Have you ever heard of the breath holding spell ? Me either, at least until I witness my daughter having her first one… Before I share my experiences, let me educate you one the BHS. Breath holding spell or also named apnea occurs with 5% of the population, more often than others it is triggered by anger, discomfort or pain which cause the child to turn blue or white and while exhaling they loose consciousness. They are most common in children between 6 and 18 months and usually not present after 5 years of age - which I am obviously looking forwards to - There is no major alteration of circulation or oxygenation and the recovery is usually spontaneous but it is quite scary to say the least. Especially if you've never even heard of this diagnosis.
I think that one of the hardest thing in regards of motherhood has to be a constant positive leader. I always knew I would struggle with setting limits, boundaries and to do so assertively. Finding balance while being positive and not being permissive isn't as easy as it sounds… At least for me. It has come to this time of the year where we leave our somewhat normal lives to head for the high seas. As some of you may know, I love traveling with my little one. I always loved traveling before have a child and I didn't see it as a burden to add a +1. As some adventures may be a little more challenging than the others I always enjoy our expeditions to different destinations. From the moment I knew I wanted to become a mother I began to spiral down memory lane to all the good & bad I've shared with my family. Which led me to many questions, whom I did not have answers to. Until (of course) I brainstorm on the subject, get educated and lived the situation. Do I want to reciprocate the uniformity of how I was raised ? Will I have a daughter who like me, was challenging in every aspect of life ? And what if I did, how would I handle every situations ? Having children is like taking the biggest roller coaster of your life. It begins slowly with anticipation through pregnancy and the first few months of their life. Then you reach toddlerhood. It is like a full blown exciting and thrilling ride, beautifully design with ups and downs where for most of the time you feel at lost with all the fast events happening. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how should I should write this post, because in anyway do I want to sound ungrateful. I simply want to share how life as a mother has changed everything for me. I remember asking my mum when she came to visit for christmas while I was pregnant “will my life really change that much?”. I guess she didn't want to freak the hell out of me, she simply said of course some things will change. In hindsight I am grateful she responded the way she did because had she told me everything I now know I’d probably have had a panic attack. With December arrives the Holidays. Christmas, Hanukah, gathering of family members and friends. Festive music, colourful decorations, cooking special meals and desserts, finding the perfect tree and the thing I despise the most — buying presents. Don’t get me wrong, I love to give. Actually, probably more than to receive and if you know anything about me you'd know I LOVE to shop. But the crowds, the lines, the lack of help from sells rep, people being erratic and irritated, the traffic and the scarcity of parkings spots — just dreadful. And what about the inevitable question of what to buy to our love ones… Life has been so busy lately, not that it was less hectic before. I simply choose to spend my “free” time going out with friends, catching up with my tivo preset recordings, browse the web and shop online — obviously … Or simply relax by the fire place, basically doing nothing. Our nightly routine begins around 1800 and usually is completed at the latest 2130 — dinner, playtime at yia yia - (my daughter’s grand-mother), bath-time which include massage and play along songs. When my daughter sleeping “habits” changed during the day and night I didn’t made much of it. Her health was great, she was not in any way showing signs of being sick. I went with it without truly understanding what was happening. |
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