Parental Loss

2021-11-18T10:33:30+00:00November 18th, 2021|Alannah's blog|

They say often. There is no manual for raising your children. Ain’t that the truth! There’s also no manual for when you loose a parent. Instead it’s a time of despair. Hopelessness. Chaos and heartbreak. I lost both my parents in equally traumatic (but different circumstances) a few years apart. Neither loss prepared me for the other. I felt broken and I thought I would never heal. Parental loss needs to be given time and space. It needs to be respected. No matter what age we lose a parent. It’s hard. The list of NEVERS. My [...]

Cheap Irish Homes RTE 1

2021-11-04T10:20:44+00:00November 4th, 2021|Alannah's blog|

In September 2019, my then 8 year old son, our two dogs, and one hamster moved to the West of Ireland. We had rented a wonderful cottage on the outskirts of Dublin since my son was born. But our time had come to an end there. Our wonderful landlady needed her cottage back, and we knew it was time to move on. I had lost a baby a couple of years before and I was ready to change our lives, to start a fresh. Staying in Dublin was non negotiable. We had no prospects of affording [...]

Baby Loss

2021-11-04T07:39:03+00:00November 4th, 2021|Alannah's blog|

The old, half painted, tired hospital ceiling was a patchwork of cracks. Following them with my eyes, as I lay on my back on the examination table, waiting.   Routine scans are never quite ‘routine’. Instead always tainted with a hint of fear, anxiety, excitement, relief and unknowns. Busy places, filled with stories. Stories of peoples lives. Mums, filled with a new future, a new hope. Some exited, some fearful, all there for the same common goal, to have a scan to check how the progress of their baby is coming along. A busy, bustling noisy [...]

Menopause

2021-05-26T11:42:25+00:00May 26th, 2021|Alannah's blog|

Brain fog, anxiety, irritation, short tempered, overwhelmed, heart palpitations, hot flushes, exhaustion, do any of these sound familiar? They sound familiar to me now, but a year and a half ago I actually thought I was losing the plot!. I thought it was just overwhelm from juggling things in my life. But now I realise, from my own searching it was menopause knocking at my door. But I am only 44 I said to myself, surely not! I am too young, (or so I thought). Since I have started talking about menopause on my social media, [...]

Mothers day grief

2021-03-14T11:54:06+00:00March 14th, 2021|Alannah's blog|

Gratitude or heartbreak, we all have our own answers to this question. Today is march 14, 2021. Mothers day on this side of the world. This photo is of my mother. My mother died at age 33. She died doing what she loved the most, riding her horse. A tragic end to a young life, she died on a day that she was most exited about, competing in one of the largest horse riding competitions Ireland has to offer, the Royal Dublin Society, Dublin Horse Show. As a grief therapist. This year I have sat with [...]

Covid in College

2021-02-23T13:07:22+00:00February 23rd, 2021|Alannah's blog|

‘Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all.’ Aristotle As a psychotherapist, I presently work with a large number of college students. My work with these incredibly talented, bright, funny, kind and clever humans has led me to write this blog post. Among all the students, their range of ages, and their range of beliefs, attitudes, interests and followings. I am finding they all have very distinct aspects in common. The effects Covid has had on them as individuals and in groups. The effect it is, and has had on their ‘new way’ [...]

Perfectly imperfect

2020-10-27T06:40:13+00:00October 27th, 2020|Alannah's blog|

Four years ago, I was pregnant with my second baby, her name would become Sally. She lived and died inside me. She was here for a short time, for a big lesson. I had been in love with her father, but he had not loved me. I had a broken heart, and a broken mind. I already had a son, at this stage he was only 5. His father had also not loved me. My son is my world, my everything. He was my guiding light, and to this day, still is. Motherhood has taught me [...]

A page from my life

2020-10-24T05:14:48+00:00September 24th, 2020|Alannah's blog|

A Familiar Sound. The old, half painted, tired hospital ceiling was a patchwork of cracks. Following them with my eyes, as I lay on my back on the examination table, waiting.   Routine scans are never quite ‘routine’. Instead always tainted with a hint of fear, anxiety, excitement, relief and unknowns. Busy places, filled with stories. Stories of peoples lives. Mums, filled with a new future, a new hope. Some exited, some fearful, all there for the same common goal, to have a scan to check how the progress of their baby is coming along. A [...]

Surrender

2020-06-14T07:59:37+00:00June 14th, 2020|Alannah's blog|

My innate need for control has its own strong mind and will. While the world as we know it changes, my own  internal world tries to keep things ‘the same’. Stopping the boat from rocking because that way I feel a sense of ‘ok-ness’ (technical word!). Let’s keep things going, that little voice in my head whispers, she whispers louder at night, when the world sleeps, she gets grumpier. She is lining up neat, symetrical rows. Whispering, what is working and what is not working. As night gets darker, and deeper, her voice gets louder. Till [...]

Corona Virus Living

2020-10-09T05:20:19+00:00April 24th, 2020|Alannah's blog|

Coronavirus Commune: meet the families who found a way to thrive through the crisis IMAGEWrites: As a result of the pandemic IMAGE contributing photographer Isabelle Coyle and friends established a new way of living in Sligo. Lizzie Gore-Grimes meets the five adults, six children, one teenager and three dogs living in the coronavirus commune. Photography by Ali Stewart. Isabelle and friends on the rocks   It seems bizarrely appropriate that as I come off the phone to Isabelle, The Beatles ‘Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da’ is playing on the radio. It’s like gorilla glue that song, I still haven’t managed to [...]

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