With no beating about the bush, let’s get stuck in to…




My wonderful son, Jacobi, turned 6 months old this week. This is the first blog post I’ve written since he’s been born. I haven’t set foot in a gym in 9 months. My mind will tell me I haven’t done much since September 2017 EXCEPT raise a baby… as if that is no mean feat (!).


What you see – “OMG she’s got her sh*t together!”

What I see – That one time when I worked out and had a hot cup of tea.


It’s so incredibly easy as a new mama to look at things you believe you are doing wrong, things you believe you could do better and things you are doing which simply don’t live up to the efforts of “Super Mum” (insert description here – you know what I mean!) whether she be at your local baby group or someone you follow on social media. We are conditioned to strive for the ever unachievable perfection, and the low self esteem which is felt at not reaching that unachievable goal, has become a cultural norm. As it’s National Eating Disorders awareness week, I will use an example of how women feel about their bodies to display this – 90% of women are unhappy with how their bodies look (www.statisticbrain.com). Now, do you think we are born with an inherent feeling of dissatisfaction with our bodies, or is it something that is learnt as the result of how women are displayed in the media, diet culture and the sexualisation of the female body? I think we can all agree that the latter is true. But going further on that topic will be saved for another post. What I’m trying to say is, please don’t compare yourself to others. You are your individual person, with your own individual baba and no two stories of new Motherhood will be the same. And remember, what you see on the outside (e.g. Supermum accomplishes all new Mama tasks with confidence, a smile on her face, and a fresh blow dry), is not always a true representative of the lived experience of that person.


  • Rule Number 2: LET GO OF THE “SHOULD’S”!


I feel like because it’s National Eating Disorders awareness week, I SHOULD be writing a post on eating disorders or body image. Yet alas, here I am writing a post on new Motherhood. In those early days of being a new Mama, your mind is probably going to be bombarded with an infinite number of “SHOULD’S”.


“I should turn up to my baby group happy, smiley and care free despite the fact that I got 2 hours sleep last night and smell of baby puke”


“I should feel the happiest I’ve ever felt in my entire life now that I have a little bundle of joy, and if I don’t feel this, or even worse feel sad or depressed, then there is something wrong with me”


“I should fit back into my pre pregnancy jeans by the time baba is 12 weeks old”


Oh, the list is endless (or certainly too long to list on this blog)! For me personally (at 6 months post baba), the strongest should is probably that I should have made more of an effort so far to get back to my pre pregnancy size. Instead, as I mentioned above, I haven’t even made it back to the gym yet. Yes, I take regular gentle exercise in the form of walking the doggies, but honestly, it’s been so flipping cold recently that even that has taken a bit of a dive! But I digress – all of these “should’s” are NOT facts. They are not a true expectation or rule which must be lived up to in order to qualify as a satisfactory mother, woman or person. As mentioned in rule number 1, all of these things are things that we have been socially conditioned to believe we must be or must live up to. And I fall short in this area. I want to always own that I have the exact same struggles as you do. Just because I’m a mental health advocate and I write blog posts about the mind and about feelings, doesn’t mean I’m perfect at looking after my mental health or practising good self care. I probably still tell myself things I “should” have done on a daily basis. Just like you, this is stuff I have to work at continually, and just like you, I will make mistakes which I will have to pick myself up from, rectify or learn from. And to finish this rule, there will be women out there who really are smashing all of these “should’s”. They’re “doing everything right” and are feeling the best they ever have. Good for them. It does not mean these women are better than you, but we should be congratulating them and feeling happy for them instead of feeling envy and a feeling of being “less than”.




This rule builds on rules number 1 and 2. I was going to describe this positive outlook as “if at the end of the day your baby’s needs have been met, she’s fed, warm and clean then you’ve done a good job”, but after a little bit of thought I believe that statement to be incorrect for a number of reasons. Firstly, there are probably going to be days when baby doesn’t eat enough (for whatever reason) and there are also probably going to be days when you’re so flipping tired you forget to change a nappy for x number of hours or just don’t have the physical or mental strength to tackle bath time. There are also probably babies out there where all of their physical needs are being met, but their emotional needs of love and attention (which I argue, are just as important as physical needs) are being somewhat neglected. I might add, and in hope of not sounding repetitive, that we are all human and we are all going to fall short on some days. May I encourage you, that babies are much more robust than we think they are, and if they go a day missing a feed or a day where they get plonked infront of the TV and don’t get much human interaction, they will be ok. Obviously I am not referring to physical or emotional neglect where there is a prolonged period of needs not being met. But, on a lighter note, I’m talking about looking at those little positives, on a daily basis, one day at a time. If you had a shower today, count it as a WIN! If you got out of bed today, count it as a WIN! Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying spend the rest of your life aiming to only achieve getting out of bed (or similar), but more to just be ESPECIALLY kind to yourself in those first few days, weeks and months of being a new Mama. Your whole world has just been turned upside down. You have a new aspect to your whole identity. Don’t rush yourself. Take things slowly. Be kind to yourself. You deserve it.



