No one likes to talk about poop or stomach issues.
But the reality is people poop. And some people have some struggles. Just saying.
Anxiety, stress, depression can wreak havoc on the body.
I’ll be completely transparent when I say raising two kids on the spectrum has caused me a lot of tummy issues.
Sleepless nights, meltdowns, repetitive noise behaviors seem to cripple my stomach.
Some days I feel as if I’m holding my breath all day. Not quite sure how to grasp a hold on the days challenges and moods.
This feeling of holding my breath and internally stifling the anxiety my body is under has destroyed my body internally.
I’m not blaming my kids for their behaviors. Or Autism for that matter.
But it is hard. Being a mama of kids on the spectrum. It’s a hard balance to reach. Sleepless nights don’t mean I get a break for the day. Out of control meltdowns add more anxiety. I do my very best to keep my own struggles to myself so not to reflect back on the kids.
But internally it has wreaked havoc on me.
I’ve spent multiple hours in the emergency room for unbearable stomach pain. A compliment of my own anxiety from the struggles I face raising two kids on the spectrum.
This isn’t a blame game. More of a confession of a mama that struggles daily with trying to be a good mama to her kids.
Moms make sacrifices. And I think moms with kids with challenges make more sacrifices.
Then there’s the fact that it’s hard to find support and people who truly understand the struggles because let’s be real each person with autism has their own unique struggles and strengths. So it’s hard to find someone who can relate to what you experience. Because of course everyone is different.
I’ve found myself struggling with my own health in all this autism business. And sometimes I realize my own struggles tend to have some spectrumy behaviors as well.
I read recently about a capsule with peppermint oil, and ginger can help ease the pain and discomfort associated with IBS.
So this week I’ve mixed up some potions in capsules and will try them for a few weeks before I can support or discredit this potion.
Praying it works. Praying I can learn to condition my own response to the days that can seem so out of control.
I truly hate anxiety. I hate that is has such a crippling effect on my body. And I hate that I haven’t been able to find a way to truly cope other than stifling my own struggles.
Do you find your anxiety leads to tummy issues? And how do you combat it?