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Bridget McNulty Posts

The sweetest thing

It’s no coincidence that babies and young children are so cute. If they weren’t, I think we’d see a lot more Moses baskets on the side of the road or in conveniently placed rushes on the edges of rivers. Thankfully, there are moments of pure sweetness scattered into every day to ensure this doesn’t happen…

The direction of relief

Whenever I find myself in a situation where I don’t know what to do and my emotions feel all upside down, I always try to remember to move in the direction of relief.

It’s a principle I learnt from Abraham-Hicks, who I used to listen to and read like the Bible – back in those days when I had unlimited time to listen to and read many things! But it’s one that’s stuck because it works for me…

The cult of busy

I don’t know anyone who isn’t busy… Do you? It’s odd, because I should know people who aren’t busy – I know people who are retired or who don’t work or who work flexi time specifically so that they won’t be busy. But they are.

It seems we’ve all collectively bought into a cult of busy that says that unless your days are full and somewhat frantic, you’re not contributing fully to society. I don’t know when exactly this became our collective truth, but I don’t think it has to be this way.

We are all (actually) alike

One of the things I like most about being a Mom is how it cuts through all the differences. No matter where you’re from or what you look like or what you do for a living, if you have a child who’s a similar age to mine, we have a lot in common. It’s the same with diabetes: if I see someone testing their blood sugar or pulling out an insulin pen, I immediately know a whole lot about their lives.

That’s why this beautiful TV ad appeals to me so much.

The hardest part of being a Mom

I don’t know if it’s because nobody told me, or because I didn’t hear them, but I did not anticipate being needed so much. I mean, I knew that I would be needed to feed my children – first breastfeed them and then teach them to eat solids and then make snacks and lunch and dinner. I knew I would be needed for cuddles – when they’re sad or have an owie I need to kiss better or when it’s bedtime and they need some love. I knew I would be needed for all the practical stuff – making sure life runs as smoothly as possible for them without them needing to see all the million little things I juggle in the background. If you don’t have kids, I hope this seems like a lot already! I thought it did. I was wrong.

My third child: diabetes

Most of the time, to be honest, diabetes just feels like another part of daily life. Get up, test blood sugar, inject, shower, have a cup of tea… It’s all just part of what needs to be done every day. In fact, I often say that I forget I’m diabetic between meals, because it infringes so little on how I feel every day. But then there are the other days.