Despite Mia’s bubbly and happy exterior, she is a worrier. She worries about tiny things, big things, and everything in between. I often wonder why she an anxious child. Sometimes I blame myself, I wonder whether my own severe anxiety has somehow been inherited. I strongly believe that having a…

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I wake up anxious. I go to bed anxious. Every day is spent trying to be one step ahead, trying to avoid tears and tantrums. I often feel that despite appearing calm, I’m actually ferociously dreading water in an attempt to stay afloat. Before I even leave the house my mind…

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There’s no right or wrong way to talk to children about emotions, no standard, no rules. I was this way before the children came along, truth be told I don’t know what it’s like to not feel as I do. My children don’t know me any other way, they love…

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