What the is #challengeaccepted all about? Instagram has looked into the origin of the hashtag, which was reported to have started back in 2016 to raise awarness of cancer. Since then it has also been used in various causes including recently to raise awareness of the terrible rates of femicide in Turkey.
The NY Times reported it was boosted by a US congress woman calling out a fellow representative for sexism last week. But instagram said this current movement can be traced back to a post by Brazilian journalist anapaulapadraooficial
So there you have it. If you posted this to talk about those women who inspire you, thats great, if you posted it to call out shocking rates of violence against women thats a worthy and important cause too, and if you posted it because it was fun, thats cool too. But wow! See how easy it is to get swept up in a movement without understanding what it is even about? #womensupportingwomen #womenempowerment #challengeaccepted
3 years ago, Your Daddy woke up and snuggled you, he fed you breakfast, he bathed and dressed you. You were bright and full of smiles, the special ones you saved for Daddy. Later, we went out for coffee. Mummy wanted you to have more fluids, so we went to get the grape flavored pedialyte from the pharmacy. (Mummy was convinced you liked it better). You seemed to have turned a corner. When the nurse called, Mummy said we didnāt need a visit today. You were so much better. She told Daddy to go out for a little Daddy self-care hour. You and Mummy snuggled on the couch while we waited for him. You lay on top of her the rest of the day. She can still feel your warm body asleep on her. Your heart on her heart. When she got up, she held your body against hers. She didnāt put you down all day. She was so used to your low muscle tone, your breathing less, she didnāt notice if it was worse than normal. This was our normal. You had a seizure, Mummy gave you your meds, you went back to sleep on Mummyās heart.
Your Aunty C and little friend O arrived in the evening bringing warmth and love as always. Weād planned to have pizza for dinner with our little families. Another seizure came and Aunty C held you close while Mummy went to get your rescue meds. Out of my embrace for only moments, the first time in hours. You took your chance.
I know you couldnāt do it while I held you.
You lay with us. Your Daddy and I both begging you to come back. Take one more breath. But there were no more left.
Hello Sunday, hello new faces and old.
Who am I and why should you care? Iām Priyanka, Iāve had 3 pregnancies, born 2 babies and have one living child, and one amazing husband. Our first born, Baby Lily is forever 10 months old. Everyday I carry hope, love, happiness, sadness and grief. Yes they all sit alongside each other in a familiar āachey after a long walkā sort of way.
Im here to share that the struggle is real and that good things still happen even when you have lost hope. That motherhood is hard and all kinds of magical, no matter if your child is healthy, medically complex or living in the stars. That you can survive and even thrive after trauma but still never get over it. That it is ok to be a different you from the person that you were before. That there is an incredible community of women here to help carry you, in your hardest moments. Starting with me showing up here for youš„ šP x
Hello lovelies, I have an important thought of the day for you: When things are really bad and the world is dark and closing in on you - turn the lights on! š” Seriously, turn them on!
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In the middle of the night, if you are alone in the dark, things always seem harder. The shadows grow tall and everything can become overwhelming. Whether it is a teething baby, or an anxious mind. Turning the lights on really helps. It banishes the creepy shadows both figuratively and practically. š” Double tap if you agree!
