I write this post wrapped within the comfort of my duvet as I have been confined to bed-rest by my doctor. The last few days have been horrible as I’ve been battling with a chest infection that has brought me to my knee’s – and it’s the scariness of this afternoon’s events and a life-affirming moment that soon followed that inspired me to write this post…
I have quite simply burnt my candle at both ends. Nearly six months pregnant and juggling full time hours as a content/copy writer as well as setting up my styling business and writing the blog I have spent the last three months working 13 hour days; all-the-while investing precious energy into my most exciting and beloved challenge yet – motherhood.
It took a strong and worried word from my big brother (who usually pools his energy into taking the mick out of me) to realise I needed to ask for some help and admit that I wasn’t coping too well. In fact, this is how stupid things got…aside from my roaring temperature and watery chest, I hadn’t felt my usual baby flutterings for over 24 hrs. I was worried but also sure the Dr would think I was not only paranoid but ‘weak’ I hadn’t acted on my anxieties.
An emergency apt ensued and we had a hairy few minutes where the Dr couldn’t locate baby’s heartbeat (we found it eventually – thank God!) and it all transpired that my body was so full of infection and so tired from all the extra work it’s having to do I was putting two lives at risk. I was then quite severley told off by my Doctor who has insisted I take a few days off to let my body heal…
Well, sitting here in bed has got me thinking about how us women tend to put such enormous pressures on ourselves. Yes I believe we can achieve beyond plenty and should strive to…but when it all gets a bit too much to juggle, why do we find it so hard to admit?
I am working with five brides at the moment, all of which have contacted me nearing the final stretch of their wedding plans, flustered, stressed and apologetic for needing my help so ‘late in the day’ – I find it very hard to hear Brides being so hard on themselves when you know they’ve already achieved so much and are in the midst of such important plans…
So here’s my message to all my women-folk readers – there is nothing wrong with asking for help – and there is nothing wrong with needing some time out to sit back, take stock and let your mind and body relax…lets ease up a little and reward ourselves with a bit of R&R every now and then.
…Oh, and the life-affirming bit – well about an hour after retuning home, quietly sat on the sofa I felt my first big kick from baby – a real belter and my husband finally got to feel a kick too. Baby’s timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
Anyways, lecture over…I’m off to flip my pillow over to the cold side and enjoy the calming buzz of our cats purrs.
Sarah, Boho Bride xx