You’re here because you’re anxious. I get it. Your mind just won’t switch off. It’s like episode after episode of Big Bang Theory, it just keeps going (if you live in Australia you’ll know they have been playing repeat after repeat). Or the Energizer Bunny. It just keeps going and going…
Well I’m going through my 3rd cold in most recent weeks and I’ve also lost my voice. It is frustrating to say the least. I don’t want to harp on about it week after week on the blog but at the same time I feel like I’m supposed to learn this one vital lesson:
Warmth floods through your body from head to toe. Your heart is beating in your chest and you can hear it thumping in your ears like drums at a heavy metal concert. Your friends are talking to you but you can’t hear them because you’re trying to focus your eyes on them but the whole room is swimming (except you feel like you’re floundering in the deep waters).
You excuse yourself for the bathroom. The questions start flying in from their various destinations (and never from tropical locations like Tahiti). Did I drink that champagne on an empty stomach? Am I still sick from that cold I picked up from the kids?
Then the doubts start coming in as well and crowding your seat on the plane that those questions came flying in on. You know ‘I didn’t think I had anything to be anxious about this week…’ , ‘I thought I was doing well’ or ‘Am I even going to be able to make it through the dinner.’
On Thursday I got to listen to a webinar with Amy Taylor-Kabbaz from Happy Mama and Dr Nat Kringoudis on the topic of “Nourishing Yourself through Winter.” I’d love to share with you today my notes that I took away from the webinar plus give you some tips that I love for keeping healthy through winter (even if you have anxiety).
Hello lovely ladies. I’m back from my 1 week off from blogging. It’s funny actually because I ended up getting sick. If you follow me on Facebook or Instagram you’ll have seen me post pictures of Flynn (my 1 year old) and I at Salt Cave therapy and bottles of naturopathic herbs. It’s been a full on month of sickness.
And I’m not sure about you but having anxiety and sickness at the same time can make it all the more overwhelming.
I’ve been so incredibly frustrated.
Ok, so I have a confession to make.
I’m addicted to work.
Yep. I said it.
And yeah, I harp on about making space in our diaries so that we can fill up our self love cup.
The thing is I’m actually pretty good at doing both. I do find time each day to do something nourishing for myself but I also find myself constantly researching stuff for the blog, reading newsletters, scrolling through social media and checking my emails.
It’s a constant, annoying and frustrating part of my life and I am trying to make steps to get out of that habit.
Are you like me and addicted to work?
I hear you saying ‘have you gone crazy Di?’
Yeah, yeah. That’s a common phrase (and misconception I must say) when people hear I have struggles with anxiety.
What of all this talk of celebration?
I’m sure you all know how anxiety manifests itself for you.
This week was pretty mammoth (felt woolly too!). Flynn and I were sick last week so I ended up rescheduling a whole heap of appointments and putting them into this past week. Needless to say I felt quite overwhelmed.
What do you do when you have a busy week ahead?
Here are some tips:
First of all, let me say “Happy 2nd Birthday” to me! It’s my blog’s birthday. It’s exactly 2 years since I published my first blog post. I remember how long it took me to write that post (I think it was 2 months on and off and lots of editing) and now I can knock a blog post out within an hour if I’m not facing resistance.
I have had moments of extreme joy (when I got my first paid client), and I have had low moments (like when I was slandered on the internet and the information was completely false).
Through it all I (and my blog) have grown and evolved.
“I don’t need to set an alarm” you think to yourself. “The baby always wakes up at 6.”
Baby wakes up. You wipe the drool off the side of your face and your grope for your phone on your bedside table.
You look at the time. It’s 8 am!
Seriously. You’re late. The baby alarm didn’t work so well.
You’re rushing around like a mad chook who knows he’s about to be made dinner.
And you sense the impending doom.
When I posted this image up on Facebook it got me thinking about when was the last time I actually tried something for the first time.
I’m guessing if you’re like me, anxiety can come into play when it comes to trying new things. (Depending on what that new thing is. If it’s trying the new coffee shop down the road and its delicious Oreo Brownie then I’m totally down and cool with that. My friend’s frog soup she ordered when we were in Cambodia. Well. That’s another story).
You know the feeling oh so well.
The rising of warmth that comes from your belly and up to your face causing you to get flushed cheeks.