Throw kindness around like confetti.
I write this post as I sit on the toilet with tears streaming down my face. I don’t write this for sympathy or as means to get attention. I felt the need to write this post because I know there are so many people out there that struggle like I am and I don’t think enough people talk about it. They may not be cancer survivors like me but they may have crones, ulcerative colitis, fibromyalgia or osteoporosis . These are just some of many silent ailments that people struggle with each day. I have had the pleasure of inviting a lot of new people into my life over the past year which I am so grateful for but most of these people do not know my full story. So here is a condensed version of my last four years to catch you up before I go onto why I am really writing this post. My health gradually declined in subtle ways during my pregnancy with Isobel, around her first birthday things really started gaining speed and by the time she was 15 months old I was going to the bathroom up to 2