A New Year A New Approach..

Day 493 in my miracles life

The feeling of going round and round in circles was killing me.

No seriously, i cant take this anymore.  I want my mind to begin healing and i want to make myself whole again for my baby girl.  She is just beginning to develop her personality, to really take on board the world around her, to expore and as we all know at this age to begin mimicking our behaviors.

So when i realised the other week that i was getting no where in terms of healing my mind from my past, when i realised that my depression was still consuming me and everything that i had inside of me, i realised that it was time for a new approach.

When i began taking the anti depressants they worked wonders for me.  The anger subsided and i felt on top of the world.  Little did i realise then that the tablets were just a bandaid, a temporary fix for something that runs so much deeper.  I need to talk about my past, i need to learn how to leave it in the past and i need to learn how to be a grown up.  To release my mind from my 11 year old self and become an adult, become someone who knows who she is and where she stands in this world. To accept that my mother isnt here and that i am a strong woman even though she cant be here to support me.

And to get me through that process i need help.  I cant do it alone.

And the head doctor i was seeing wasnt helping.  She was simply listening to the ‘now’ and not helping me through the past.  Giving me names for all my issues rather then tools to help me get through them… So i decided to change.

I am now seeing a Christian Councillor and within the first ten minutes of talking to her i knew she was going to be able to help me, and in fact the the first hour of seeing her i believe i accomplished more than in the six months i was seeing the head doctor.

Not only is she sympathetic and understanding but she has a plan.  She spent the hour listening and writing and then before time was up she had not only given me tools to help cope and to help change my behaviours, but she had also layed down the ‘plan of attack’

She saw that i was a girl who needed direction, needed to know where i was headed and she gave me that.

And because of that i am now excited about 2012 and healing my mind, becoming whole and knowing that before i am 30 i will have a healed mind and be on my way to being the best possible mother i can be for my little miracle.

I am excited about 2012 – bring on the new year!

 

Learning to love myself for who i am

Day 488 in my miracles life

Its Christmas eve 4.28am.  I am sitting in front of my computer all torn up inside with excitment and anxiety for christmas and as i sit supposedly meant to be working on my book i start going through  my computer images and end up in the bathroom taking photos of myself in my sports gear once again.

I’m insane.

And all i want to do is love myself but as i look in the mirror and as i look at the images and the progress i have made over the past year instead of feeling proud i start telling myself i could have done better.

Why?

I mean, look at the photos, ive done fantastic…

December 2010 - December 2011

I’m 58kg 18 – 19% fat and i’m still not happy? I still think i can do better…

I have to fix this.

I have to fix whatever it is in my head that is telling myself i can do better.  I have to for my daughter…

I just dont want her growing up with a mother who isnt good enough for herself… Because i know what will happen – my poor daughter will grow up thinking she is not good enough – and i NEVER EVER want that to happen.

I want my george to love herself no matter what the mirror says.

I want her to love what she has achieved no matter how small.

I dont want her growing up feeling this way that i do, putting so much pressure on herself that she is never good enough.

I want her to believe in herself and know that she is perfect in gods image just the way she is.

*sigh*

Why isnt this good enough?

October 2011 - December 2011

Help Me….

what do you do when the tears wont stop flowing?

what do you do when you dont know who you are or what you want from this life?

what do you do when the pain of your past wont let you see the light of tomorrow?

what do you do when the only reason you are here is one little girl?

what do you do?

how do you save yourself?

 

Somedays i wonder if can really overcome this…

Day 458 in my miracles life

Today is bad.  Its bad.  I feel bad.  I am losing myself again and i just dont know if i can overcome this or get through this.

I have lost the words inside of me, i have lost the motivation in my heart, i am so lost down a deep dark tunnel of self hate of self loathing i just dont know how to fix it.
How do i fix this?

How do i figure out how to overcome my past and learn to love myself.

How on earth is my daughter going to learn to love herself if her own mother cant face the world without believing she is nothing but a speck of dirt?

When will the tears dry up and when will i be whole again?

I need help.  More help than what i am getting.

I need someone to pull me aside and tell me its going to be ok…  That my mind will be healed – - it just may take time.

Body, mind and soul love – One year ago…

Day 415 in my miracles life

I had a goal, i have had many goals over the past year, all of which were achieved except one.  This one.  I wanted so much for my birthday, a year after i took the first post pregnancy photo of myself, to be the day that i hit a goal, to get to the magical number i had been pushing myself so hard to get to.

And while i didnt get to that magical number, i did get somewhere.

A year ago i looked into the mirror and hated what i saw.  A year ago today i took a photo of myself and promised myself that i would not look like that this time next year, and you know what, i dont.  It was hard, it still is hard, but when i look in the mirror i actually find myself proud of what i have achieved.

I didnt reach the magical numbers, but this morning as i ran on the treadmill i realised that tomorrow is another day, and simply because i failed to make the numbers this week, on this day, doesnt mean anything – it just means that i must wake up to a new day and push myself a little harder eat time i hit the gym, it simply means that no matter what i have to make myself accountable for what goes into my mouth and no matter what i have to know that while i didnt achieve the goal i set out to, i still achieved something amazing, and the next time i take a photo of myself – i will not only be further that my origional goal, but i will know that i can.

