It Comes in 3’s…

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I begin every single blog post with a lament to my lack of content so I’m not about to break tradition. With every post comes empty promises and an oft broken intention to fill the site with witty (sort of) and engaging (sometimes) insights but, in reality, I’m just a lackadaisical liar. I’ve never really had much willpower – last year I decided to commit to PETA’s 30 day Vegan challenge but day two had me crying into the fridge, clutching a block of cheese and by day three I had conceded and devoured a bacon sandwich as if I’d been starved for months. I felt guilty but, y’know. Bacon.

Anyway. Three years ago today I decided to start this blog in order to give people an insight into my crazy life and approximately 10 posts down the line, here we are! Seeing as it’s my blog’s 3rd birthday, I thought that actually blogging would be a GREAT way to celebrate…

Caring has taught me a lot so, in keeping with the ‘3 theme’, I thought I’d share three lessons I’ve learned, alongside three pictures of me aged three, because… why not?!

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My 3rd Birthday. I’m the one singing Happy Birthday to myself into the orange mic…

#1 Education’s everywhere…

We’re instilled with the idea that institutionalised education is one of the most important things in this life and spend years of our childhood being prepared for further education before we’re even writing in full sentences. I’d read Moby Dick by 6 and my First School teachers had my mum convinced that I’d end up as some MENSA protégé (despite the fact that, to this day, I’ve never mastered the 8 times table) but, at 20 I was a University drop out. I cite my Caring responsibilities for interfering with my studies but in hindsight I realise that it was my faculty’s lack of understanding and sympathy that forced my hand. After weeks of asking for extensions / work to complete at home on days I couldn’t attend I was met with “attend or drop out, it’s not our problem”, so I dropped out. I was beyond embarrassed but one day I sat on the sofa after setting up Katie’s afternoon NG feed up when I thought to myself “Hey! Some people go to university to learn how to do THIS stuff!” I mean, I’m not about to declare myself a self-certified doctor and start some sort of black market medical unit, but I will be forever proud of the things I learned because I was a carer. *snaps latex glove*

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Nailing my ‘go to’ pose, aged 3…

#2 What’s a martyr? Nothing, what’s-a-martyr with you?* 

I’ve often heard Carers being referred to as Martyrs and I didn’t know whether I was OK with that until I read a quote from Mark Twain: ‘martyrdom covers a multitude of sins‘.  It really resonated with me as I’ve always said that my journey as a Carer was peppered with cock-ups. I started this blog because I wanted to expose those ‘sins’ for what they are; basic human error and, often, reckless abandon as a result of physical and emotional exertion. In my opinion, putting others before yourself doesn’t make you a martyr, it just makes you a decent ‘Human Bean’ (to coin one of Katie’s brilliant phrases!).

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Yep. Nailed it…

#3 Boundaries are important…

I grew up in a very tactile, female-centric household, all ‘Girl Power’, weeing with the door open and synchronised periods, so when I became a Carer it was very easy for me to attend to personal hygiene requests and assist with mobility related issues. I have since learned, however, that although these aspects of caring were completely acceptable when I was a carer, they became totally weird when applied to everyday life; my boyfriend eventually got very annoyed with me constantly asking him if he would like to be washed and I found that it wasn’t one of my best ideas to force an old lady to ‘safely’ cross the road with me when, it transpires, she was happily waiting for the bus to the bingo hall but ended up disorientated and upset on the wrong side of the road… We live and learn, eh?

*I am not  sorry…

 

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One Thought on “It Comes in 3’s…

  1. Tiffany on 19th April 2016 at 6:41 am said:

    I really liked number 3

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