The Curious Case Of The Fluttering Ear

The Curious Case Of The Fluttering Ear

Yep, you read it right! So, a few weeks ago, I developed a fluttering noise in my left ear which freaked me the F out. It kinda resembles what I reckon a butterfly would sound like if it was stuck in your lughole. It used to happen every 20 seconds or so, and last for less than an hour.

Lately, if I burp, hiccup or stretch, it can set it off and it can last for hours. It truly is as horrific as it sounds! Turns out, its anxiety-related…who knew?! And to make it worse, my GP doesn’t have a clue what it is or how to help. I feel so alone!!

After doing my own research, it appears to be a small muscle in my ear twitching, just like you might get in your eye. It isn’t very pleasent to deal with for sure, but I’m hoping it’s something my therapist can help me deal with!

I’d love to know if anyone else has experienced this! Let me know in the comments 🙂

Anxiety Update!

Anxiety Update!

Well, hello! It’s been a while!! So I decided to take a bit of a break from blogging to work on myself after having a couple of tough weeks. But I’m back and I have a little update on how everything has been going.

After getting back from a week away in Essex visiting family, I decided to visit the doctors to ask about some medication. If I’m being truly honest, I personally didn’t think I needed anything but it was something that friends and family suggested I try. I didn’t want to rule anything out because there was a slight chance that medication could help. So, I was prescribed Sertraline, which is a pill that helps to regulate the serotonin in your body.

I know this sounds ridiculous but I took one pill and knew that it wasn’t right for me. I felt my anxiety hit the roof, I was very nauseous, I had the chills and I didn’t sleep at all. I felt the worst I had ever felt, and it really shocked me into thinking “right, enough, I can do this on my own”.

That was when I decided to take my anxiety into my own hands. I needed to do something about it until my therapy started, which is when I stumbled across the 5 Day Anxiety Challenge. Each day, I was sent an email with a different coping mechanism to try, which I could then adopt as part of my daily routine. Out of the 5 coping mechanisms, I’ve found 3 of them to be really helpful:

  1. Self Care – due to being a ‘Stay At Home Mam’, I often spend pretty much most of my time doing stuff for Evie. And if I’m not doing that, I’m doing the housework, so I rarely take any time out for myself. A part of having a happy mind is taking between 10 minutes to an hour doing something you really love. So that could be having a nice relaxing bath with some music, or reading a book in bed, or going to the gym. In the last few weeks, I’ve been dedicating the odd moment to myself which has in turn, made me feel really good because I’ve done something I enjoy. I think sometimes, it pays to be selfish, especially when it comes to your mental health.
  2. Meditation – I know this sounds mega ‘hippy’ but I’ve also found meditation to be quite a big help! Especially when I’ve had a particularly stressful day. I have an app on my phone called ‘Insight Timer’ and it has a lot of different meditation tracks to listen too, ranging from tracks to help with anxiety to sleep. When I’ve had a bad day, I’ve found that the sleep based meditation tracks really help me to unwind and calm down. It usually takes me a good hour to fall asleep on a bad day, whereas when I listen to these tracks, I can be away to the land of nod within 20 minutes!
  3. Gratitude List – this one has been the biggest help of all. Each day, I have started writing a Gratitude List in the journal I have on my phone. I’ll spend about 10 minutes at the end of each day writing down the things I feel I am most grateful for that has happened during that day. For example, today I am grateful for the healthy breakfast I made myself this morning. I’ve found that, since writing these lists, I have started concentrating on doing more positive things throughout the day so that I have more things to write about. I do genuinely feel like it’s really helped to pull me out of my negative shell.

So, that’s where I’m at right now! Attempting to take some control over my anxiety instead of letting it control me. And even better, I recieved my start date for CBT this morning!! Yayy!! It starts next week so I’m really looking forward to finally getting the type of help I need.

I’ll most definitely blog about how my CBT sessions are coming along, just incase anyone is interested in how it works 🙂

The P Word

The P Word

Yes, it’s that time! We’re FINALLY potty training! And it’s come out of nowhere! Four days ago, I was ranting on to my sister about Evie refusing to use her potty. It was stressing me out because she’s only a year away from Nursery, and while that may seem like a long time, in potty training land, it isn’t.

