The not so obvious OCD mum

Leading up to baby D turning one whole year old i felt so excited for him yet at the same time i don't want him to get any bigger, i love this age and his size, hes just adorable! Over the recent months he has learnt to crawl, climb, stand without help and play with his big brother, which is amazing to watch. I couldn't feel any prouder of this little boy of mine, from the day i found out i was pregnant to right now i've felt nothing but want and love for him.  He has amazed us non stop with how quickly he can crawl, how brave he is when he bumps himself and doesn't get upset, how stubborn he is when he wants something or doesn't want something he makes sure its known. He can say 'ilk' for milk, 'apple' 'anana' for banana, 'amma' for grandma, 'mam a', 'more' 'ba' for bath and 'up up' with his arms stretched out to be picked up.  He can feed himself his little bite sized pieces that i chop his foo...

I wanted to do a post discussing in some round about kind of way on how i have realised that i had the strength to make it through my darkest time, just prior to being diagnosed with OCD.  I found myself thinking today randomly back to one morning at the very beginning of this illness. I refer to it as an illness because of everything i suffered and am still slightly suffering with. It is an illness in that it consumes you, it can make you feel extremely unwell, you don't feel yourself, you may over eat or not eat at all, in my case i couldn't bare to eat and that made me unwell in myself. It can rob you of your happiness, your sleep, your confidence and the worst part is that it creeps up on you and steals a place in your mind. Anyway, as i said, i found myself thinking back to one morning at the very beginning of this illness. I was at home this particular morning, At this point i didn't exactly understand what i was going through and i had decided to stay at home...

I have to apologise again that this post is not mental health related in any way however i really wanted to share with you how my sons DIY cake smash turned out and hopefully it will make for a happy little read.  So the day began with me waking up late! My OH was set on taking us all out for breakfast to start the day off nicely celebrating our son turning 1 soon.  We made it out of the house, we got to breakfast and headed off into Taunton town to pick up some bits and bobs, which may i add, had nothing to do with the shoot what so ever so it only delayed time even more.  I, myself, also didn't help in that i decided to wander around Primark for half an hour searching for some hair accessories to add to my hair kit. I also purchased a scarf, a very cute scarf that i very much needed! Anyway, we finished in town and headed off home to pick up the confetti balloons that i had only forgotten to take with me.. notice a pattern here..  We rushed over to wh...

As the title suggests, i am currently planning my youngest's 1st birthday and i thought i would share with you what exactly i'm planning theme wise, colour scheme, the day itself. This is not really related in any way to OCD or mental health however i wanted to share how mighty stressful it can be just trying to get everything to fit together and planning what bits and bobs should go where. Of course i want it to be perfect! The colour scheme has taken me the longest to decide and i have finally settled on silver/grey, white and navy blue. Yay for me making a firm decision because this is the only thing that i have actually made a firm decision on so far! ( Pinterest  has been a savior during all of this decision making)  Baby D's birthday is October 18th which falls smack bang in the middle of the week where we are all working/schooling etc so we have decided to have a small tea party on the Saturday before and to attempt a DIY at home cake smash shoot. I thought it s...

This post is to, i guess, tell you how i see my future from now, since being diagnosed with OCD. I'll start with how i applied for a college course prior to all of this, I wanted to return to do hairdressing.  I done hairdressing years ago when i left school, i was at college for a short time and then decided to do an apprenticeship, i worked in several salons but was unfortunately made redundant half way through my course. I had completed various assessments which covered cutting mainly, so when i was made redundant i went on to build up a small clientele whose hair i would just cut, the odd perm, but slowly over time i stopped doing hair all together.  I went on to work full time in various jobs and i then spent the past 5 years working in insurance and making a beautiful little family along the way.  When we relocated down here to Somerset i was on maternity leave, i chose to obviously not return my old job and to become a stay at home parent. It was then ...