They say that your menopause experience will be similar to that of your own Mother. I have a vague recollection of hot flushes, mood swings and talk of "the change". I think I was around fifteen at the time which would have made my Mum 48. She says she was about forty but lost in her dementia bubble, I'm not sure how much of her memory is correct. Her life was so plagued by illness that it's all a bit of a haze for me too.
Somebody asked me recently to sum up my childhood years in one word. I instantly came up with "happy" and that is so true. It wasn't easy as Mum was often ill and Dad worked so hard but my memories are full of love, laughter and feeling safe and secure.
Thinking of my childhood and it being so lovely has made me question if Charlotte will be happy as an only child. But what can I do FFS? I am forty three, probably with rotten eggs, skint, moody and knackered. It crosses my mind with sadness if I was to get sick physically or mentally or even worse if anything happened to Ben and I at the same time, how would Charlotte deal alone with life. What will life throw at her? Well, she will never be alone. I will make sure of that. Her life is going to be surrounded by family and friends; love, laughter and feeling safe and secure.
I must end today's blog on a high. Congratulations to my lovely cousin who at 42 has just given birth to her third child, a baby boy. This will give hope to older Mums - see not everyone over forty has useless eggs! You can still get pregnant naturally right up until the menopause.
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