Whether that’s your relationship with your partner, your relationship with your friends or other relationships! All of a sudden, you are thrown into a situation where a real life human (yes, that’s a real life human being!) is totally dependent on you 24 hours a day for all their needs to be met. Not only this, but this human is one that you spent 9 months creating in your womb from a little wormy type thing to fully fledged human being (I know I’m repeating the human being thing, but I used to fail at looking after a plant so to acknowledge that I now look after a human being still blows my mind). What I’m trying to say is, you probably feel like without a doubt, your baba is your number one relationship in life. When you love someone so much, and they take up so much of your time, it can be easy to forget about the other relationships in your life. Your partner especially, who may have previously occupied that number one spot in terms of affection and time, may be left feeling slightly bewildered and confused that they are no longer your number one priority. I know it may feel like a chore (or it has done to me!), but make sure you spend time and effort on maintaining a good relationship with your partner. Maybe you don’t have time for that weekly date night anymore, but maybe even just once a month, get a babysitter and go out for dinner (or other date) with your partner. Not only will you both benefit from it, but baba will benefit from her parents getting along too. Secondly, your friends! Friendships are so important in that they provide love, support, nurture, fun and so much more. It’s not healthy to seek to have all your emotional needs met by one person (your partner), and friends are there to not only help you with that but also provide a different kind of relationship to the one you have with your partner which is special in its own way. Making friends with other new Mamas is a great way to get support and not feel alone on this new journey. You can share the good times, the bad times and the times inbetween. And obviously don’t forget your long time mates! Don’t see having an afternoon or evening away from baba to see your girls as selfish; by nurturing your relationships, you are nurturing yourself, which is going to allow you to be the best Mama you can be.


  • Rule number 5: If you don’t follow the above rules, it’s ok. Just LOVE your baby, and DO YOUR BEST.


I don’t really feel like this rule needs an explanation. The most important thing you can do is to love your baba and do your best. And remember, love is not always a feeling, it is a choice. There may be some people reading this who are going through postnatal depression. Symptoms of PND can be not feeling attached to your baby, and feeling like every day is an ever more difficult struggle to cope. If that’s you, the best thing you can do for you and your baby is seek support. There are a number of charities, such as Best Beginnings and PANDAS, which provide support for mums with PND. If you think you may be suffering with PND, ring the PANDAS helpline on 0843 28 98 401. If you need urgent help, please call 999.


Throughout all the highs and lows of these first few months, I encourage you to ENJOY your baby. Each new stage brings new difficulties and delights (current difficulty – teething! Argh!), but there’s that age old saying that you don’t get these moments back, and I truly believe in that sayings underlying mantra to enjoy the present moment. Now, at 6 months, and at the beginning of the weaning process with my little man, I sometimes wish I could go back to those first few gruelling weeks of trying to get to grips with breastfeeding, which at the time I thought were horrendous! I can’t believe how quickly time is going. And no, maybe I haven’t “achieved” as much as some other mums with 6 month olds. But my story is that I feel a love I did not know was possible, and have been given a sense of purpose and meaning that has utterly changed my life in the most positive way.


I find it hard to affirm myself; let alone to declare it on the internet, but hey – I’m smashing this Motherhood thing! I encourage you to feel the same. And remember, no matter what you do, to your baby, you are perfect.


Stay strong Mamas xxx



Social media. What’s so great about it? It’s arguable that social media plays a vital role in business marketing in todays society, and that the “networking” social media provides is key to success on both a personal and professional level. But what part does it play on a day to day basis for average folk like you and me? It seems that when we view someones “feed” or “timeline” we are met with a barrage of smiling faces, luxurious locations and general happiness and joy. But here’s the question… is it real?

What is the truth behind this photo?

Above is a picture of myself from September last year. What story do you think this picture tells? One might believe it is a picture of a pretty girl on a boat who is happy, joyous, free and loving life. She has a lot of things going for her and hasn’t got a care in the world.

