Thursday, 13 April 2017

I'm not lucky...

I have wanted to write this post for a while now but I keep putting it off as I didn't want to offend anyone. But actually, I am the one feeling annoyed with it most of the time.

I get so many comments, either in person or messages about how 'lucky' I am. Lucky I have a nice house, lucky I have 2 beautiful girls, lucky I am so slim, lucky I 'sprung' back into shape after pregnancy, lucky I have a supportive, loving husband, lucky he is such a good 'hands on' dad, lucky I work from home, lucky I earn a good living, lucky I get good opportunities... I'm just so damn lucky.

Well, let me tell you, luck has nothing to do with it. It's down to bloody hard work!
Through hard work I have created a life and family I love.


I work hard to earn my money, to give my family the best life we can have. To give them the best memories.. holidays, day trips, meals out... I work hard with my husband so we have a good relationship. We communicate well, talk problems through and respect each other. I work hard at being the best mum I can be to raise the best kids... I am always reading up on how to raise happy kids, how to understand my four year olds attitude or my baby's growth spurt. I work hard at working out so I can feel more comfortable in my own skin.. I push myself when I'm tired and choose healthier options when I can.


I never imagined I'd have my dream wedding, have 2 amazing daughters, have such a supportive husband and be 'comfortable' with money. 

I have been through many tough times to get to this point though, none of it has come easy or by 'luck'.. I have been bullied, I have been the ugly duckling, I have been broke with not a pound to my name, I have cried myself to sleep over money, I have feared for my life when home alone and our house got broken into, I have been sacked unexpectedly, I have had an 'unplanned' pregnancy, I have had big bust ups with my boyfriend, I have been on job seekers allowance while pregnant, I have lost our son at 15 weeks pregnant, I have planned his service, I have grief for our dead baby and the son we'll never know, I have struggled with becoming a parent for the second time..

..but I have also been made stronger from all these tough times. Instead of dwelling on them, I have got back up and fought on.. determined to still have the life I have dreamed of. I would say I am finally living that dream right now.. and it's not down to luck, but down to hard work. 



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