tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295579862593817242.post8395917476045678974..comments2023-03-22T18:24:53.003+00:00Comments on My Name Is Beth: Reasons to be CheerfulBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17752281328769945620noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295579862593817242.post-20173144090044164312010-04-02T07:52:39.556+01:002010-04-02T07:52:39.556+01:00Thanks ladies for your lovely words and support.
...Thanks ladies for your lovely words and support.<br /><br />Still struggling a bit but trying to look for some reasons to be cheerful everyday.<br /><br />Oh and sorry for the late appearance of the comments, I turned on comment moderation and it doesn't email me to let me know. I'll go and turn it off now ;)Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17752281328769945620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295579862593817242.post-90775517102669772322010-03-29T20:45:47.017+01:002010-03-29T20:45:47.017+01:00{{{{{{{{big fat hugs}}}}}}}}
Well done you for pu...{{{{{{{{big fat hugs}}}}}}}}<br /><br />Well done you for pushing yourself out of the deep dark water. I know too well what you mean - and it's bloody tough so I'm in major awe of your attitude. Jacob is indeed a major frickin' cutie - so glad he keeps you happy.<br /><br />Keep on truckin' lady. XAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295579862593817242.post-90141375777652575522010-03-27T12:34:52.718+00:002010-03-27T12:34:52.718+00:00Haven't got time to write much but just wanted...Haven't got time to write much but just wanted to say thanks for that post - I've been bawling my eyes out for the last hour due to lack of sleep but now I've caught some of your positivity so thank you! Hope you can continue to look on the bright side xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295579862593817242.post-7632700319369342962010-03-27T11:00:12.298+00:002010-03-27T11:00:12.298+00:00Big hugs Beth. I can relate, except that instead ...Big hugs Beth. I can relate, except that instead of sitting on the sofa crying, I stomp around the house muttering under my breath and banging cupboards. If it weren't for Jake I'd be an utter misery. It does get easier though. I remember how hard everything still felt at 12 months. I remember that feeling of knowing I was a good Mummy but wanting to be a happy Mummy. Now I think I'm a happy Mummy, but not a particularly happy person (I'm a downright grump with Paul). When does that balance come back?!Heartfulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12005260190867133282noreply@blogger.com