Today marks World Mental Health Day and at some point, during our life, we all suffer from some sort of mental health issue. 3 weeks after the birth of Charley in 2015 she became critically ill and we spent 10 days in the hospital praying we would walk back out the door with her. It was an extremely hard being in hospital but it was only once we were back home that the effects of those 10 days and the realisation we nearly lost our baby hit me. It’s taken me over 2 years to write this post as it draws me back to the very dark place #Postnataldepression once had me held in. Like any type of depression or illness you can never truly say you are rid of it just you are a #Suvivour and hope that by talking about it you could help someone else in your position. I want to put a positive spin on today so this post is for any parent like me who searched for what to do during the endless hours of not knowing in hospital.


We all pray that our child will never have to go into hospital. We hope they will go through childhood with the need for no more than an occasional plaster, but when it does happen and God Forbid you are facing some very dark hours, I want to give you some practical advice. Two years ago my 3-week old daughter Charley-Rose turned purple and stopped breathing. She was rushed to the hospital where over the next 24 hours she rapidly declined and was put into critical care. She had more tubes coming out of her tiny arms than she had veins and her face was fully covered by breathing apparatus. Charley was diagnosed with Bronchiolitis and the excess mucus caused by the infection not only blocked her airways it caused one of her lung to collapse. We where told we had a very sick baby and the next 24 – 48 hours were critical. This was my ‘ dark hours’, sitting next to a baby that had barely been out of my stomach more than a couple of weeks and being completely helpless to what was going to happen. I sat for hours on the internet looking for comfort from parents who had been through what I was now going through but sadly all I could find were horror stories. My story has a happy ending as thanks to a NeoNatal Specialist who happened to be covering another doctor Charley was put onto some specialist breathing equipment designed for premature babies and given a strong steroid that helped clear her airways, within 24 hours she was fighting the infection and happily after 10 days of hell she was able to breathe on her own again. I now have a very healthy, happy 2-year old causing havoc around the house. My hope is that if you are reading this and have a child in the hospital then I can offer you some hope and practical advice to get through the day. I have enlisted the help of a few other parents to give their first hand advise as well.




If you feel like you are suffering from any type of mental health issues whatever the cause maybe then contact your doctor or health professional or if you want to talk to someone confidentially then get in contact with MIND – The Mental Health Charity – 


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