Well this description would be a lie.

The girl in the photo was admitted into a mental hospital just a few short weeks after this picture was taken.

Now, this picture wasn’t posted on social media last year. I’ll be the first to admit that I officially “suck” at social media. For example, Instagram has been huge for over 5 years now. A quick look at my profile shows less than 15 posts. When I question myself as to the reasons behind my lack of social media prowess, the first two things that come to mind are: “I’m just a private person” and “I’m lazy”. The truth is, both of these statements do indeed have some contribution towards my social media usage. But the main reason? Gulp, the truth is – I’m insecure. There, I’ve said it. Now we all know if we look deep inside ourselves that most human beings on this Earth experience insecurity. But to admit it? To another human being? Pah! Don’t be silly. And that’s one of the key issues of social media today – you don’t see the struggles, the tears or the everyday battles thatlife brings. What you see is a world that only consists of smiles, laughter, good times and good lighting. And when you look at these images/videos/posts and feel like your life doesn’t live up to it? Bang. Insecurity.


A great quote from psychologytoday.com sums this up: “The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel.”


An important note; I am not saying social media is the devil and is the sole reason behind the worldwide epidemic of insecurity in our society. On a personal level, I will tell you now there are much deeper reasons for my insecurity than Facebook or Instagram! But for the sake of this post, let’s explore insecurity AND social media further.

The English dictionary definition of insecurity is “uncertainty or anxiety about oneself”. Now I believe that in relation to social media usage, this insecurity can lead to two opposing affects. The first is an attempt to combat the insecurity by seeking validation through posts which display social desirability (for example – happiness, attractiveness, success). The second is to simply not post at all, in fear of not fitting in with the social media defined “norms”.


A photo of my wonderful family on my birthday – I considered uploading it to Instagram, but didn’t – why?

Here is a photo from my 25th birthday last month.  The story behind the picture is that I had the most lovely evening – I felt truly loved, grateful and happy. Now I’ll admit that “let’s take a photo!” is not one of the first thoughts that comes to my mind as I’m living my day to my life. Infact, I do wish I took more photos, as they are such a fantastic way to capture memories of life and loved ones. However, on this occasion, I had truly had such a great time and birthday that the idea of a photo sprung to mind. In the taxi on the way home, I looked at the image and thought about posting it onto my Instagram account. Then something hit me. It felt a little like a shortness of breath. A lump in my throat, maybe. And then the thought came into my mind… “You look like crap”. Woah, I need to take a breath a second because typing at this level of honesty is slightly anxiety provoking (!). Ok, here goes. The truth is, when I looked at this happy occasion photo, the selfish beast by the name of Insecurity crept its ugly head and immediately told me that – I – was not good enough. And why was I labeling myself this way? It was because I hadn’t preened my hair and make up and, at 6 months pregnant, I had definitely expanded somewhat from my pre-pregnancy size. I must mention here, that I feel truly blessed that while I was out for this meal with my family, these insecurities did not cross my mind. But it has not always been that way. I wince slightly when I recall the times that insecurity crippled me every second of the day, both when I was alone and with others. I remember when every day I didn’t want to leave the house because I didn’t want others to see how “disgusting” I was – both on the inside and the outside. So I thank God that that is not my story today. But it does get hard. Some days are just “right” and I just feel at peace with myself and with the world. Other days, the insecurity can feel crippling and I can feel like that teenage girl who just wanted to hide from herself and from the world. Just the other week, I was at a social occasion where I’m pretty sure 90% of the women were a size 6/size 8 (I am a size 10 pre-pregnancy). That niggling “You’re not good enough” voice crept into my head and for whatever reason on that day I was lucky enough to hear the “Your dress size and body don’t define you!” voice in return, and carried on enjoying the experience.


Comparing myself with others tried to ruin how I felt about myself and ruin my day. It tried to ruin my SELF ESTEEM. And this, is what is at the core of the epidemic of social media and it’s relationship to insecurity. And so the question arises, what can be done to combat this problem? I feel like I truly have so much more I could write on this topic, but I’m aware of the length of this post already. If you’ve enjoyed reading and would like to read more on specific areas of social media and insecurity (for example – body image, monetary/financial success or popularity) please do let me know. I wish and hope for education in self esteem to be taught in our schools and in our society. Even more so, I wish that the current values and morals of our society would change from being totally self-focused, image based, greed-loving ideals to things that really matter like love, relationships and helping others. So often it can feel like a battle that can’t be won when you think to yourself, “What can I do?”. Well, I know what I can do is to try and live each day according to my values and trying to be a better person. One person can’t change the whole world but one person’s whole world could be changed as a result of the LOVE received from another human being. Love is what I strive for on a daily basis. God said that the greatest commandment is to “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind… And the second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself.”. And so I feel like to end this blog post, I want to reach out to anyone out there who struggles with crippling insecurity and who compares themselves and their lives to what they see on social media.


