Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Let Them Go!



You all know how much I love finding little snippets of sanity that speak to my soul and this quote from T. D. Jakes is one of those gems.  


"Let Them Go!

There are people who can walk away from you.

And hear me when I tell you this.  When people walk away from you, let them walk! 

I don't want you to talk another person into 
staying with you, 
loving you, 
calling you, 
caring about you, 
coming to see you, 
staying attached to you.  

I mean - hang up the phone!

When people walk away from you, let them walk.  Your destiny is never tied to anybody who left." T. D. Jakes 


This little gem gifts me with a few pearls of wisdom:

Love myself enough to know that what another person thinks of me is none of my business, and if they do not want to be in my company that is their issue, not mine. 

Knowing my own worth is the ultimate in self respect - no self respecting person ever needs to beg to be loved, cared for, considered, or spent time with. 

The world will not end if a relationship/friendship ends. Sometimes that's just the way the cookie crumbles. People really do come into your life for a reason/season. Don't hate - appreciate.

My destiny is only ever tied to the quality of my thinking and my attitude to life and relationships. Not to anyone who left!

Letting go is such a powerful thing to do in life, no matter if it's a person, place, thing or attitude.  Surrender always brings peace of mind and spirit, making life a happy, free experience.


Thank you T.D. Jakes





Thursday, February 20, 2014

Angels Do Exist

I've met  many beautiful people throughout my life who are now lifelong friends. However, I've only met a couple of people in my life who I know are truly Angels on earth. 

One such person is Amanda.  

Amanda 

I posted a job ad on Perth Gumtree a few years ago now for two after work hours Carers.  One of the lovely people who applied for one of the positions was Amanda.  

The minute I met her I knew I was going to give her the job. It was one of those instantaneous 'click' connections.  Never mind that she had a gorgeous Irish accent (you know us Celts all love each other) but she had worked solely with children with special needs.  It was her passion and I had just struck gold!

Amanda is one of those rare people on our planet whose heart and soul is called to work with children with special needs.  This was absolutely apparent the minute Caragh and Amanda met. Caragh had a huge smile on her face while Amanda chatted away to her just like she would to you or I. The relief and gratitude I felt at finding this angel was almost overwhelming.

It is so important for parents of children with special needs to be able to trust the people that help with the care of their child.  I knew in that first instant that I could trust Amanda with Caragh's life.  I also knew that Amanda completely understood my need for a break and time out.  It was such a relief to talk to someone who absolutely got that Carers need cared for. 

Over the years Amanda has become so much more than the lovely angel that works for me.  She is a true and close friend to both Caragh and I.  She is family.

Amanda and Caragh out for a walk 
Tonight was the last Thursday night Amanda will work for me because she is about to start on a beautiful, very much longed for life back in Ireland with her Man.  I am deeply happy for her that her dreams are coming true - a real fairy tale story!  

I just wanted to pay tribute to the beautiful person she is, to acknowledge the fact that she has blessed both mine and Caragh's lives immensely.  We are going to miss her dearly.  I am completely grateful for all the help, love, friendship and care that she has brought into our home and I wish nothing but the best for her future. 

Mind you, I do KNOW in my heart of hearts this will not be the last we have seen of our wee Irish Angel! If she ever steps foot on Australian soil again my door is wide open to welcome her back. 

Thank you Amanda - you ARE an Angel.    

Monday, February 17, 2014

Puppy Love

You could never have told me 4 years ago that I would allow a dog to live in my house, sit on my lap or sleep on the end of my bed.  I would have argued with you till I was blue in the face about the 'well known fact' that dogs are not that clean and anyway, it's an animal, how can you get so attached to an animal that it becomes a part of the family like a human????

Time for Karen to eat humble pie on all of my ignorant canine rhetoric, I freely admit I had absolutely no idea about dogs, about their personality, their loyalty and their amazing way of wangling into your emotions and heart so that you end up loving them as much as any other member of your family. 

People kept telling me, "Karen get a dog, it will be great for Caragh.  She will love it." So back in August of 2010 one of Caragh's carers told me that her dog Ruby was about to have a litter of puppies and that I was welcome to one of them if I wanted.  I said I was not sure, but asked her if I could bring Caragh over to see them once they were born. August 26 2010 came and Ruby had a litter of 6 puppies.  There were already takers for 4 of those six, one would stay with Ruby and one extra that nobody had claimed could either be mine or would stay with his mum and brother.   

When the puppies were about 5 weeks old I took Caragh over to see them. Big mistake.. HUGE mistake.... one look at those little bundles of fluff and my heart was mush. We women just cannot resist babies of any sort can we?!!!





Seb at 5 - 6 weeks old when we first met him
Sebastian was the oldest in the litter.  He was a wee white ball of fluff with big dark eyes.  Absolutely cute as a button and a wee fatty to boot.  He waddled when he walked and when we came into the room he immediately waddled over to me and sat himself down on my foot.  I was in love!! Caragh was in love and we were oohing and aahing all over the place.  I then picked this wee fella up, held him close to me and THEN he puts his head on my chest, looks up at me with his big brown eyes - I mean seriously,  I had absolutely NO hope of saying no to having a dog now!  

