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Read this and STOP feeling guilty!

Do you feel guilty about returning to work after maternity leave? Don’t!  When you’re working and looking after a family, the last thing you need is guilt… This indispensable guide is written by a Mum who has experienced the guilt of leaving her baby while she returns to work. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! Now available in pdf… coming soon in other formats!Image

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page. 

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…and it ain’t over yet!

I’ve been on an incredible journey and it ain’t over yet!  It technically started in October 2009 but it really picked up pace in August 2012. 

I’ve met lots of brave and influential women along the way.  I haven’t met the support network behind them but no doubt they are worthy of a mention tool.  I say ‘met’ but we are actually all virtual friends.

So what’s my journey all about?

In October 2009 I gave birth to our beautiful daughter who amazes me and makes me smile every day.  We’re both very lucky to be here after acute pre-eclampsia and hellp syndrome.  We spent a week in hospital and 9 weeks later I came off my blood pressure medication for good.  Life with a newborn and new family took over.  I returned to work and life shifted up a gear.  Then, in August 2012 a friend suggested I turn my pregnancy journey into a book to raise awareness of pre-eclampsia and hellp.  Along this path I came across oh so many wonderfully brave women.  Many hadn’t had happy endings… 

One thing we all have in common is that we are hellp survivors.  Recently, Kelly Lewis of Hellp Syndrome Angels (I now consider her a good virtual friend of mine) designed some ribbons to raise awareness of hellp.  See this link for more information on these ribbons.

This blog is for the wonderful, inspiring ladies who I touch base with most days through facebook support groups.  Every single one of us has a tale to tell and every single one deserves to be heard.

So please hellp us raise awareness of hellp and pre-eclampsia.  You could be saving a life.

 Thank you.

 

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page – Pre-~Eclampsia & hellp ~ Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy

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‘Hellp’ save a life… in just a few clicks

Do something to 
‘hellp’ save a life…  
Buy one of these ribbons and you will be helping to raise awareness of 
‘hellp’ syndrome.

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If you didn’t know, hellp syndrome is a variant of the pregnancy condition 
pre-eclampsia and 
can be fatal to Mum and baby. 

 To buy, simply log into PayPal and send £2 per ribbon plus postage (50p UK or 90p international) to hellpsyndromeawarenesscampaign@hotmail.com. Proceeds will be split between 3 charities-APEC, Australian APEC- and the pre-eclampsia foundation. 
These ribbons have been designed by Kelly Lewis of Hellp Syndrome Angels.

Please hellp today.  

Thank you.

For more information on pre-eclampsia and hellp syndrome please visit the website 
Action on Pre-eclampsia

You can also raise money when you read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia
…and visit my facebook page.
Thank you

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Shuffle

Last week went very much like Bjork’s ‘It’s Oh So Quiet!’.  Not to be taken literally – the irony is in the title because anyone who knows the song (who doesn’t?!) will be familiar with Bjork’s screams!  That’s how my week went from 12pm on Monday when I started work!! 

For the rest of the week I have been working on my next book which is about avoiding working mum guilt.  The publishing date is in my diary and I’m working on the basis of ‘little and often’.  Probably the most clichéd part of last week’s ‘playlist’ is ‘Reach for the Stars’ by S Club 7 which is the motto of my future book empire Virtually All Sorts.

‘Thank you for the Music’ by Abba is next on last week’s playlist purely for the fact that I could never go a day without listening to music and it creates so many memories.  It’s been a blissfully relaxing weekend.  One where hubby wasn’t working.  We all needed to relax after a week that has been anything but ‘oh so quiet’ and what better song to hear played on Mother’s Day than ‘Mama’ by The Spice Girls?  Even better that we didn’t wake up until 9 am!  Our little-big bear happily dozed until then too.  Result!!  I can’t remember the last time I slept until 9 am…

Last on the playlist is the song in Jungle Book, ‘We’re Your Friends’, not only because it’s our little-big bear’s favourite film of the moment (for the last 2 months!) but also because a good chat with friends always brightens up my week!

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.

