It was a shock to find myself as a single mum with a newborn baby. It wasn’t part of life’s plan, it’s not as it should be, but it was our reality.
And I nearly blew it.
I had no idea what to do with a brand new baby and no maternal instinct kicked it to help me find my way through the minefield I suddenly found myself in. Whilst new motherhood should be one of the best times of your lives, it isn’t for many and it wasn’t for me.
It was tough going and for a while my ability to be an adequate mother was questioned, quite rightly, because I’d struggled to look after myself in the past. With the strain of parenting alone I fared no better. In fact, I did spectacularly badly.
With my health failing, I found myself under the watchful gaze of professionals. My biggest fear was that I would have no option but to consider adoption.
But I wanted my child with me despite my on-going struggles and the fact I knew I had a lot to learn when it came to caring for a child.
It took two years for me to really get my act together and by the skin of my teeth IJ wasn’t put up for adoption. We got through it but I came very close to losing her and I will never forget that. It taught me a lot and I hold her even tighter as a result.
Now, thanks to a lot of advice and support and my sheer bloody-mindedness to finally get this right no matter what, we are a fabulous little team.
I finally became a good enough mum.
But IJ will tell you I’m the best mum in the world and I’m not going to argue with that.
Together we did it. We got though the horrible stuff and came out the other side happier, healthier and facing an exciting future. Together.
The morale of this very long story cut short for the purpose of a blog post is that if I can do it anyone can. Trust me on that one.
This week’s gallery theme is: Mother love.
Now go off and love yourself just that little bit more. You’re doing a great job.