A Lot of Grey: My Experience of Postnatal Mental Health… So Far…

I’ve started this blog post so many times. So many times. The words have been in my head. But when I try to put the words down I become lost. Lost for words. And as anyone who knows me will know, that isn’t me! So I’ll give it another go.  I don’t think that there’s enough awareness… Continue reading A Lot of Grey: My Experience of Postnatal Mental Health… So Far…

The Pressure….and the Guilt

I’m talking about feeding. Specifically breastfeeding. Before I had my little man I had decided that I was going to exclusively breastfeed. I mean why would I bottle feed? Surely breastfeeding was the most natural and right thing to do? I did buy four bottles, only because they were on sale in Lidl and it… Continue reading The Pressure….and the Guilt

Worried and Overwhelmed

Oh my goodness! For me I think that these are two of the best words to describe becoming a mum. In fact for someone like me, a lifelong chronic worrier, it’s a wonder that I ever wanted to become one in the first place. I mean, doesn’t motherhood make you conjure up all the worries… Continue reading Worried and Overwhelmed