After the sadness of my appointment last Friday, and dealing with the fact that my eyes are progressing, I had totally forgotten our 4D baby scan was booked for the following weekend. At the time, I booked the scan after Moorfields, in case I received bad news and needed something to look forward to. When the reminder came up on my phone last Sunday, excitement washed over my upset. I can’t deny I was slightly apprehensive about the 4D scan…
I have thought long and hard about posting this blog post and then I thought that at the end of the day, I use this to get my thoughts and feelings down and my thoughts and feelings are valid. It’s not my intention to offend anyone, just to give my opinion. My Moorfields appointment is coming up soon and I can’t even express the anxiety and worry that this has created inside of me. I have been crying at the…
I finally feel brave enough to discuss my pregnancy now we are over half way and had our 20-week scan 💙! I feel I have been in hiding with it for the past few months, but this time round I have been so sick. Morning sickness wasn’t just in the morning and through the months of November and December was relentless and 24/7 of feeling sick and actually being sick to the point I was prescribed anti sickness tablets to…
As 2018 draws to an end, it has made me reflect on the year that I have had. When I was diagnosed with Stargardts in 2017, for a good few months it honestly felt like someone had ended my life. I was lost, confused and scared for much of the rest of that year following my diagnosis and I was consumed with the feeling of ‘why me’. I was grateful when my little boy suggested that we do something to…
I have to be honest and say, I adore Christmas time, December is my favourite month of the year. Last Christmas I felt like I wasted the month by being very disorganised and dwelling on things too much and making myself stressed by trying too much to please others. This year I have already wrapped most of the gifts I have bought people and have decided that it will just be the 3 of us eating at home on Christmas…
Sometimes, I just feel like I don’t fit in. This isn’t something new to be honest, struggling with debilitating anxiety from 14 years old onwards, gave me a good taster of what it is like to not feel accepted, or left out when you feel you have no will power to try and get yourself out of the house, or have to make another excuse why you can’t go to a party or meet up with friends. People accepted it,…
Last week was half term and my husband had booked some time off of work. We have a jobs list for the house as long as I care to admit, so we debated whether this time and money should be spent on that. It’s not that anything major needs doing, it could just do with re painting in most of the rooms and some of our furniture could do with being replaced. The thing is, the house doesn’t excite me…
