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Staying strong for my boys

 This week marks three months since my last operation. 

This morning, I came across the poem and illustrations I created, for my boys, to help them to understand and to reassure them whilst I was away in hospital. I also filled the end of the book with photographs of good times we’ve shared as a family; birthdays, Christmases and holiday’s along with a photo of my hospital bed , from the second operation, to give them an idea of where I would be - incase they ever worried about me.  

Being a parent means your thoughts and concerns automatically sit with your children before yourself - I wanted to ensure they knew it was ok to feel anxious but that me being away was only to ensure I would get better. No matter how nervous I was, I needed to stay strong for them. 

I also bought them a doctors kit, to find once I had gone to hospital, to help them feel included in looking after me and helping me to recover!

It was an incredibly distressing time - reading it back has sparked my memory on how scared and anxious I was - not only for myself but for my boys. It has also made me realise how far I've come in the last three months: 


Poem

Mummy went to the doctor, she had a boo boo inside her body,
She will still have a sore bum for a while, but there is no need to worry!

At the hospital, the doctor will ensure he takes good care of mummy,
You can FaceTime her whenever you like and tell her stories that are funny!

When age gets home, she will need to stay in bed - and rest all nice and snug,
But you can always come up and see her - you can always have a hug!

You may miss mummy being around as she won’t be able to play,
But you can have lots of kisses and tell her all about your day!

Mummy will get better and stronger - we will get there bit by bit,
I bet you will help her get better with your new doctors kit!

Look at all the photos of the fun we’ve had - it’s ok to feel sad,
But there is no need to be worried - it won’t always be this bad,

When I’m well and better, we can dance and play all day,
Very soon after we can then book another holiday!












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  1. Beautiful​ poem.
    I​ am​ torn​ "Doctor​ kit" I​ feel​ you!!

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