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Could Decluttering Help With Your Mindset? How You Can Get Started.

A photograph of a woman at the beach with a sun glare across the photo - Could Decluttering Help Your Mindset? How To Get Started - Mrs H's favourite things

This is a collaborative post. The term messy house and messy mind can often ring true with some people. I know that I always feel more stressed if I am surrounded by mess. And if you find yourself in a cluttered space it can be quite difficult to clear your mind. Leaving it feeling cluttered with your thoughts, anxiety and emotions. A simple task like decluttering your home or some of the spaces where you spend most of your time could…

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Mental health My ramblings

When the words won’t flow

A photograph of a woman with brown hair wearing a red plaid shirt and red lipstick - she is looking down and away from the camera - she looks pensive - When the words don't flow - talking to children about Depression and Anxiety - Mrs H's favourite things

Sometimes when I write about my depression the words just flow. It’s as if they were always there just waiting to be written down in black and white. On other occasions, I want to write but the words aren’t forthcoming. They won’t flow. Words are created and deleted. Sentences are written and rewritten. Paragraphs are formed and unformed. I can start a post about one thing and then it becomes about something completely different. For example, when I sat down to…

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My family My ramblings

The day I closed the door and walked away

A photograph of a blonde haired, rosey cheeked and blue eyed 16 month old baby boy sitting on his bedroom floor and playing with some wooden toys - The Day I Closed The Door and Walked Away - Mrs H's favourite things

Before I became a mother I could never imagine turning my back on a crying child. Especially not MY crying child. Of course, I knew that children had tantrums but I foolishly imagined that my children would be different. They would be angels. And they would never tantrum in public or get so upset that I wouldn’t be able to calm them. I also thought that I would be a natural mother. That from the moment they were born I…

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