When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
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When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
Follow Your Gut Podcast
When my son was unwell, I lost myself. I stopped sleeping. I stopped moving my body. I stopped even knowing how to find joy. In the rare moments when he finally fell asleep, I sure as heck didn't sleep. I researched. Because I could feel him slipping further away from me and I was desperate to heal him. Somewhere along the way, I stopped breathing. I stopped knowing how to connect with my daughter, with Ty, with my own body. I was holding my breath just trying to keep us all afloat. And I kno...
