10/10/2020
Good morning everyone and I hope you are all having a lovely Saturday 😍
With it being world mental health day, I thought I'd share this piece I wrote for the Tiny Toes UK page a while ago. Reflecting back on when I had Florence, I found it hard to accept that it was ok not to be ok. Please have a read and be kind to yourselves. And give me a shout if you'd like to have a chat with me about Tiny Toes or reflexology. Don't cope alone ❤👣❤
Hi there. I'm Louise and I'm a qualified reflexologist and fully trained Tiny Toes reflexage therapist. I live in Heanor, Derbyshire, with my husband and three children aged 16, 14 and 7. We have two cats, who I also class as my children!
I qualified with a level 3 diploma in reflexology and anatomy and physiology seven years ago, just before I gave birth to my third daughter, Florence. Previous to that, I had a career in the travel industry but was made redundant. This led me to train in the therapy I fell in love with and have always found beneficial, having suffered from migraine brought on through stress and anxiety.
I thought that being pregnant and giving birth to my third daughter would be a breeze as I'd 'been there, done that' and looking back, although I found motherhood with my first two children very hard at times, it was nothing compared to how difficult I found the birth of Florence and the following months to come.
I had a very traumatic birth with Florence which then led to her contracting an infection and us staying in hospital for a week. Once we were home, things seemed to be fine, Florence was feeding well and although I found it all very exhausting, I thought 'I've got this'.
However, after around seven weeks, Florence decided to stop feeding from me and wouldn't take a bottle either which resulted in her not gaining enough weight and being very unsettled with pain and constantly crying. The health visitors wanted to see me every two to three days to check on her weight which hardly seemed to change. I began to feel very anxious all of the time and obsessed, almost manic. I felt like a terrible failure as a mum, not only to Florence but to my other children too as began to feel unable to cope with anything.
After going to the doctor's so many times, Florence and I were finally admitted to hospital with a letter from my GP, stating that my baby was 'failing to thrive'. There, she was diagnosed with a cow's milk protein allergy. I changed to a dairy free diet which helped and eventually Florence finally took a bottle. She was put on a cow's milk protein free milk and things slowly began to improve.
Today, Florence is a beautiful, healthy little girl. It's only as time has passed that I realise how terribly bad I felt during the first months of Florence's life. I felt constantly anxious, scared, a failure and alone. None of my family could help as they didn't know what to say or do for me. Looking back, I should have got some help for myself.
I wish there had been a group such as Tiny Toes back when I had Florence as it would have been a mountain of support for me. The support we are able to give as therapists to mums, is amazing - not only to help with the different issues babies struggle with during the first months of their lives, but to help with the emotional roller coasters us mummies go through too. We must never struggle alone and there is always someone out there to give us the help and support we need to get through. I feel Tiny Toes would definitely have been on the top of my list for just that xx