Monday, 26 April 2010


I've got to that stage in my life, probably because I am now a mum and have someone else to worry about, that I am starting to think about my own longevity. I am seriously turning into a paranoid person. I never used to worry about small ailments, but now I am questioning every little pain, sore throat, skin complaint etc. Could it be something serious, should I go to the doctor and get it checked out, why do I constantly seem to have a cold or sinus problem, do I need to see an ENT specialist?

I know what having children means you are constantly fighting off one cold or another but this one seems ot be going on forever. I have a really sore throat at the moment and am concerned it is more sinister. Is that swollen side of my throat something cancerous? I an known to like a glass of wine in the evening (controversial I know) and the very occassional cig, so I do worry about these things. Adding to the knowledge that my Dad died of cancer I definitely worry.

I don't think there's an answer to this. DO other people worry more now they're mothers?
Oh yes, and a double whammy on the blogging front today ;~)


  1. Being a mother didn't remind me of mortality, except just before I had the babies when I was worried about dying in childbirth...

    I had an anaphylactic reaction to a wasp sting last year and couldn't breathe and blacked out - that reminded me of my mortality and my biggest thought was oh no, I'll miss seeing them grow up

  2. Nice to meet you!
    Stop worrying, pour yourself another'll all be better in daylight.
    And worrying makes you ill anyway!

  3. Good to meet you too Frog in the Field. Good advice, I suppose it was just one of those days and, yes, it's all better when the sun shines!