Extraordinary Me

Image borrowed with love from Keeping Up With The Holsbys

It's been a while since I've written anything. I've been busy living an extraordinary life.

Indeed, it is an extraordinary life. Although my gorgeous boys and my beautiful man and I may seem like normal, ordinary people on the outside, we are, in fact, extraordinary people.

And it's time I reminded myself how extraordinary I am.

All my life, I was told "you're not good enough", "you haven't done enough", "you haven't achieved enough", "you'll never be good enough". Words of encouragement were few and very far between from those from whom I sought the most approval, and the loving support I so desperately craved seemed so far and out of reach. For the longest time, I felt like I was not good enough, I had not done enough, I hadn't achieved enough, and I'll never be good enough.

I was made to feel ordinary.

Some weeks ago, I finally realised something. I AM good enough.

Not just good enough. I am extraordinary.

I married the most wonderful and patient man on earth. So loving, so kind, so considerate. So extraordinary.

I grew 2 humans, who are the most gorgeous and gregarious little people. So loving, so kind, so considerate. So extraordinary.

I have an extraordinary glitch in my genetics. Extraordinarily, I gave the glitch to my big boy, and essentially handed him a death sentence.

I watched my big boy go through aggressive chemotherapy and a stem cells transplant, and then I nursed him back to health. So extraordinary, because things could so easily have gone so horribly wrong. He is an extraordinary picture of health and the epitome of life, largely because of me.

I injected my body full of hormones and allowed medical professionals to perform multiple invasive procedures on my body, just so we could have another baby, one who would be born without the extraordinary glitch.

I work for an extraordinary organisation that allows me to stay at home with my babies for 2 years after their births, and then allows me to work on a part time basis for an extended period of time after returning to work.

I have the most brilliant and extraordinary people around me who love me for who I am. Extraordinary people who are loaded with words of encouragement and loving support and ready and willing to dispense the same at will.

I will continue to live this extraordinary life of mine, surrounded only by extraordinary people. Be gone are those who have ever made me feel ordinary. I will not accept anything less than extraordinary.

Because I am EXTRAORDINARY.