Here are the things I’d realistically like to achieve by the end of the year. This is my Blogging Bucket List.
By December I would like to have 500 followers on Facebook. This is the one social network I struggle with and have not even attempted to try and build yet. My FB page is growing slowly and organically and 500 is a nice figure in my mind!
By the end of my first year of blogging, I’d like to have 8000 followers on Twitter.
I would like to change my blog template before my one year anniversary. (Start of January)
I hope to have the illustrations completed for my first book. Yes, I’ve not mentioned it up until now but I am working on a book which I hope to publish in 2017.
I hope to have grown my Instagram to 1000 followers.
I hope to have written an additional 4 Guest Posts. So far I have done two.
I hope to be contacted by a PR/BRAND (and get a christmas gift for my daughter).
I hope to have made my initial contact with Medtronic (The company- I need to impress in order for them to miraculously agree to giving me a free Adrenal Pump in 2016) You never know! They just might if I keep growing my following and doing my best. It’s worth a shot!
I hope to have received the money for two posts I wrote in August that I’m still waiting to get paid for.
I hope to get published on THE MIGHTY- a popular website which posts articles written by people with chronic illness, health conditions and or disabilities. This may be very difficult to achieve but I’ll try
I hope to find the time to have a media pack made. Yep, I still have not done one but I hope to have this sorted by December at least.
To have found a sponsor to help cover the costs of attending the MumpreneurUK Conference in November. I just found out last week that I am a finalist in the Voice category and so it would be lovely to attend and stay in accommodation close by so I can split the day up and rest part way through and have somewhere to get ready for the awards etc.
his week we went to visit the Gruffalo Trail at Astley Park in Chorley. I was feeling well enough to go out and so we decided to go somewhere local as a family and make the most of the sunshine.
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The Gruffalo is a favourite book of mine and Sylvia’s and so it was great to visit the walled Garden, to look at the plants and flowers and search for characters from the Gruffalo story.
The gardens at Astley hall are free entry to the public and really quite beautiful. There are lots of different vegetable patches, trees and flowers growing and we had fun looking around and enjoying the area.
Sylvia had lots of fun looking for the snake, the owl and fox.
I gave her my cell phone and she ran around the gardens looking for the characters and taking photos.
Being unwell over the last three years I have not been on many outings with my family. Generally John and Sylvia go and I stay home but today I was well enough to enjoy my time.
It was great to take photos of Sylvia myself and be behind the camera for once. I really enjoyed it.
I’ve been using an adrenal pump for 4 weeks now and although I will always be unwell to some extent, I could not believe we got to go out and have such fun together.
I have had an improvement with nausea and dizzyness and little pain. I am still tired and cant walk too far but I managed really well with lots of rests on the benches.
it’s so fantastic going places with your child and seeing them have fun. I’m so used to staying behind and writing about it from the bed. This was a special adventure.
We found a wonderful big gruffalo at the end of the adventure. Sylvia gave the twig creature a big hug.
For our adventure out Sylvia wore a love heart patterned dress from the George collection at Asda
I really do love this dress. It is really pretty and colourful all at once.
We are experimenting at the moment with clothing and Sylvia style blog posts and I’m working out the direction to take them. Today I thought it would be great to combine a style post with an adventure.
This dress has netting underneath to help the dress puff out and when the wind blew it really did puff out and Sylvia loved it.
I really do love dresses and so does Sylvia and at the moment, it really excites me. I never felt this way about clothes before, but I love to dress my daughter in pretty and stylish clothes and love to see photos whether they are taken by me or my husband.
It can be really fun. I think I’m beginning to discover a hidden passion. I guess when your so unwell you can barely think and plan you kind of have a clouded brain and it’s hard to know what you like or feel passionate about much.
But I’m feeling passion. I’m enjoying little moments again. I still have a long way to go and my future is about managing this condition rather than getting rid of it.
I have to save up for my own adrenal pump and eventually we will have more “normal” moments like this.
It’s just so exciting. I hope we can go out again in a few days when I’ve rested enough. This is super cool. I love Sylvia’s dress for this post and the day was great.
It was a lovely day and I’m pleased I could share this with all my readers.
I’m happy to be back blogging after a 10 day break and excited to make some great content during the holidays.
The Gruffalo trail was fun and something I’d recommend.
Falsely accused by family services of being in a mental hospital.
Told I did not have an education.
That I only fed my child cheese.
Accused of being unfit to parent.
Based on lies and the imaginative stories of one social worker.
My child was gone.
I was a mother, fighting for the truth. Fighting every day.