Literally, that same day, Evie took off her nappy, plonked her butt down on her potty and did her first ever wee! I was so amazed, it was as if she’d overheard me slagging her off and she thought “I’ll prove you wrong!!”. We’re now on day 4 and she’s only had one accident (she pooped on the kitchen floor…I know, very lady-like!) but she really seems to have got the hang of it! I don’t need to remind her to go, she just does it off her own back. She even knows to wipe herself and put it in the potty! I’ve bought her some little Peppa Pig knickers which I’ll try once I know she’s fully mastered it.

Potty training was something I was super scared about because I know how tricky it can be. But I’m in complete awe of her, she’s handling it so well. It won’t all be plain sailing but for the meantime, she’s absolutely smashing it!

5 Things That Help Me When Things Are Difficult

5 Things That Help Me When Things Are Difficult

1) My Daughter. She can be the best distraction whenever I have my panicky moments. It’s hard at the moment because I’m trying not to show her when I’m down as I don’t want it to rub off on her but sometimes I think she senses it because that’s when she wants the most cuddles!

2) Having a bath while listening music. I even have a playlist of ‘happy’ songs to listen too, so songs that I can dance and sing along too. It’s a bit stress reliever!

3) Letting it out. I bloody love a good cry! I’ve learned in my 27 years of existance that keeping things locked up makes it 10x worse. So a little cry and a chat usually puts things into perspective a bit more.

4) Junk food. Okay, so it’s probably not the best thing to eat but I love nothing more than devouring a whole pack of Party Rings and then washing it down with a glug of Irn Bru! One of the things that I used to let the anxiety affect was my eating, which isn’t good when you have a toddler to take care of. That and it tends to make me feel worse so I’ve started eating whenever Evie does, to make sure I’m taking care of myself.

5) A cuddle. That’s literally all I need somedays. Whether it’s from Matty or my Mam, there doesn’t seem to be anything better.

20 Things That Make Me Smile

20 Things That Make Me Smile

1. Seeing old couples hold hands

2. Good food! Especially if Matt’s cooked it, he’s an amazing cook!

3. Snow

4. Seeing an empty washing basket!

5. Clean sheets on my bed

6. Looking back on when I used to live with my Mam, and we’d sit and chat for ages in the kitchen while she was making dinner

7. Any fluffy animal, I’m a sucker for cuteness

8. Watching Evie sing along to songs from her favourite movies. Her current obsession is Moana (could be worse!)

9. Listening to my favourite songs while doing my hair

10. Watching it rain outside knowing I’m lovely and warm in my own home

11. Dark nights and cosy pyjamas

12. Wax melts and candles

13. Binge-watching my favourite TV show when Evie’s gone to bed. Almost finished Orange Is The New Black, it’s amazing! And don’t get me started on Stranger Things!!

14. Telling people how me and Matty met

15. I just asked Matt if he could think of any and he said “yeah, me farting”. Which just so happened to make me smile :’)

16. Cuddling Evie on the sofa when it’s bedtime. It’s our routine at the moment, we always wind down together before she heads up to bed!

17. Takeaway pizza (has to be with chilli sauce or I’m not interested)

18. Treating either myself or Evie to something nice

19. A lovely, warm bubbly bath

20. Watching musicals and having a good sing along! I tried to get Evie to watch Hairspray yesterday but she just kept telling me to “stop it!” whenever I sang along. I think I must have been embarrassing her!

What makes you smile? Leave a comment below!

A Letter To Evie…

A Letter To Evie…

Dear Evie,

So currently, you’re sprawled across both of my legs, fast asleep. Cbeebies finished ages ago, and I’m sat in silence. I’m also busting for a pee, but that doesn’t matter – I’m just enjoying this moment. Mammy hasn’t been feeling so well lately. And I’m sorry for that, but I just want you to know I will never let it ruin our connection. You keep me going everyday, with your oh-so-cute laugh and your amazing smile. I don’t think you realise how much you help me pull myself together – whenever I’m feeling down, it takes seconds for me to come back up to the surface once I’ve had one of your cuddles.

The day you told me you loved me off your own back was the best day. I felt like such a failure, and I felt like I was constantly letting you down. But when you looked up at me and said “I wuv oo”, it made me crumble into teeny tiny peices. It made me realise that none of my bad days matter to you. You have your Mammy, and you love her no matter what.