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Will people never learn??!

While I was waiting for our little bear to come out of pre-school, someone I recognized from our street was behind me in the queue.  After a quick ‘hello’, we left and made our way to childminder’s before I headed off to work. 

On the way, a marked police car pulled into a pub car park and was clearly ‘sitting up’ in wait for something or someone. 

A couple of minutes later, I saw the ‘neighbour’ being pulled over by the said police car.  Sure enough, the ‘neighbour’ got out and opened the back door.  A quick glance told me that there was a child sitting the middle of the section of the back seats.  No car seat in sight.  May be a booster but that wouldn’t be enough to stop the child going through the windscreen in the event of an accident…

Will people never learn??!

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.

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“Emergency – which service please?”

It’s Saturday tea time on a mild day at the beginning of March.  We’re pootling along, chatting about how we’re going to stop off at the local chippy.  Mmmm!

Whoa, brake lights ahead and a tailback.  It soon becomes obvious what’s happened.

There’s a car across 3/4s of the slip road with the front bashed in, 2 cars ‘parked’ across the slip road with hazards on and about 15 people milling around.

Instinctively I fumble around for my phone and tell hubby that someone’s probably reported it already but better to have too many calls than none at all.

I dial 999.  Almost instantly I go into my old job mode of taking and dispatching 999 calls.  I patiently wait for the call taker to say, “Police emergency – go ahead caller.”  I give them all the details as we slowly crawl past ‘the scene’.  It seems there’s only one car directly involved but as we get closer to that car, I half want to look away for fear of what I might see.  The front end is severely smashed in and both air bags have been activated. 

Thankfully, feed the ducks in the fresh air and no afternoon nap has meant that our little bear has nodded off in the car.  I’m sure she would have been upset if she had seen it all, albeit apparently just walking wounded. 

‘Just’ walking wounded. 10+ years ago when I trained as a 999 call taker and then later on when I did my emergency services first aid training, I was told that shock can kill, “It’s the ones walking around in a daze that you should give attention to first, not necessarily the ones screaming out.”

Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t make a habit of calling 999.  I don’t have the need to thankfully.  But like a few times in the past when I’ve had reason to (a dangerous road obstruction, a concern for a person with possible mental health issues or drunk wandering in and out of a busy road) on Saturday night I kept replaying my conversation with the call taker over and over.  Perhaps it’s because I can see the bigger picture.  I know they’ll be checking for any other reports, sending ‘the job’ to the despatcher straight away.  Someone will be ringing directly through to fire and ambulance.

Then there’ the minor detail of finding an available mobile/resource.  Preferably a traffic mobile.  No mean feat, I can tell you from experience.  Especially at shift change over.  That’s not to demean anyone.  The emergency services and support staff do an amazing job in often extremely difficult and pressurised circumstances.  Sometimes I miss the buzz. 

Anyhow, I had done my bit.  If we hadn’t had our little bear in the car, hubby and I both said we would have stopped but there had been plenty of people there anyway.  One man deserved a medal for directing traffic.  I feel sure he prevented another accident.  Hats off to him.

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.

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Let Battle Commence!…

2 steps forward, 1 step back, turn around and face each other… and let battle commence!

Contestant 1 is racking their brains on how to deal with this one.

Contestant 2 is standing there with arms crossed, a steely look in their eyes.  It’s called ‘the toddler stance’.

Contestant 1 is Mummy aka ‘me’.  I’m trying to persuade our little bear to go upstairs and get in the bath.  This isn’t usually an issue at all.  But this particular night she is tired (Mummy is too!) and oh so grizzly (Mummy is too!).

A little while later, she decides she’s happy to get in the bath and I even have to coax her out!  What changed in her head to lure her in the bath?  I’m really not sure.  

At the time of the battle I really wonder if I’m handling it ‘right’ but just shrug to myself and think, “Oh well, there is no right way!” and get on with it…

Being a Mummy is the hardest job in the world at times.  In a previous job, I used to negotiate verbally with people every day… and now it seems I’m doing it again!

 

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.

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