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The birth of a blog... and an award nomination.

The reason I blog.
When we were told E had #chd I felt so alone. I knew no one else who had gone though what we were and when I looked online I couldn't find anyone writing about it other than on forums.
I was angry, bitter and resentful, where were all the parenting blogs telling you honestly how shit it is to have a child who is ill?
Who needs surgery?
I began my blog to fill that gap, if I could help just one other person feel less alone, semi normal or just to raise awareness then it was worth it.
The minute I connected with others who had gone through the same thing I felt understood.
I connected with those that hadn't gone through what we had but who supported and empowered me.
I don't have thousands of followers, I don't get asked to events or #gifted things.
I am as far aways from being one of the cool kids as they come.
But, I am honest.
I am confessing what life is really like with a heart baby, and what parenting is really like with mental health struggles.
I am not about to be endorsed, I am not very funny but I am passionate.
I am a voice for those #NICU parents, #CHD families and every one who has ever had #pnd or #ptsd as a result.
I have built my #blog up from scratch not knowing the first thing about #blogging to now doing it for a living.
I am up for #norfolkblogger in the upcoming #parentandbabyshow #awards and would really appreciate you taking 30 secs to vote for me and spread the word.
I am up against some wonderfully talented bloggers and if truth be told I don't expect to win.
For a blog to win that isn't the norm of #parenting blogs, that is honest and depicts what happens when things take a turn for the worsr and don't lool like a glossy parenting mag would mean that the last 4 years have made a difference ❤

You can vote by hitting the link in my bio, or below....

Thank you ❤
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