Writing, using my education and knowledge.
Fighting, an unfamiliar court system and Family Services.
I had never been in a psychiatric unit.
I knew how to raise and teach young children.
Yet the stories were so damming and believable.
Not to me but to those in authority.
I fought hard, morning, evening and night.
Writing, arguing, correspondence.
A Mother fighting a grave injustice.
I never stopped.
9 months later the truth was known.
My child was ordered home.
Given money to go to Butlins.
What kind of apology was that?
9 months was stolen!
9 months not knowing.
Adoption was on the cards.
I cried every day.
Christmas was hard.
Mothers Day was harder.
Not being able to celebrate my child’s birthday.
Being treated like a criminal.
Being accused of unspeakable things.
Laying in my child’s bed crying and praying to have her home.
Desperately trying to reveal the truth.
9 months apart when Family Services learned of the mistakes they had made.
I got my child back.
We moved on with our lives.
I had counselling and grew stronger.
Met the man of my dreams. Non absuive, kind, loving. A brilliant husband and step father.
Eventually married a third time but this was different.
I was happy. Free to fly, to reach my dreams.
Instead I collapsed.
Diagnosed with Adrenal Insufficiency Bed and wheelchair bound.
I had my child back but was not well.
The stress had contributed to my Adrenal failure.
I still had a fight to win.
A complaint. A government Investigation into “What went wrong”.
Why a social worker had lied and exaggerated.
Why I had been accused of terrible things, of being in a mental hospital.
I fought for two more years and the truth came out.
Typing from the bed, I fought at all stages.
My arguments hundreds of pages.
More work than a Thesis.
More work than any University degree.
As if I was fighting a huge court case all by myself.
And then it happened.
Family Services admitted a grave injustice.
They said sorry, verbally and in writing.
90 Complaints upheld and proven.
A huge apology.
But no acknowledgement of the effect on my health.
I had my golden ticket.
A letter of apology to my 5 year old child.
How does that help the scars, the pain, the emotional effects?
How does that help pay medical costs?
How does that help with my child’s separation anxiety?
Something she never had before she was wrongly taken away?
and so I am here.
A Mother once more, but a sick Mother. Fighting once more. This time for better medical treatment.
No more abuse, no more teaching, no more courts, just hospitals and waiting times and appointments.
So I blog.
But I am more than someone in bed. I am a blogger, a brilliant blogger, an Award Winning Blogger. I write about lifestyle, family fun, about being mum!
And People read!
I win the Mumpreneur Voice Award.
Me a Mother! A Fighter. A Mumpreneur, A professional blogger, A Britmum.
It feels great. I feel truly blessed.
I have my blog, a wonderful husband and a beautiful child. She is mine and she is mine for good.
The scars are still there.
But I have overcome.
All but my poor health.
And so the fight continues, to stand for what I believe. To try and get well. To get the best medical treatment and have the chance to be well, to raise my child the way I planned before our worlds were torn apart.
I want this chance. This opportunity. To swing in the park, to swim in the sea, to cook for my child and have energy.
It is possible. It is a matter of money.
So I now fight…. fight to get well, to get money to get well and to be the Mother I want to be.
The Brit Mum I am.
I’ll share, I’ll inspire and I’ll blog my hardest as this is the one thing which will help me reach my goal of managed health.
I may have been let down by government and services, but I wont let myself down.
We have had a few recent visits to London for medical reasons but it has not stopped us visiting a few fantastic clothing stores in London, doing some window shopping and visiting my all time favourite children’s clothing designer Rachel Riley.
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Sylvia loves dresses and I do too. We popped into a few stores between my blood tests and found some stunning clothing. We were visiting The London Clinic and it’s next to Marylebone street where there are some fantastic charity shops and designer stores.
We don’t have tons of money but I do still love to look at what there is and we treated Sylvia to one dress with Flamingos on it. Sylvia is planning to do a little photo shoot in it for the blog. She had a phase where she didn’t want to have photos but now she keeps asking when can I do more photo shoots. She enjoys wearing lovely clothes and having her Sylvia’s style pictures.
This yellow dress from Tesco was worn on our day in London, at hospital and visiting Marylebone Street which Sylvia found fun. Just looking at all the clothes and pottery and other items. I managed about 5 shops then had to go back to the hospital but it was fantastic fun.
I really don’t mind if Sylvia wears a dress from Tesco, Asda or a fancy shop in London, so long as she is comfortable and happy and we love the Tesco fnf clothing range. It’s fantastic. The dress was around £6 and went really well with Sylvia’s grey Clarks.