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Last night I did my first Instagram live with Rachael of mylifeof_love . You can find it in my stories and saved in highlights. This is a conversation about grief and how we survive. But also universal truths about hope and strength in a time of crisis. We talk about how you can keep going when your world is falling apart, and Rachael and I both actively āchoseā to grow rather than be crushed. (Dont get me wrong there is still a lot of falling apart, but always a will to get back up again). It got me wondering - is there something simple you do that helps in times of crisis? Like turning the š” on? There are lots of people in this little community who could benefit from simple practices you might have. So please tell me what else can we do and save this post so you can come back and read the list later! Go šš½šš½
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When Lily was first diagnosed with a rare and terminal disease I wanted to pack my bags and run. For a time I lived in denial. Denial about raising a child with a disability, denial that Lily would die before me. I still wish I could change the way our story ended. But I cant. brenebrown says āOwning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it.ā For most of us, it is difficult to own our stories of loss and challenges in a society that doesnāt want to acknowledge or talk about it. But when you do - the power and connections that come from it are mind blowing. It unites us. Me with you and you with so many others. Thats why I share - thatās why I want you to share your story too. Would you be interested in sharing your story on our blog once our website is updated? Let me knowšš½
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Please join me tomorrow night at 8pm with Rachael, author of Mackenzieās Mission, to hear about her babies and her story which changed the public health policy of our nation #mackenziesmission #lilycalvertfoundation
When I went back to work after mat leave with Jasper, my anxiety about having him in childcare was off the charts. I listened and accepted that I had to go with this feeling rather than ignore it. Instead I searched for someone who could care for him in our home. Do you believe that sometimes people comes along just when you need them? āØ Well, I asked and like Mary Poppins, on a windy day, Amanda appeared. āØWe instantly connected. I knew I could trust her to nurture Jasper. She is a modern day Mary Poppins - a Montessori teacher, a childrenās yoga expert, an artist, an incredible cook with the most calming energy. She understood my grief for Lily and she gently nurtured me too. Alongside caring for Jasper, Amanda was busy setting up her incredible glokidsyoga . A complete series of yoga, meditation and learning through the chakras. It includes songs, videos, books and curriculum aligned lesson plans (for the teachers). Our favourite is āhead, shoulders, yoga poseā. Some of the meditations work really well for calming tantrumy toddlers (swipe to see Jasper doing meditation āpeace begins with meā.) ā ā
Move over cosmic kids, cos their is a new kid on the block and it is AHHMazing. glokidsyoga is a heart felt children series. You really must check out these resources. Ps Though our Mandy isnāt able to this year we are lucky to have her daughter romi_grace take over! So dang grateful to have this family in our lives, and pumped to be able to share them with your through glokidsyoga - go check them out now!
Lily wants know more about you. Tell us, where do you live? Do you have kids (earth and angel both count). Aaaanndd are you
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Mamma is Salty, Vino, TV... Dont be shy! Especially if you donāt usually comment - we wanna know about you!!! Your turnšš½
I ran a poll about trigger warnings for baby loss in my stories a week ago and 81% of you said you donāt need a warning to hear about loss - whether you have lost a baby or not. Double tap if you agree. š
Though created for a good reason, Iāve wondered before who trigger warnings serve? Is it those whoāve lost their babies, or a way to let others turn away? Over the weekend I read mylifeof_love book from cover to cover. I recommend you all read it. Rachel makes the point that it is a story of hope. She says people who have experienced great loss are often āmore grateful than those who havenātā. She says, donāt be afraid of witnessing pain, that to live the fullest of lives you need to experience all of it. Eternal love doesnāt need a trigger. So letās all lean the fuck in. Buy the book, witness the pain and become better versions of ourselves. I am ready, are you?šš½
My sonās foot is white, my foot is brown, my mumās foot is white, my grandfatherās foot is brown. Why does it matter and what does it mean in Australia?
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I am privileged, I am not indigenous, I do not want to say that I understand what BIPOC people are experiencing or that I am hard done by. I do not want to make this about me. I am privileged and I donāt want you to feel sorry for me. But I do have an insight into the systemic and ingrained racism that exists in our world. It happens every time someone asks if I am Jasperās Nanny. No, I am his mother. Or when people look at me warily in the supermarket when Jasper does his favourite party trick - shouting loudly for mummy when I am standing right next to him. āIs she his mum?ā. Or the countless times as a child that my blonde mother was asked āAre those kids yours or did you adopt them?ā. Or worse, the mortifying times in particular overseas countries that I have been treated like a hired escort - simply because I am with a white man in a posh hotel. That is the ingrained stuff. It can happen to any person of colour, of any social or economic standing. Iāve been so inspired to see everyone taking time to learn this week. Keep learning and thinking. And most of all lets keep teaching our children. That is all š
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Ps Tell me what you have learnt this week?
There will be painful moments in life. It will feel like you have hit rock bottom and everyone else has it better. Sink to your knees. Scream, howl, rage. Feel every bit of it. And stand up. You stand up and carry your pain. Step forward with it.
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Because when you do, thats when you start to see the chinks of light, tiny tendrils of hope. That is when you realise, no matter how much better someoneās life might look - we are all one step away from success or disaster.
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Happiness and peace, love and wisdom, they might be just around the corner. All you gotta do is stand up.
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When Lily was very sick, I lost my hope for a while. As an optimistic person, I can usually see a way forward. But I lost it. I thought everyone had a better life than me. The only thing thing I had left was love. Love for Lily, love for hubs and that made me stand up. But once I made that step, the hope started to creep back in.
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The lesson? You dont have to solve it all, you just have to face whats happening and take a tiny step forward. The rest will follow. I promise. Tag someone who needs to hear this today.
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