You are enough. Not as something you could be, but you, just as you are. Your worth is not dependent on anything that is exterior – the way you look, the size house you live in, the number of friends you have. Your worth lies intrinsically in who you are. You are worth something. You are loved. Even if you don’t feel it. You are no better and no worse than anyone else. You are ok, and you are you.


If you feel affected by insecurity and feel you need to speak with someone, please call The Samaritans on 116 123 if you’re in the UK or an equivalent self help hotline in your own country.

Hello everyone and welcome to my first blog post about pregnancy. I’m currently sat in bed suffering from severe post-cup of tea hot flush and wondering how I’m going to conceptualise 20 weeks of pregnancy into one short blog post. Alas, here goes…

So, I had my 20 week scan yesterday which I’m very pleased to report went totally smoothly. I have to say that on the way down to London I wasn’t feeling quite as laid back as my nerves-of-steel Husband, who was driving along mumbling something about upcoming work events. Now, I’m not saying I’m a “always think the worst” type or an eternal pessimist, but I like to be informed and aware of realistic risks or possible problems. I like to think I’m not the only Mummy-to-be who gets just a little nervous before each scan, especially before the oh-so-important 20-week stage developmental check up. Anyway, I feel very blessed that our little one is healthy and happy and wriggling around like crazy in there! Here I am, post-scan, outside the Fetal Medicine Centre on Harley Street, London.



When I set up this blog last week, I knew that I wanted to speak honestly and openly about mental health, both from my knowledge as a Psychology student, but more so from my own personal experience with mental health issues. However, I have to admit that sitting here right now with the prospect of sharing some of the innermost details of my life, I’m slightly terrified. Yes, I totally and utterly 100% believe in increasing mental health awareness and encouraging everyone to be able to talk about their own experiences with mental health. I will happily talk to anyone about the fact that I have struggled with mental health issues and that I’m actively engaged in talking therapies; but sharing the day to day details of living with what is classified as “a mental illness”, not only with one person, but on a social media platform, is NEW territory for me. And it’s scary. But hey, it’s ok for me to be a bit frightened. Infact, it would probably be weird if I wasn’t nervous. I’m a human being, just like all of you out there. I am not some mental health guru who always has it together and doesn’t make mistakes. Infact, I can sometimes still struggle with the fact that I have a mental health issue and just wish that I was “normal” like most of the population. Anyway, more on that another time.

So, pregnancy. I want to start off by saying that I have not spent the whole of my pregnancy with a massive smile on my face and wearing activewear as per the picture above. Infact, a lot of the time has been spent rather like the below selfie I took on my phone the other day.



It can be really hard in todays picture perfect instagrammed world to see a load of photos of pregnant women looking radiant and happy, working out in the gym even when they look like they’re about to pop, and eating all the “right” foods; when you’re feeling bloated and exhausted, haven’t moved much from the sofa in 2 days and have just finished off a tub of Ben and Jerry’s cookie dough. We all know that the key in life is BALANCE, but it’s hard when people often don’t talk about or post on social media about that balance and that it’s ok not to be “perfect” all the time! Yes, we should absolutely be trying to take the best care of ourselves we can when we’re carrying our little babas, but we’re also human and even despite our best efforts, we can fall short and things can be really, really tough. My personal experience so far has been that the first trimester brought about a few weeks of morning sickness nausea, immense tiredness and a skin breakout fit for a teenager. I didn’t go to the gym (at all) in fear of miscarriage and my food cravings lead to total aversion of a balanced diet and one too many dominoes pizzas. I had a few episodes of random crying, but most of the time my mood was pretty stable. All in all, my symptoms were totally manageable and by the second trimester I was feeling pretty much back to my “normal self” apart from still struggling a bit with ongoing tiredness. However, around week 16/ 17, I started to feel some of my symptoms were becoming a bit unmanageable. My emotions and mood became completely unpredictable and when they took a turn for the worse, they were very severe. My Husband saying the “wrong” thing would lead to me throwing something across the room and if I felt the dog ignored me it would send me into full blown hysteria that nobody loved me. Reading that aloud now, it sounds almost comical, but my truth at the time of such occurrences is that they are incredibly, incredibly painful and distressing. The “ridiculousness” of it all made it hard to talk about and lack of friends to talk to who have experienced pregnancy lead to me feeling very isolated and alone.