No matter what there is no cant, no wont, nothing but i can and i will….

I am the road runner – catch me if you can!

Body, Mind and Soul Love

Day 409 in my miracles life

I failed *sigh*

I didnt make it thought the weekend without eating things i shouldnt have before bed last night.

I really hate myself this morning for it.

Where did my motivation go?

*sigh*

Why? Why cant i just feel the need not to eat sweet food?  Is it an emotional thing?  I am trying to work out this morning if my eating is connected to something…

I sat there thinking about not eating and instead of grabbing the diet jelly i grabbed a bag of dates, then i decided to bake with the dates…

I am a worry, a real worry…. And i guess today i will just have to get out there and make sure i do an extra set of push ups – but then that really doesnt make up for it, it doesnt solve the underlying issue i am trying to break does it?

*sigh*

I can’t believe this is happening to me – of all people…

Day 401 in my miracles life

I am on the verge of a panic attack… My heart is racing and i cant breath.  I should be writing, that is why i got up so early, but in my distracted state i started bog hopping and found a site.  A site that lists the symptoms of post natal depression…

How come i didnt realise sooner?  How come this is happening to me, of all people, how come i am not more greateful for what i have, how come my mind has gone into over drive and now i am stuck in a sleepless world of condusion, anxiety and depression.

I am trying, God hear me i am trying, but maybe it isnt hard enough, maybe i am just not good enough for this fight….

All i sit here thinking is why did this happen to me and how on earth did i let it get so bad, how did i not see the signs, how could i not have known earlier?  How come no one else saw it, how come i am all alone in my fight?

I dont know how to explain it, i dont know how to fix it, i dont know how to reach out in a world where no one understands, where i feel like i am being judged to the extreme?

I ask God for help every night, and i know that my prayers will be answered because right now, faith is all i have to hold on to, faith and the look in my daughters eyes as i slowly learn that i am enough for her – no matter who i am.

The List… As found on postpartumprogress.org

  • You feel overwhelmed.  Not like “hey, this new mom thing is hard.”  More like “I can’t do this and I’m never going to be able to do this.”  You feel like you just can’t handle being a mother.  In fact, you may be wondering whether you should have become a mother in the first place. TICK
  • You feel guilty because you believe you should be handling new motherhood better than this.  You feel like your baby deserves better.  You worry whether your baby can tell that you feel so bad, or that you are crying so much, or that you don’t feel the happiness or connection that you thought you would.  You may wonder whether your baby would be better off without you. PARTIAL TICK
  • You don’t feel bonded to your baby.  You’re not having that mythical mommy bliss that you see on TV or read about in magazines.
  • You can’t understand why this is happening.  You are very confused and scared. TICK
  • You feel irritated or angry.  You have no patience.  Everything annoys you.  You feel resentment toward your baby, or your partner, or your friends who don’t have babies.  You feel out-of-control rage. PARTIAL TICK,rage directed at husband not baby (poor man)
  • You feel nothing.  Emptiness.  You are just going through the motions. TICK
  • You feel sadness to the depths of your soul.  You can’t stop crying, even when there’s no real reason to be crying. TICK, i never thought i could feel pain as deep as the pain in my soul – but i have
  • You feel hopeless, like this situation will never ever get better.  You feel weak and defective.  You feel like a failure. TICK
  • You can’t bring yourself to eat, or perhaps the only thing that makes you feel better is eating.
  • You can’t sleep when the baby sleeps, nor can you sleep at any other time.  Or maybe you can fall asleep, but you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t go back to sleep no matter how tired you are.  Or maybe all you can do is sleep and you can’t seem to stay awake to get the most basic things done.  Whichever it is, your sleeping is completely screwed up, and it’s not just because you have a newborn. TICK I was waking 6-7 times a night
  • You can’t concentrate.  You can’t focus.  You can’t think of the words you want to say.  You can’t remember what you were supposed to do.  You can’t make a decision.  You feel like you’re in a fog. TICK
  • You feel disconnected.  You feel strangely apart from everyone for some reason, like there’s an invisible wall between you and the rest of the world. TICK
  • Maybe you’re doing everything right.  You are exercising.  You are taking your vitamins.  You have a healthy spirituality.  You do yoga.  You’re thinking “Why can’t I just get over this?”   You feel like you should be able to snap out of it, but you can’t. TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK
  • You might be having thoughts of running away and leaving your family behind.  Or you’ve thought of driving off the road, or taking too many pills, or finding some other way to end this misery.  Or you may have thoughts of harming others.I dont want to answer this, just know that i would never hurt anyone and that when i look at my baby, she saves me in ways i could never repay her for.
  • You know something is wrong.  You may not know you have a perinatal mood or anxiety disorder, but you know the way you are feeling is NOT right.  You think you’ve “gone crazy”.
  • You are afraid that this is your new reality and that you’ve lost the “old you” forever. TICK
  • You are afraid that if you reach out for help people will judge you.  Or that your baby will be taken away.
  • Your thoughts are racing.  You can’t quiet your mind.  You can’t settle down.  You can’t relax. TICK
  • You feel like you have to be doing something at all times.  Cleaning bottles.  Cleaning baby clothes.  Cleaning the house.  Doing work.  Entertaining the baby.  Checking on the baby. TICKTICKTICKTICK
  • You are worried.  Really worried.  All. The. Time.  Am I doing this right?  Will my husband come home from his trip?  Will the baby wake up?  Is the baby eating enough?  Is there something wrong with the baby that I’m missing?  No matter what anyone says to reassure you it doesn’t help. TICKTICKTICK
  • You may be having disturbing thoughts.  Thoughts that you’ve never had before.  Thoughts that make you wonder whether you aren’t the person you thought you were.  They fly into your head unwanted and you know they aren’t right, that this isn’t the real you, but they terrify you and they won’t go away.  These thoughts may start with the words “What if …” TICK
  • You are afraid to be alone with your baby because of the thoughts.  You are also afraid of things in your house that could potentially cause harm, like kitchen knives or stairs, and you avoid them like the plague.
  • You have to check things constantly.  Did I lock the door?  Did I lock the car?  Did I turn off the oven?  Is the baby breathing? TICKTICKTICK
  • You may be having physical symptoms like stomach cramps or headaches, shakiness or nausea.  You might even have panic attacks. TICK
  • You feel like a captive animal, pacing back and forth in a cage.  Restless.  On edge. TICK