I’m trying each and every day to push through all of the bad. I know I need to get back to my ‘normal’ self for you, and if that means putting myself into situations that I know make me scared or anxious, then so be it. I WILL come out on the other side of all this, even if it takes a long time.

I love you so much, Princess. You complete me and make me the happiest person on this planet, even if it might not seem that way. Being your Mammy is the best thing in the world, and I thank you for helping me through this, even though you don’t know that you are.

Love, Mammy x

Raining Outside? No problem!

Raining Outside? No problem!

When I woke up this morning and checked the weather, I wasn’t surprised AT ALL to see it was forecast to rain. I mean, come on…it is Britain after all. Matt’s been at work since the crack of dawn so I knew I didn’t want to spend this rainy day sat watching Cbeebies all day.

Evie is a proper water-baby, she always has been! And she LOVES making a mess (RIP my house), so if your little one is the same, then they’ll love this activity! It also helps if you don’t mind the mess!

I grabbed a couple of clean bath towels, lay them on the floor and filled a large pot of water mixed with a little Persil washing up liquid (If your little monkey has sensitive skin, you could use some sensitive skin bubble bath instead). I grabbed some plastic cutlery and beakers, and gave them to her so she could ‘do the dishes’. She absolutely loved it as she thinks shes helping me do the housework – may aswell teach her young!!

I also gave her a clean sponge to help scrub everything with. She seemed to find it fascinating that she could dip the sponge into the water and then squeeze out the water to fill the cups. Having colourful cutlery and cups was a great way for her to remember her colours as well which is a bonus!

Another idea is to grab some toy animals so they can give them a bath, which would really benefit and encourage those toddlers who don’t like to go in the bath themselves!

It was such a simple and easy to set up activity to do, yet she played with it for a good hour or so. I mean, she did end up soaked and the carpet got a bit moist (love that word) but if she’s happy, then I’m happy 🙂

Mam Goals Monday!

Mam Goals Monday!

I think this blog has been a bit negative lately, don’t you? So, as a way of injecting a little bit of positivity into it, I’m going to start ‘Mam Goals Monday’! I’ll attempt (yes, ‘attempt’ because I’ll probably forget) to do a post each Monday based around who I think is total ‘mam goals’. It could be a friend, a family member or someone in the public eye 🙂

To kick it off, today’s Mam is going to be none other than Rosie Ramsey! Rosie is the ‘wifey for lifey’ of the absolutely hilarious Chris Ramsey, and Mam to Robin. I started following her on Instagram quite a while ago and honestly, she’s hilarious! Her stories make me laugh so hard that I almost wee myself (which isn’t hard at the moment, trust me!) and her relationship with Chris is so heart-warming. They just bounce off each other which is so lovely to watch.

As well as Instagram, she also has a podcast which she presents alongside Chris called ‘Sh***ed Married Annoyed’. It honestly feels like I’m sitting at home watching them have a good old bicker! Exactly how it is with me and Matty!

The reason I picked Rosie for my Mam Goals Monday post is because her connection with Robin is unreal. She’s a stay-at-home Mam just like me, and it’s so endearing to see how much she adores her little’un. I love watching the videos she makes with Robin, and just how much he loves spending time with her. It definitely makes me think “mam goals!” whenever I see them together 🙂

If you haven’t followed her yet then, please do! I’ll leave the links below 🙂

Rosie’s Instagram: @rosemarinoramsey

The One With The Phone Call…

The One With The Phone Call…

Is there any better feeling than having a weight lifted off your shoulders that has been sat there for the last few weeks? That’s what has happened to me today. In my last post, I revealed that I have been suffering from anxiety for quite some time, and I’d decided to take the leap to get some help. Well, today was that day, and I’m so glad I did.

I had a follow-up appointment with my GP who I’d already been to see about it 2 weeks ago. He insisted on seeing me again, as he wanted to check my progress. Well, I left the doctor’s office feeling quite upbeat about everything. He said he was really happy with how I’m doing, and he was really proud that I’d decided to give ‘talking therapy’ a go. He said this kind of therapy is 10x better than any medication he could prescribe me, which made me feel quite confident about it actually working. I’m the kind of person that tends to keep things locked away but when I finally unleash the beast, it feels like I’m so much lighter. So, I know already that talking therapy will help.

That’s where the phone call comes in.