Seb, as he is now known, had me hook, line and sinker. He very cleverly manipulated his way into my affections and knew that he had a home to go to when he was old enough to leave his Mum. 




Tiring stuff this moving to a new house

I love every single minute of having a dog.  I did have to get used to caring for a puppy when he was younger, it took me back to when I had babies - sleepless nights, potty training, feeding on time and going for walks, but all of that 'work' was worth it.  I learned very quickly that dogs are very intelligent, very loyal, very loving and very clean.  Mind you, I make sure my wee fella is clean as a whistle with fortnightly baths and that he smells like roses (johnson's baby powder to be exact !!)  

Yes he is spoilt, yes every rule I ever had prior to having a dog has gone out the window, yes I am protective of him and love him a lot.  He has added a dimension of love to our family that I never knew existed.  Dog and Cat owners had told me about this before, but again I simply had no idea. 


My favourite spot
Puppies love pillows
Chillin'
Pretending to sleep - maybe she'll let me stay!
So, if you are on the verge of making the decision about whether or not to get a dog, I would absolutely say YES do it.

Of course you have to be a responsible dog owner, take it to training classes, have it sterilised, make sure it is immunised, give it anti flea, worm and heart worm meds on a monthly basis.  Learn about your dog's personality traits both good and bad and never forget .. A dog is a dog.. they have sharp teeth and they bite.  Always be your dog's boss (ok my dog is boss over me sometimes but when push comes to shove, Karen is the boss!!) and if you do all of this, you will have a friend for life. 


chillaxin with crossed paws while the human works

Christmas Day after a dip in the pool (2013)

Boogie Boarding in the pool to keep cool

Will I or won't I swim? 
Best decision I ever made. 

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

A Mother Never Forgets

Caragh Lauren Reid 
The first moments of Caragh's life I will never forget.  Seconds after she was born, I looked down and saw a shock of black hair as she was handed to me,wide awake looking up into my eyes. Of course she was the most beautiful baby girl I had ever set eyes on, however, I immediately noticed something different about her.  She was blue from head to toe.  Nothing like when my boys were born with little blue hands and feet that turned pink within a couple of minutes.

As the doctors worked on me I said to them, "she is still blue."  They said give her time, she will pink up.  Another minute or two went by and I said a little more insistently - "she is still blue, is this okay?" The midwife and doctors kept reassuring me that all was well.  The whole time Caragh was looking at me with a really intent stare but still her colour was not changing.  Beginning to feel panic I then yelled, "she is STILL BLUE." The doctors looked up and seeing that she was not pinking up as quickly as they had hoped, blew pure oxygen into her face.  Instantly she turned pink.

Panic over. Time to establish Respiration 5 minutes.

The rest of our hospital stay was uneventful with Caragh doing well feeding and sleeping - albeit her body clock liked to sleep all day and be wakeful during the night.

At 6 weeks old when I went to pick my baby up from her bassinet for a feed, I got the fright of my life because her eyes were bobbing about in the back of her head. I had already noticed that she didn't have good control of her eyes, but put that down to the normal way babies are as they learn to focus. However, again this was different.  I called the doctor immediately, took her for a check up and was told all was okay, nothing untoward going on, no seizures, no temperature and the doc concluded it was just poor eye muscle control.

The next little surprise Caragh had in store for us was when she was 10 -12 weeks old.  Her 'soft spot' or Fontanelle closed over completely.  Now for any of you who know about babies, that soft spot is a very important indicator of baby's health and should not close over totally until the child is at least a year old.  This meant another trip to the doctors with a referral to a paediatrician who thoroughly checked Caragh out.  She was developmentally doing well, again with nothing untoward going on.  They put the closure of her Fontanelle down to 'possibly a familial trait.'

As the weeks changed to months I had a constant feeling of unease about my baby girl.  She was doing things very differently from my three previous babies.  When I held her up taking her out of the bath, her little body would be so 'tight'.  Her head arching back and her toes curling up. If I tried to gently move her head forward to put some clothes on, she had such a tight neck she couldn't easily allow her chin to her chest.  Her sounds were different.  She had a very guttural raspy quality to her baby noises. She was always very engaged with her eyes, looking at you intently, smiling and following you around a room, but if you put a rattle in her hand it was as if she did not know she had arms and hands.  Her movements were jerky.  I would be on the verge of taking her to the doctors because she was not reaching her milestones and then she would achieve the milestone, making me think I was worrying about nothing.


Sleeping Angel at 10 months old
The first Christmas after Caragh was born my parents came to visit us in Australia.  She was 10 months old.  After a few days, Mum and Dad eventually asked me "Karen do you think there is something wrong with Caragh?"  Of course my answer was yes. That was the start of many doctors visits and investigations; Paediatricians, Physiotherapists, OT and Early Intervention therapies were all carried out.  Frustratingly, the doctors could not find anything wrong with her but did realise that she was slightly developmentally delayed, so decided to keep an eye on her.

