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From fear of faliure to a mother's guilt, below you will find the spillage from my mind.
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From fear of faliure to a mother's guilt, below you will find the spillage from my mind.
I remember going through the, “But it’s not fair…why can’t things just be normal, why can’t today just be different…is it too much to ask to just…”
I know that when things get hard I start to make up stories in my head.
"If I don’t talk about it my mates that will make it easier…they don’t want to hear about my stuff…they won’t understand what I am going through…it will be easier to just detach…I don’t want people to know how weird/hard/strange things are...it's just another sad thing to share and they don't need that”
Just like in Hunger Games, our love for each other is a sustaining power. We endure through our acts of kindness and our love provides strength when we need it the most.
How can a moment be so intensely beautiful and so exquisitely heartbreaking all at the same time?
How can a moment be so full of laughter and happiness and yet bring you to your knees in grief?
I wanted to talk to you about the phrase self care and why I think it’s dangerous.
As the world changes again and people get back to their lives, please don't forget the people who can't.
Sometimes courage roars and is the powerful voice inside and sometimes courage bears witness to all the tears you have cried.
He doesn’t have special needs, he has the same needs as everyone else. To be seen, heard, included and loved.
There is no amount of worry that will control tomorrow. It only takes away today’s peace.
Life isn’t easy.
We ALL have challenges. Some seem insurmountable and others just a temporary blip but all of them will change and mould out thoughts and our actions.
It’s also supporting our children beyond what the doctors THINK is possible into what they WANT to achieve.
I wanted to share with you the difference between Integration and Inclusion.
Holland is a wonderful way to express what we go through but I felt it didn’t quite hit the mark and so I decided to rewrite it to reflect the journey for those of us with complex and palliative care kids…
We are born with only two innate fears: the fear of falling and the fear of loud sounds, the rest we learn along the way
We are creatures of habit…programmed to do what feels safe, what feels comfortable and what conserves the most energy
Words have energy and power with the ability to help, to heal, to hinder, to hurt, to harm, to humiliate, and to humble.
Everyone dreams of a life where they can have freedom of choice. Freedom from the 9-5, freedom of time and eventually financial freedom. But do you have what it takes?
Mummy guilt is a wasted emotion , serves no purpose, holds us back and gives us excuses. In short it sucks! But there is another way....