One day you’re waxing lyrical about craft, cooking and contrivances, the next its one year and 1,300 page views later! Wow, Blogland, thanks for the love while I’ve been away!
So what’s news in Beck’s world? If I tell you all at once, your head may begin to spin as fast as mine has been – and the blur is slowing to become slightly more recognisable as life. And so I’m back.
Back to keep encouraging myself to pursue my ambitions.
Back to share it all with whoever can relate, inspire or just read along with (hopefully) mild amusement (hi Mum!).
My ambitions are broadly the same; I suppose what has changed is the list is possibly longer and priorities adjusted.
It will come as no surprise that my little girl, now 21 months, is top of the list. Her diagnosis with ‘severe life threatening asthma’ by our unbelievably wonderful paediatrician has changed our world somewhat.
>>I am dust demon!<<
(You may be confusing my cape for a dressing gown – it’s ok, many people do.)
So I will be honing, refining, adding and subtracting ways to run our house and cook nourishing food to minimise the all-too-regular hospital trips and horrible sypmtoms and drugs my brave baby must endure. And my unending stress, worry, paranoia and ‘check breathing’ midnight alarm setting. Not to mention sadness at medicalisation of my bub when I’ve so closely adhered and aspired to avoid it as much as possible. (Even though I thank Chocolate every day that it exists.)*
Being properly diagnosed with Post Natal Depression, along with the Hashimoto’s Disease, has provided angst along with answers. And some solutions.
I am doing much, much better than one year ago, but hope that writing, planning, aiming and doing things on my lovely little blog will help me to conquer these illnesses rather than merely control them.
Doing all of this while being a working mama – now there’s the challenge. How the heck am I going to make it happen? Watch and find out!
Thanks for welcoming me back into your cyber world. Follow me to keep in touch, and leave me a little note to say hi!
* When I think about this, I also think about my own family and friends, and other parents out there, who deal with so, so much more than I do. And then I feel selfish and guilty for my relatively insignificant worry. Even though I can only relate to my own circumstances. So, so many amazing parents are out there doing an incredible job and the best they can and I send them all strength and love and respect. And chocolate, if I could.