It was completely by chance, while browsing the internet looking at mental health charities for information for this blog, that I came across Best Beginnings, a UK based charity which specialises in maternal mental health from conception up to a child’s third birthday. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I came across their website; and as I browsed their pages and discovered their Baby Buddy app, I found information that other women also struggle with their mental health during pregnancy and there were videos of women saying they felt exactly how I felt! I was no longer alone.  It’s been about 3 weeks since I started experiencing severe mood swings and I’m so grateful for Best Beginnings and for the ongoing support I receive from my weekly therapy. I should of course also now mention my gratitude for my patient and long suffering Husband who is in the front line when dealing with my emotional outbursts. I do hope and pray that the severity of my mood swings calms down. But I also understand that I have absolutely NO control over what my hormones are doing in my body right now, and there’s the possibility that my mood may remain unpredictable. All I can do is my best, to get the support that I need and to MANAGE my emotions as best I can. That’s all any of us can do.

If you are pregnant and struggling with the hormonal changes and their effect on your mood and emotions, please know you are not alone. There are thousands of women out there who are feeling exactly the same and who are struggling to come to terms with not feeling in control of their emotions. Please reach out for help. Whether that’s to a loved one, a friend, a mental healthy charity or a mental health professional. It’s ok to say you’re finding pregnancy hard.

Thank you so much for reading this blog post. Please let me know if you have found this at all helpful and if there are any particular topics you’d like to hear more on. Below are some pictures of my day yesterday when I went for the scan. I hope you all have a great weekend!


Harley Street

My fave thing about going to Harley Street… 2 minute walk away is Lululemon AND Natural Kitchen!

One of my fave dining destinations. Please can they open one in Oxfordshire.

My delicious lunch (please excuse random lady’s head by my lime/mint water)

Good morning everyone and Happy Easter! My name’s Kate and I’ve started this blog partly as procrastination from my dissertation… no, no, in all seriousness… I’ve started it because I feel passionate about challenging attitudes towards mental health and emotional wellbeing. A lot of progress has been made in recent years thanks to the likes of mental health awareness charities such as Mind and Rethink Mental Illness. You’ve probably heard of campaigns such as Time to Change or Heads together, which is next weekends London Marathon Charity of the Year and is supported by the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge and Prince Harry. However, the question arises as to whether CHANGE is actually occurring within our culture and among our society. Do we think its okay to not be okay?

Sadly, it seems we still have a long way to go, with 9 out of 10 people who are going through a mental health problem experiencing stigma and discrimination (Time to Change, 2017). Now, I’m just going to stop right there and highlight the words “mental health problem”. Personally, I find this slightly stigmatising in itself. To me, a problem is something negative which needs to be fixed into a positive solution. I also feel that “mental health problem” gives the image of something that is easily noticeable, such as someone going through severe depression who won’t get out of bed or someone who has schizophrenia and is experiencing hallucinations and hearing voices. It’s for this reason that I like to talk about mental health AND emotional wellbeing, which I pretty much see as the same thing.

I certainly don’t think mental health is a dirty word, however, I feel people may be more open to and find it easier to relate to their emotional wellbeing and how this is something that we can ALL struggle with in our lives. We’re not robots. We’re not made of stone. We are emotional beings who have the ability to feel love, anger, sadness, joy and so much more.

Feeling like a failure cause you didn’t manage to snag that job interview or get into your university of choice? IT’S OKAY. Feeling lonely and hit harder than you expected since your best friend moved away? IT’S OKAY. Feeling insecure about yourself in our current age of instagram perfection and celebrity culture? IT’S OKAY.

It’s okay to not be okay. It doesn’t make you any less of a person. It makes you human. No worse and no better than anyone else. I hope that this blog could reach even just one person who feels different or less than or alone… and give them a glimmer of hope. You are not weak. You are not defective. You can get through this. I believe in you.

I hope you’ve enjoyed my first blog post. I’m just going to let you in on a little secret, which is I have absolutely NO idea what I’m doing in regards to having a blog (I honestly didn’t realise how complicated it is; respect to all you bloggers out there). But hey… IT’S OKAY (!) to not be perfect!



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