Friday feels 🍂
Here is he, my little baby boy. Soon to be 1, and I can’t quite understand how it happened. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
The first few months we were in a happy little new baby bubble. Then a few months in the middle became a bit of a haze. Low moods, sad thoughts, and constantly thinking they would be better off without me. I was a bad mum, how could I be sad with a new baby boy to love.
And then I realised, I wasn’t a bad mum. I was having a bad time. Motherhood can be a very lonely place at times, whether it’s baby number 1, or baby number 5. No matter how much you love these little people, sometimes, your mind takes over. You no longer have control. And just getting out of bed can feel like the biggest task in the world. But bad times pass. Whether that takes days, months, or years. They do pass. Reach out to friends, family, anyone. Admitting you are struggling doesn’t make you weak, it makes you strong!!! So many women go through a “bad time” during motherhood, and you mustn’t let it defeat you. There’s little eyes watching, and my god are they proud of you ❤️