social personality discorders, of which I suspect the partners of the women mentioned above may have fitted. Perpetrators of violence CAN change. Some do. It can happen.

There are groups and programs that exist throughout Australia that can assist to exact such changes. Should DV victims ,therefore, at least CONSIDER reconciliation with their abusive ex partner? Mmmmm…. Personally, I would CAUTION any person considering such a reconciliation to address your own recovery first before entertaining any thoughts of going back.

Current research from America suggests that mandatory (ie court ordered) LONG-term, group support tends to be more effective as a means of establishing permanent change in Domestic Violence Perpetrators.

Ultimately, the perpetrators alone MUST be willing and then able to take FULL responsibility for their actions, values and beliefs & learn to implement new ways to cope with stress and anger and aggressive impulses.

Basically, the perpetrators must be doing all the work and not leaning on anyone as a crutch lest they move back into their old, abusive ways. Relapses back into old ways of thinking and acting violently CAN also occur during the change process.

Like the recovery process, changing abusive behaviours takes TIME – usually a loooong time – so any consideration towards reconciliation with an abusive ex partner should ideally be very slow and tentative with the focus placed firmly on the safety and security of all concerned.

The National Domestic Violence Hotline 1800 200 526 Facebook Pages: Domestic Violence Australia Australia says NO to the Domestic Violence Websites: http://au.reachout.com/What-is-domestic-violence http://www.austdvclearinghouse.unsw.edu.au/ http://www.helpguide.org/mental/domestic_violence_abuse_types_signs_causes_effects.htm

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Happy New Year Imperfect Mums! xKelly

So, final day of 2012, and I feel I should write something inspiring to everyone! So here I am! *gulp*

I wish I could say I did something memorable on my final day of 2012 – like flying or jumping out of a plane or climbing a mountain… But instead I had a normal day, doing what I love :-) Looking after my four kids at home.

I won’t pretend and fake that I love doing this everyday!

Anyone stuck in a house with cabin fever kids bouncing off the walls knows how quickly things can go from good to bad. Even more so if the weather is wet and the house is small (like I am blessed with) but for me today, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else :-)

My hubby told me a quote he heard on the radio once about being a mum “The days are long, but the years are short” and it is so true. My kids have all grown so fast this year!! I must of blinked at sometime! Wow!

I’m excited and saddened that my ‘baby’ will be two in 2013 – and is already playing rough with her older siblings. No more babies in my house for me – unless my sister brings over her little one when born :-) *YEAY!*

And so life goes on and another year over and another on the way…

I love having the time to sit, reflect and meditate on the past year. I feel I have grown so much in the past 12 months and so despite the ugly and difficult times – I tick the year off as successful :-)

I make no new year resolutions as I fear failure. Terrible, I know, but I also see everyday as a new beginning – so why put so much pressure to sticking to something for a whole year??

I am however starting one of these –

..this picture has been floating around facebook for a few weeks now, so maybe you have seen it?

Earlier this year, I read a book called ‘One Thousand Gifts’ by Ann Voskamp – and it has surely changed my view on life.

It has taught me to be thankful for what I have, instead of disappointed or upset for what I don’t. Very opposite to what the media pushes down our throats in magazines, commercials and other forms of advertising :-)

And so this jar, will be my families gratitude jar. From January 1st 2013, when we come across a memorable moment or good thing, we will write it on a piece of paper with the date and pop it in the jar! Easy :-)

…..and on December 31st, 2013, I hope it to be full for my family to read out together.

Unfinished diaries and scrapbooks mock me from January’s past, but I love the jar idea as we can pick up and put down as we remember. Skip days? No one will know or feel guilt.

And for hard days when beauty is hard to find, the jar with notes will remind me there are still good moments to be had.

If its empty, it will only be because I am not looking hard enough.

I once heard a rainbow lorikeet and a vulture are both birds – but they both look for different things. One looks for something sweet and beautiful, one looks for something dead and ugly. And both find what their eyes are searching for :-) I’m going to be looking for sweet and beautiful this year! Who’s with me???

Happy New Year Imperfect Mums!! If I had a jar for 2012, then “being asked to help with running ‘The Imperfect Mum’ group” would be in it! You are all a blessing to me!

Thank you Kristy for this group and what an amazing thing you have started! You have impacted the life of many others and we are all thankful for it :-)

x Kelly

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Happy Birthday to…..ME!! (xKelly)

So, it’s my birthday today – and normally I ask Kristy if I can put up posts, but — SURPRISE! It’s my birthday! So I can do what I want right?!?! *grins*

I use this line a lot on my special day… do you? Hubby has the day off work (best present EVER!) and he and the kids are cleaning the house as I type (Although, I think he is doing most of it. He is amazing!) :-D

While I love celebrating my special day right next door to the day we celebrate Jesus’ birthday – it does have it’s ups and downs.

I got many a shared present when I was younger ‘because it is expensive’  which I did not like at the time – but now I do! I’d pick quality over quantity these days for sure! Trying to minimise ‘stuff’ these days.

I also remember feeling like Cinderella, cleaning the house on my special day because people were coming over for Christmas. *can you hear the violins??* Now, with my own kids, times have changed. Tee he he!! (I can hear the vacuum… Might write a bit more…)

I never was allowed to have sleep over birthday parties… I guess mum and dad didn’t want santa to deliver other kids presents to our house?? :-)

Finally, icing on the birthday cake, off to bed early so that santa could do his thing. Grr! No wonder I’m not a fan of him now! ha ha!

