to beg to hear stories of good news and positivity?(24 Posts)
For the past 8 years of my life, I have one horrible year after another. This month I turn 30 and I need to hear that good things do happen. Please can I have some goodness?
I had DD's parent's chat at preschool today and she is popular and happy.
We had a rough few years until recently. Bereavements, immigration woes and I worked in a job that was dangerous and I was threatened. All worked out in the end
I had a pretty crap decade from 19 to 29. Then at 29 I met my husband and everything started to get better. Things do get better even if you don't think they will. I hope you start to feel better. I've had incredibly low points. Never give up.
I cycled up the big hill near my house without stopping for the first time today (and I was complimented on my thighs!)
Don't dwell on the crap that has happened. Think about all the good things you've yet to enjoy, you're only 30 after all!
It might sound a bit woo but concentrating on positive stuff does help, of course crap things still happen but you can cope with them more easily.
Today dd fell asleep on my mum for a nap. She's never fallen asleep without a breastfeed before.
I'm also going to the theatre on Friday
I'm going to Glastonbury this year having talked oh into believing dd will be ok there
in two months i will have a teeny private income for myself which means i can quit my horrid job.
My mum got another diagnosis of no problems at her regular 6 month oncology appointment today. My DD 11 is massively into cooking and did dinner for the third day running.
I'm sad because I need to sell my horse after 7.5 years together but I'm happy too because I know she'll be better off elsewhere so it's me I'm sad for, not her.
My dd was born with large hole in the heart and another heart defect. She had two operations under.one - the first at 8 week's, the ssecond was open heart.
She is completely fine and healthy now aged 5. You would never know.
Im being laid off in a couple of months,the job now SUCKS big time,moral is really crap etc ( company was sold and new company is relocating the lab ). Ive just been told I have a place at the local uni,starting right when I get laid off. Unemployment ( Im in USA ) will pay me for 2 years to attend and Ill still be able to get the severance package from my job as Ill be able to stay till the end ( condition of getting the package ).
I was sooo stressed out when I heard we were closing and this outcome fits perfectly and really is a very very good thing for me and mine
I got a retriever puppy three weeks after being married. It was a stupid decision (to get married, not the puppy) and my dog was a steadfast buddy through the first hellish years. She dragged me out for walks on the beach so we could play, made friends with other walkers (the area was new to me), sat down in the middle of newly-married tiffs and made us both laugh at our foolishness. She modelled elements of a balanced life when I'd forgotten what that was - by eating well, sleeping well, exercising well and having good times with her friends - us! I trained her carefully, putting the work in so I could trust her 100%. I always knew she didn't have to try so hard - to work from her heart in every moment. But she did, and I loved her for it.
We stopped walking almost three years ago. Both of us.
I had a much wanted baby and found myself saddled with a long-term, painful dysfunction of the pelvis. My dog, perhaps in sympathy, who knows, had problems in first one leg joint, then the other. I longed to evict Pain and have my body back, longed to get back to those secret wild woods and beaches where we used to prowl together, good friends without speaking. But it is as much as I can do to get into a mobility scooter and drive it decorously down the centre of the footpath while my dog trips along obediently by my side, instantly loved by everyone, including my daughter.
And if the most painful aspect of the last couple of years has been the feeling of parenting 'behind a pane of glass', always trying to catch-up with 'able bodied' parents and feeling sick each time I fell short, then by far the positive aspect of all this has been that puppy I fell in love with almost six years ago and trained to within an inch of her life. I'd always known I would love her and do my best by her. I didn't know she'd end up giving me back the one thing I wanted most - the chance to be a mother.
She models instant recall to my two year old DD, thereby enabling my DD to have more freedom than she might have had, because I trust her. She has demonstrated simple safety commands for someone standing and walking at the side of a mobility scooter: 'Back' 'on the pavement' 'stay close!' and, of course, 'no'. I would never have chosen to train my DD but it's a huge bonus that my retriever did it for me. Then came the day, back when DD's little legs weren't quite steady, that my retriever placed her solid, reassuring bulk between my daughter and the road - both hemming her in and supporting her. We reach the drive and DD says 'sweet home!' while my retriever glances at me with an expression that says, 'I did good, didn't I?' before they both demand chocolate. She's been doing nothing but good for six years now.
If that's not a good story, I just don't know what is!
Our electricity is back on
I wasn't expecting them to go out on a fallen tree hunt that quickly, given the amount of stuff going on.
