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Word of the week: Acceptance

I have missed last week’s word of the week for two main reasons: one, my struggles were pretty much the same as the week before, so pretty boring to read about the same things…Two, hubby was away for a whole week(and a day), baby kept me busy and I had little time for anything else. But things have changed meanwhile. Although Georgie’s reflux is still here and keeps him up during the day, sometimes for hours on end and wakes me up at night, sometimes from 5 a.m., my perspective has changed. The pills I am taking must have helped to a certain degree, as have the chats I had with other mums who have had reflux babies, as has the visit with the pediatrician on Tuesday confirming we are doing all the right things for Georgie and it is now a matter of time until we will see results… I have come to ACCEPT that this is how things are for us for now. My mum will most likely have to go back home …

Belated International Women’s Day Post

Yeah, I know, it’s old news but I didn’t have a chance to write it on Saturday. Actually, I didn’t have a chance to do much this last week since baby’s pills seemed to make him a bit worse, with awake times round the clock and hubby was away since last Monday, coming back only today! I know there was a prompt from BritMums to write a post on International Women’s Day and I had the link up waiting for me all week and time to think about this post. So hear me out on this one: although there are plenty of women in history who did things worthy of awe admiration and inspiration, I think Women’s Day should be about all the women out there who stick it out through thick and thin, day in and day out. Baby fog, childhood illnesses, toddler tantrums, growing pains, teenage angst and then, all over again, baby days with grandchildren, like my mum is doing at the moment. I admire you all, mummies out there, you, who …

10 Tips on Surviving Baby Reflux

It has dawned on me last night, I am a survivor. A baby reflux survivor! I did it with Emma, 4 years ago and I am doing it now again. So that makes me almost an expert. And I thought I would put together 10 tips for people who are going through this terrible thing right now, so they can take heart. 1. Set a survival plan in place. Once George was diagnosed with reflux three weeks ago I knew I had to have a plan in place. I got my mum over to help me during the day so I can rest and survive the nights. If you have/had a reflux baby you know that the emotional strain is enormous, since the pain is there constantly. There is no feeding or sleeping pattern as such so everything is random and unpredictable, which makes things really tough. You need consistency and the only one you can get during these tough months is the one you create for yourself. I take time to rest during the …

Word of the week:pills

I am not a believer in Yin and Yang. But I do believe in balance. This week has all been about re-establishing balance in our lives. I went to see the GP and got pills for my PND. It is a bit scary as I haven’t been on them the first time I had it and I have this question at the back of my mind if I could cope without them. But the thing is that these past weeks I haven’t been coping very well and anything that could help should be given a chance. Then, yesterday, I spent all day between GPs and hospital children wards trying to get reflux pills for Georgie. We did in the end. Which felt like a great victory after three weeks of hassle and unsuccessful attempts at getting treatment for him. Again, these are the pills that worked for his sister and I truly hope they will work for him too. We will not know for another two weeks, the doctor said, that’s about how long it …

Word of the week: Hope

Guys, I have been struggling this week. A lot… I don’t know if it’s the accumulated tiredness. The fact that the breakthrough last week didn’t last and we ended up in the A&E on Saturday morning with an inconsolable baby only to have him diagnosed with reflux and given…Carobel. Or the fight I had to fight on his behalf with the GP in order to have George put on the special hypoallergenic milk Emma was on, since I know it works for refluxy babies. Or the feeling that my postnatal depression is coming back with a vengeance and that I am like trapped in a dark hole from which I cannot escape. Or that I lost it completely on Tuesday morning and after dropping Emma at the childminder’s I called a friend and told her I just couldn’t go home to listen to the baby crying the whole day and could I go and see her? Luckily she is a mum too and she took me in, took over the baby’s care and allowed me …