I dont know what my ‘triggers’ are i dont know why this week i have gone from being ok to not… I dont know why all of a sudden i am in a lul again, why i am having to fight the fight with everything inside of me, i dont know why this is happening to me, and some days, most days, i feel like i am in a world where no one understands, where they think that i am simply in a ‘bad mood’ or that i should ‘snap out of it’

But no matter how hard i keep trying, i just cant ‘snap out of it’ and the anxiety that stems from that alone… Well, i am here having a panic attack when i should be writing my book…

I need a new Challenge…

Day 399 in my miracles life

I keep searching and searching for something that i will never find, or maybe that i am just not ready to find yet… I am so used to living with a goal, so used to knowing what i am heading toward that the unknown of the future scares me to death… Is the source of my depression, my trigger yesterday.

So its not a long long term goal, but it is a goal, something for me to focus on over the next 18 days….

I want to, no i WILL break the binge habit, and on my 29th birthday i WILL love the reflection i see when i stand in my bathers in front of the mirror…

It will be one year after i took this image…

I was 73kg and 29% fat…

In 18 days my goal is to be 58kg and 18% fat

I want so desperately to achieve number 21 on my 30 before 30, and while i KNOW it is not what is on the outside, i also know that my bad binging habit is something that needs to be broken, that cant be passed onto my baby girl…

Bad habits are like a comfortable bed, easy to get into, but hard to get out of. Proverb

Sometimes its still hard…

Day 396 in my miracles life

I guess i thought once i was on anti depressants that it would just get easier and easier and i guess now that i think about it i never expected it to still be hard some days. But it is.

It is a fight, a constant fight against my mind and will.

There are good days, there are great days, there are days when i feel like the world has an ocean of possibilities for me like i could do anything…

And then there are mondays… Where i feel guilty for over eating on the weekend, where i feel torn between my great ideas and actually putting them into place, almost like mondays are the days where i stop my dreams becoming reality, where i sit down and wonder why i cant restrain myself from over eating on the weekends and why im not good enough for myself…

Why is it a constant battle?  Why cant i just dream the dream and have the courage to put it into place?

What is holding me back?

And why oh why oh why do i always over eat on the weekends? Maybe mondays would simply be better if i could eliminate the negative feelings i feel when i over eat… Or more simply – if i could just stop myself from over eating….

Body, mind and soul love..

Day 369 in my miracles life

Starting today i am begining a 21 day diet… Not just a food diet, but a mind and soul diet as well.

We all know i have my Operation Body Love part of my life, constantly working to fall in love with my body and know that it is what is on the inside that counts – being healthy…

Since i have reached my goal weight i have found that i am loosing motivation and that in the midst of the yoyo effect i have created a really bad baking and binging habit on weekends… So to be honest with you the main goal of this ‘diet’ is mostly to break that habit and create a new one where i am eating foods that i can happily eat on the weekends as well, creating a way of living rather than starving myself during the week and only eating the ‘good’ stuff on the weekends.

As for my mind and soul… I am making over that part of my life as well… While i am loosing the 2kg and 2% body fat that i want to loose, i am going to be working on getting myself and my now miss one OUT of the house! Yes you heard right, this week i am going to make an effort to get us OUT!  We are going to create two new habits within my 21 day challenge and hopefully in a few months i will have made both of us some valuable friendships ;)

On mondays we are going to go to the libary for story time, and on thursday we are going to play group… No really – i am going!

You see i have said i am going to be going for about two months now, but every time i get a chance i make an excuse, i dont know why, i guess i am scared to put myself out there, worried that people wont like us…  But it is time… I cant keep us both sheltered from the world forever….

We are going to be healthy happy social butterflies…

Faith is the daring of the soul to go farther than it can see. William Newton Clarke