I wonder if your Labrador would have taught DD1 instant recall? I fear DD1 would have taught the dog "let's run off together" she was a horror. Fortunately a horror who instinctively knew not to run into roads, even at 2.5, she ended up firmly on reins.
wouldbemedic that is a fantastic story! Wiping eyes.
My mum raised me from her wheelchair (she's paraplegic from a car crash). I missed out on nothing. Every parent has limitations of different sorts and not being able to walk was hers. I've grown up practical and resourceful in some ways and unafraid of disability. Meant I could spot and face up to my son's special needs early on with less emotional difficulty and without prejudice. Meant I could get early diagnosis and get him the help he needs.
OP this is a really lovely thing to ask. Hope its helps you.
My dd2 (7mo) has been ill with a cold and waking every half hour through the night. When I dropped dd1 (3yo) at nursery yesterday the owner asked how dd2 was andwhen I told her about how exhausted I was she offered to have her for the morning for free, and told me to get some rest! Dd2 had a wonderful time and I got to recuperate, it was wonderful and kind.
Also our cat has learnt to use his scratching post instead of the carpet on the stairs
There's a positive news website which I sometimes have a read of
current stories include one about India now being declared officially polio free.
My husband has been working every hour god sends recently, including a couple of nights where he's slept on the sofa in his office instead of driving the hour's commute home when it's got past midnight. The company is in temporary financial dire straits (I know it's temporary, they have 3 contracts about to start and 5 more where their retention is due this month) Him and two other senior managers agreed with the owner that they would forego their salaries to make sure the lowest paid staff get theirs on time each month. As a result he's been putting in huge hours to try to win more work, bidding for everything left right and centre, and hasn't been paid since October. We can manage - we get the house included with my job and my salary covers everything but holidays and savings, but it's not nice. We finally had the discussion last night and he decided to start applying elsewhere, even though he loves everything about his job, apart from the lack of pay. He was quite upset by it.
The company owner has just been to see him. They're bidding for a major project and the final design presentation is in The Caribbean. All expenses will be paid by the main contractor, who are (hopefully)e employing their company as specialist designers. The main contractor wants the senior guys in the company over there including DH for the presentation, and the owner has just told him that I should go too, and he'll reimburse my flight when things get straight, and that we can use his brother's beach house on the island for 2 weeks, as a thank you for all the extra hours and agreeing to help the lower paid staff get their salaries, and he won't take any annual leave off him for it or no for an answer.
My tale shows that loyalty (to decent people) does pay off, and just when you're starting to see thing becoming really beak, you never know what might turn up.
he's still applying elsewhere by the wY, just in case
I had parents evening last night for my DS. I was expecting a fair-middling report. I was very pleasantly surprised to receive a very good report, his work has improved hugely since starting at this school, and his teachers are really pleased with his progress.
I have spent most of my adult life getting involved with men who are jerks, wasters, users and tossers. This year, I am marrying a man who is kind, loving, thoughtful, considerate, generous, and who treats me like I'm the best thing since sliced bread.
After slogging through step parent hood for 8 years, DSS 18 had put a photo of my late dog in the photo frame I bought and never had the heart to fill (birthday).DD 2 saw it and said its name then 'fly away to stars'. She then kised it. I thought she would have forgotten after 6 months.
Wouldbemedic - you have bought tears to my eyes. What a fantastic story and also a very well written post!
This time last year I suffered a MC. I had then had 3 spells in hospital, living on morphine & other painkillers for 6 months, before having major surgery. In this time I felt like a failure as a wife & a mother - I had to be taken care of, something I'm not used to.
Roll on almost 12 months to the day I miscarried. I'm now pain-free, healthy & 16 weeks pregnant.
I've gone from the darkest place possible to being completely happy.
I hope you find happiness too.
you guys are seriously making me feel better.
I've had a pretty wildly disaster stricken 2013. I was really starting to lose hope when I started this thread. I'm still teetering on the edge, but toeing closer to the bright side today.
I've finally come to the conclusion (even though I've heard it said since I was little) that I have to stop worrying about the things I cannot control.
It's difficult for me to practice. I often find myself breaking down in tears unexpectedly.
I asked my GP for antidepressants, which I have had in the past but the truth is, one of my key depressants in life is something that is a major life long trauma that I just have to deal with and watch unfold. I try quite hard to be strong.
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