I am so very proud of myself. Usually I dread when the kids get invited to birthday parties as I know my anxiety normally means I make excuses to why they can not go. But this time I thought come on Emma, your working so hard and you can do this and I did it.
It sounds so simple doesn’t it? To take your child to a birthday party. Well for me its not.
But I am sick and tired of my children missing out or having friends take them because I can’t.
I always assume that when I get there, I will be sat in the corner alone. When in reality it only happens that way because I am afraid to even make eye contact with the other mums.
We arrived on time and had a little wobble when we were on route as I wondered had I got the right time, or even the right place? But we had and other mums were there waiting.
I was greeted with smiles and as I sat down alone, another mom who I know came and sat with me. We chatted about the kids and she told me reads the blog, that broke the ice.
Another mom also reads the blog, I had no idea. But she was full of admiration for what I do.
Another mom told me her own mom had bipolar, seems I was readily accepted. It was even mentioned that I should join the schools parenting and teacher club.
Kia had an amazing time and for once I was able to hold my head high and have a good old chat with the mums.
They even took the trouble to come and find me to say goodbye when they were leaving.
Today was a positive day and a positive step for me. There is another party in 3 weeks and I will be taking Kia.