A Christmas Miracle

I have been so tired.

You know deep down when something is wrong with your baby, you google it, think it may pass, ask a friend, seek reassurance, but you just know.

Ruby has been such a fusspot since she was born, not sleeping and never a relaxed baby like the other two were. You could never leave her be, which has been really hard when trying to look after her and two other small children.

On the advice of a very good friend and a couple of recommendations I booked her in to see a cranial osteopath.

I really didn't hold out much hope as I wasn't even sure if there was anything wrong. Maybe it was me? Passing out my anxiety vibes, according to my dad!

It was something I had never heard of before, or wasn't really listening! But when babies have violent births ie being unceremoniously yanked out with forceps, it can cause all sorts of problems. Makes sense really.

And boy, was she battered!!!

They call her 'The White Witch of Lympsham', this osteopath.

As soon as I walked in, I knew I was in the right place. It even smelt peaceful!

Lisa looked at Ruby's head and said she could still see and feel where the forceps went and basically Ruby has had a low grade headache since birth bless her.

This has caused her to be 'nassy'. A northern term apparently, which means not feeling quite right. Great great word!!!

As she was laying on the couch having her head felt, I visibly saw her relax for the first time in her life. Her eyes were wide open, but she was still.

And she laid like that for half an hour, before she drifted off to sleep. Not fighting it, no fussing....Just quietness.

And that is how she has been ever since.

Her eyes are wide open too. I had never noticed before how scrunched up her little eyes were all the time. But that's what you do when you've got a headache.

Even her little tummy is relaxed. It was always tense and she hated it to be touched.

When Mark held her, he said he immediately felt calm because she was!

He held her for ages, something he hasn't really done yet because she fussed so much. They can finally bond!

Apparently this is very common, which is why I wanted to write about it really, get it out there! How many other families are suffering, when there is a simple solution.

THIS SHOULD BE TOLD TO MOTHERS WHO HAVE FORCEP DELIVERIES.

It truly is a Christmas Miracle!

And my beautiful baby is no longer in pain.

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Christmas Dilemma.

I have a bit of a problem.

I'm 41 (no, not that, though it is rather horrible!)

I have never DONE Christmas.

I mean the whole cooking and having family round thing.

I have always gone to mums, though she hates the whole cooking thing too and makes sure we all know about it!

And before my nan died, we always went there for a proper Essexmas knees up! Now that's how i'd like to do it, though sadly we are now minus two aunts, one uncle and all my Grandparents.

But we have gained three children under 4!

Back to the matter in hand, my parents are moving. From Surrey to just down the road from us in Somerset. And I can't bloody wait!

We have no family here at all, so parenting is full on 24 hour hell...well that's not quite true, sometimes it's fun and rewarding and heartwarming. But the majority of the time it's not, as I'm sure most parents of more than 2 under 4 will tell you. And our third has just arrived. We thought we had it sussed before that!

So I'm counting the days. Eight to be exact.

And only sixteen till Christmas.

And I have just made the decision to do it....here!

It's the right daughterly thing to do, isn't it? There isn't anyone else. I'm an only child.

But...

It's expectations isn't it?

Mainly my own.

I don't enjoy Christmas. For anyone who has had problems with food, and doesn't drink, it's not the best time of year. Much as I'd love to, I can't stuff my face and get pissed, well I could, but it wouldn't be pretty and let's just say Christmas, in fact life as I know it would be cancelled!

And unfortunately, living with someone with anorexia for many years had scarred my parents too.

Our relationship isn't always great and it's hard work, but now I have children of my own and they idolise them, and visa versa, so I want to make Christmas special this year.

I have visions of laying on the perfect spread. I can cook, in fact I'm rather good at it. But I hate it.

I am also rather stressed and tired at the moment. Ruby has colic and isn't sleeping so neither am I.

Mark is an extremely tired postman who is working on and up to Christmas Eve. And no it's not like the advert. He most definitely does not 'love parcels'!!!

We haven't even got the tree up yet!

So, do we have pork pie and tinned salmon?!?!?

It's not even about the food is it? Really?

It's about the company.

And if I get mum nice and merry on the mulled wine, I can just about bear it!

For a couple of hours!

Wish me luck.......

I think I'm gonna need it!

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