Being a Mam is hard, being a Mam to a child with special needs is even harder, but one thing the majority of us Mams have in common is how we often put our own health on the back burner.
You see, parenting is hard, parenting is all consuming and often times the last thing you need to be worrying about is getting sick or having health issues of your own, so if you’re anything like me you tend to put those little health niggles to the back of your mind.
But, here’s your wake up call, because I’m after getting mine.
You see in my case since Noah came along, his health and well-being has been my number one priority, I went to the doctor when it was absolutely necessary I.e smears, mental health issues etc, but for the most part if I had a niggling pain or ache I would wait and hope that it would go away of it’s own accord.
Until recently, when after ignoring my body for months, I’m now realising after attending the doctor that I may have a serious problem with my blood pressure, and I’ll be honest it’s after scaring the shite out of me!
Now, this isn’t meant to be a blog that scares you, but if that’s the only way I can make you realise how important your own health is, then so be it.
The thing is, and no matter how much I hate using sayings,
You can’t take care of others, if you don’t take care of yourself first
And it’s so true, believe me.
So, I suppose this blog is my opportunity to make sure you don’t make the same mistakes as me when it comes to you health.
If there’s something niggling at you, a lump or a bump you’re concerned about, a sense that you’re just not in the peak of your health or even the general check up you’ve been putting off, especially those smears, then nows the time to make that appointment.
Don’t do it for yourself, do it for those you care for, your children.
And whilst the chances of there being anything serious wrong are slim, at least if there is you’re taking the first step in getting your health back on track.
In the meantime I’m off to get this blood pressure under control, which I’m beginning to wonder is it because I have a teenager under my roof?
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