Welcome back to another installment of New Mum Stories. This week’s story is from a lovely lady called Helen. Helen contacted me asking if she could write a piece for my blog sharing her story with you all. Her new mum story is rather different from most due to her daughter having additional needs from complications as a newborn.
Over to you Helen
I have to lay my cards on the table from the outset: I’m a pessimist. I always have been. A glass half empty kind of girl. However, when I was approaching motherhood I was torn between my natural instinct to expect the negative and the regular daydreams of cradling and singing to a fuzzy headed newborn, walking hand in hand with a cherub faced toddler with ice cream running down their chubby fingers or hearing about the exploits of the school day with a little one talking at 100mph.