I’d self-referred myself to Sunderland Psychotherapy Centre a couple of weeks back where I was given a date for a telephone assessment. I had a lovely lady call me today who completely lifted everything off my shoulders. She ran through some questions about my day-to-day life, and I had to answer them on a scale of 1-8; 1 meant rarely and 8 meant highly likely. I mainly gave a score of either a 7 or 8 when it came to the questions about social situations, which is where my anxiety is focused on the most.

At the end of the assessment, the therapist said that she can see already that my anxiety revolves around me saying “well what if this happens, what if that happens?”. It’s crazy that a woman I’ve never even met has already figured that out about me! It was like she was looking right inside my head and pulling bits of negativity out of it. She decided that the best course of action for me was to go down the Guided Self Help route.

Guided Self Help is a form of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy, which allows the therapist to help me make positive changes to my mental attitude. At the minute, I feel a little sceptical about it but I obviously don’t want to rule anything out. The best thing I can do is try it and if, at the end of the treatment it doesn’t seem to have worked, then I’ll try something else.

The therapist I spoke to today asked me what I wanted the end goal to be after the treatment. And honestly, it’s to just wake up and feel happy. I don’t want to keep waking up with my stomach in knots or my heart racing like I’ve just ran a marathon. I want to be able to take my little girl out without fearing the worst. And I WILL do it, I WILL reach that end goal!!

So, here’s the truth…

So, here’s the truth…

You might remember from my first post that I explained that I’d decided to start this blog for ‘personal reasons’. Well, I feel like writing about those ‘personal reasons’ might act as a form of therapy for me! I mean, to be perfectly honest, I didn’t start this blog for anyone else other than me. I couldn’t care less if only 1 person reads it. I always feel like writing about things helps to release it from my mind and stops me from overthinking.

So, here we go!

When I was pregnant with Evie (in the third trimester to be precise) I started to become overwhelmed with anxiety. There was absolutely no reason for it – I just worried constantly about everything. I’d have thoughts like “this baby doesn’t need me, she’d be better off it being just her and Matty”, and “I don’t want her to turn out like me”. It consumed me for the last 3 months, right up until a few months after she was born.

To be completely honest, I chalked this up to being my hormones. I’d read that in the third trimester, your hormones are raging, and then obviously there’s the baby blues afterwards. So, I didn’t really think I needed any professional help. I just thought “it’ll go away in time”.

Wrong.

I went back to work after maternity leave and that was when I started to feel a little bit more normal. It was hard to begin with but after a couple of months, I finally felt like me again. I rarely worried and my anxiety levels went right down. But then, we decided that it was best for me to leave work, due to childcare problems. I had no issue with this at all – I wanted to be a stay-at-home Mam the minute I found out I was pregnant so it felt amazing to hand my notice in, knowing I’d be spending so much more time with Evie.

About 2 weeks into leaving work, my anxiety came back with a vengeance. I became super worried about taking Evie out, so I’d make excuses whenever I had made plans. I started eating less because I was so stressed out all the time, and lately, I’ve been waking up at 5:00am and can’t get back to sleep. I finally plucked up the courage 2 weeks ago to see the doctor. And I’m so glad I did! He diagnosed me with Generalised Anxiety Disorder – it felt amazing to have a name for what was wrong with me. I can actually be treated for it which means I can start feeling more human again in time.

At the minute, the mornings are the worst. I seem to wake up with a constant knot in my stomach, and I feel like I have this massive weight on my shoulders that I can’t shift. It’s not as simple as just changing my mindset when I wake up, because it feels like it’s constantly there from the minute I open my eyes. I just want to wake up and feel happy instead of dreading the day ahead and worrying about what might happen.

I have a follow-up appointment with my GP on Wednesday. I’m considering asking for some form of medication to see if it’ll help but I’m super scared of taking it. I’ve also referred myself to a therapist who I’ll also be speaking to on Wednesday, as the doctor believes some Cognitive Behavioural Therapy might do the trick.

It’s a slow process, and I know that. But it’s something I have to sort out for, not just Evie, but for Matt and my family. They’ve been the biggest support ever, and I can’t thank them enough for standing by me and letting my cry it out when I feel like it’s too much. I’ll be sure to update this blog on how it’s going, just incase someone out there is struggling like me. But like I said, I didn’t start the blog for anyone else but me as a way of getting things off my chest. If anyone needs advice though, then you know where I am 🙂