These days I love having my birthday on this day! Most people are too busy to celebrate, so I get to have my little family all to myself. I love reading birthday texts and messages at the end of the day, and just relaxing before the crazy full day tomorrow. Brekky in bed, starting a new book, feet up all day!

My wonderful (pregnant!) sister threw a joint birthday party for hubby and I last week, so we could celebrate with family – and that is really all I need. I don’t enjoy the spot light on me :-)  (Thanks Heather!! Love YOU!!!)

SO – wanna give me a present?!?!? :-D I would love you to answer a question….

At 32years ‘young’ today- I finding it’s a real middle point age (I think that every year though…)

My kids say “Woah – that’s old!”  - and my Youth group kids are more polite and just nod n smile when I reveal my magic number. High schoolers know everything :-D

But, the ladies at the hairdressers the other day laughed and told me I was “just a baby” :-) I really need to go to the hairdressers more often ;-)

Hairdresser ladies also said “If I knew what I know now, back when I was 32…..” and then drifted off into kind laughter.

But I wasn’t going to settle for this!! I wanted to know what they know now – and so I asked them.

…and now I’m asking you too! What are your life secrets? Any regrets? Things you wish you held closer or let go of sooner? What do you wish someone had told you when you were 32? Save more? Eat less? More friends? Less friends? Wish you had done more or less?

Or, for the younger here, what do you wish you could tell a 32year old?

Thanks Imperfect Mums! Have a wonderful Christmas Eve / Kelly Birthday – I know I will! :-D

xKelly

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What to say/do when a baby dies..

The image above is quite a confronting image for me as it looks exactly like my son’s feet. This is not a photo of him, I have lots of photo’s, I do wish I had one like this though.

Don’t say NOTHING - Please don’t pretend it has happened and say nothing..

Just say - ”I’m sorry for your loss” or  ”I’m here if you”

Don’t say -  ”It’s better that way” or “It’s natures way” or refer to the baby as an “it”

Choose your words - I was talking to a group of people  about Titan one evening and someone piped up and said “oh did you name it ” – It was such a gut wrenching and horrifying moment I think everyone was so mortified and shocked that no-one said anything.

Be BRAVE - This family will need you know more than ever (it’s ok to cry with them it’s nice for them to know that you are suffering also)

Don’t Retreat  - The person whom has lost does not need to deal with a loss of a friendship as-well.

Send a card – I loved recieving all of the beautiful sympathy cards – I pull them out and have a read of them whenever I need to.

Buy a Gift -Their birth flower, a tree,  there birthstone.

Go to the Funeral – It was so beautiful to arrive at Titan’s funeral to see so many beautiful faces they were there to validate his life and support us in our loss.

Be practical – Cook Dinners,  do washing, If there are other children offer to pick them up from school or drop them to sport etc

Use the baby’s name – Honestly, hearing your babies name after they have gone is so meaningful.

Encourage outings – After a month or so, or when you feel it’s the right offer to take them out.

Visit the baby child’s grave- I loved it when I visited Titan’s grave and would see notes or flowers from others it really made me feel like they felt his loss also.

Offer to help in a financial way – If you are able to offer to help with financial matters as both parents may not be capable of working.

Time heals - It will take years, be there for the long haul!

If there is anything I have missed please add. Thanks xxx

 

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Depression – What is it?

Depression is very common. Over a million people in Australia live with depression and 160,000 young people live with depression each year.

On average one in five females and one in eight makes will experience depression in their lifetime.

Even though so many Australians suffer from this illness there are still many people that don’t understand what it is.

Depressed (the word) is derived from  a  Latin word (dēpressus) which means  “pressed down” 

I think this is a very relevant point – why?

Because when I “came out” and said I was infact suffering from depression/anxiety.  People said things like “you – suffering from depression? No, but you’re a positive person.”

People seem to think that depression is someone that is negative.  Well, i’m sure some people with depression are negative however that word does not describe depression.

If I was explaining depression to someone I think the expression Pressed down is a perfect description. To me it’s like pressure, like heaviness on my shoulders.  I found myself grinding my teeth and frowning a lot.

And I had so much noise in my head. It was like I could never reach a peaceful state.  So so much noise.  That noise has now dulled as I’m using medication to help and it has really helped with lots of triggers and symptoms.

One thing I think is very important to add is that depression isn’t a choice and it’s not something you can just switch off.  It is an illness and it needs to be treated like one.

If you know someone that you may think is depressed or suffering from some kind of mental illness be there for them. Do research and find out information to help them. – See links below!

How do you know if you’re or someone you know is depressed?

A person may be depressed , if for more than two weeks they have:

  • Lost interest or pleasure in most of their usual activities

Or

  • Felt sad down or miserable most of the time.
Behaviour
-  Stop going out
-  Not getting work done
-  Withdrawing from close friends and family
-  No longer doing things they enjoy
-  Unable to concentrate
Tell me about your experience with depression and what did you do to help yourself?

Need more information? go here: www.beyondblue.org.au
Information on depression, anxiety and related disorders,
available treatments and where to get help
www.youthbeyondblue.com
beyondblue’s website for young people
www.crufad.org
Information and internet-based education and treatment
programs for people with depression or anxiety
www.blackdoginstitute.org.au
Information about depression and bipolar disorder
www.mmha.org.au
Mental health information for people from culturally diverse
backgrounds
www.headspace.org.au
Information, support and services for young people aged 12 to 25

 

 

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