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Accomplishments

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It’s been some time hasn’t it? Even my husband keeps asking me when am I going to write again. Truth is I just haven’t had the words to write, yet so much is going on. Writers block I guess.

I don’t know if you who don’t personally know me, know that I’m pregnant again, 8 months in fact! We’re going to have two under two...crazy! I won’t be having anymore in a hurry or at all if I get my way. I’ve struggled this time around, it’s been very painful and stressful. We got told that she was measuring small so I have been having scans every 2 weeks but I’m happy to say that the last 2 scans she has grown and gone above the bottom line woohoo! I’ve also been suffering quite badly with my pelvis, I’m good with pain but crikey it’s not been comfortable at all. I also get very intense braxton hicks most nights, so much so there have been a few occasions we have thought the hospital has been needed but I think I just know subconsciously that labour isn’t happening so I ride it out at home. I definitely can’t wait to meet her and feel comfortable again! 

Anyway, I was sat earlier thinking about how much we accomplish in our lives and how, for me anyway, I don’t realise it until a very long time afterwards. Like a flashback and the sudden realisation of ‘wow I can’t believe I got through that’ yet everyday I always feel anxiety about something but, touch wood, each day I get through it.

I sat there thinking about how I used to wish to be anyone else other than me, how I wanted a life that I wasn’t living. But now, now I wouldn’t trade mine for anything. There are aspects of my life I wish could be tweeked, more money, more confidence, more happy memories with my dad etc etc but my life has been and will be what it was and what I do with it. The pro list to my life is much greater than the con. 

I accept that tomorrow or the day after that might be harder than the day I’ve had today but I know that even if in that moment I feel the weight of a building on my chest, I’ll get through it and can look back in a months time and think ‘wow’ 

I guess since having a child and not being far away from having another I can see that accomplishments take place everyday, some bigger than others but they are there and we should be proud of ourselves for making them happen. 




Much love
Beth xx 

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