Caragh sat at 12 months, crawled at 14 months and walked at 16/17 months old.  Delayed, but not too delayed.  All was progressing as smoothly as could be expected until she was 18 months old when I put her down to walk and her right leg flicked up behind her.  At first I thought I had imagined it, however, over the next couple of days this leg 'tick' got worse, then her torso became involved - twisting involuntarily, then her facial muscles joined in the onslaught of uncontrollable movements.

Immediately the Early Intervention physiotherapist arranged for Caragh to see a Paediatric Neurologist as she felt that Caragh was no longer "symmetrical"- meaning that one side of her body was no longer in sync with the other side of her body.  In fact at times it looked as though Caragh had had a stroke.

However, she was happy, well in herself and a delightful natured little thing.  That demeanour is what kept her out of hospital.  Once the Paediatric Neurologist saw her he arranged for her to have a CT Scan after the weekend of our appointment.  He did warn us that if anything at all changed or got worse in the meantime to contact him immediately.

Perfection
Over that weekend things got dramatically worse.  Caragh could no longer walk, her legs kept tripping her up, her torso was twisting and one side of her face was pulling.  When we called the Neurologist, he sounded very concerned and told us to make our way immediately to The Sick Kids in Melbourne. He called ahead to tell them we were on our way.  We had to farm out three little boys and drive the 6 - 8 hour drive to Melbourne.  That trip was done in silence.  All I kept hearing was the Neurologist saying, there has to be some kind of pathology going on there.  i.e. he thought she had a brain tumour.

We arrived at the Sick Kids at 9 p.m. that night where Caragh was promptly admitted to the Neurological Ward and the next day the barrage of tests began.  Lumbar Puncture, Brain Scans, Blood Tests, Physical Examinations.  She became known as 'the little girl with the gait' because of how strange her walk had become.

As she was such a puzzle, she was also quite an attraction and we were asked by the Consultant Neurologist at the time if we minded Caragh being the subject of a meeting of Neurologists and would we be happy to be interviewed/asked questions by a room full of doctors.   Of course we said we would be happy to help as they were all trying to work out what was going on.  All the while Caragh was still smiling and happy!!

After a week in hospital they thought Caragh had the rare Neurological Disorder called Segawa's Syndrome.  However people with Segawa's Syndrome do not have intellectual delay or disability.  Her physical symptoms of the uncontrollable Dystonia were the deciding factor of this diagnosis and so they started her on a drug regime that had never been tried on such a young child.  In fact she was the only child in Australia on the drug L-Dopa at that time.  We had to increase Caragh's dosage daily until the Dystonia disappeared and then reduce it again to see if her symptoms remained alleviated.  We also had to film her progress daily with each increase of the dose and send it to the Professor and all his Neurologist buddies.  They were making a documentary about her.  It was a miracle drug.  Her symptoms disappeared, but unfortunately two weeks after coming off the L-Dopa the Dystonia returned with vengeance - now her whole body was affected. So, back to the drawing board we go and back on the drug.  Caragh remained on L-Dopa until she was 14 years old.


Christmas Morning with her brothers - 22 months old
Over the years Caragh's disability became more apparent but thankfully the Dystonia settled down.  It took me a long time to get over not having an official diagnosis for her.  I felt that if there was at least a name for this thing I could cope better and would have something to work with.  The Segawa's Syndrome diagnosis was ditched as her intellectual problems became more apparent. Caragh presents closest to that of children with Angelman's Syndrome except she is not completely intellectually disabled, so I stick with that because the profile of a child with Angelman's is 99 % my angel Caragh.


Caragh on dress up day at school in Doha with the wonderful Ms Margie
Whenever Caragh's birthday comes around it brings back a lot of memories of the intense period of Dystonia, Doctors and Diagnoses that are etched in my memory as if they happened yesterday and not 23 years ago.

I can honestly say Caragh is the most beautiful gift I have ever been given, the hardest challenge I've had to face and the biggest lesson I have had to learn.  I love her more than words can express and I am very very grateful to her for teaching me absolute unconditional love and acceptance.  It doesn't get any better than that let me tell you.

Happy Birthday Caragh my angel xxx

Friday, February 7, 2014

Flex Your Emotional Muscles

I read an article on emotional strength yesterday that is one of those pieces of writing that packs a punch of truth and begs the reader to question just how emotionally strong they are.  




For me, it showed all the 'working out' I have done over the years, especially in this last year, has made me a lean mean emotionally strong machine!!




Having powerful, well defined, emotional strength brings a myriad of benefits that taught me how to put myself first without being selfish. 

I can't say that I've always been emotionally strong, I have had challenges in my life (like every other human on the planet) that showed up gaping holes of emotional weakness, but I have always had the strength of character to know that deep down I had it in me to do whatever it takes to live my best life, face myself and to strengthen those weak emotional muscles. 

Below is a list of '15 things Emotionally Strong People Don't Do' taken from the aforementioned punch packing article. I'm going to relate each point to myself and think it's a great point of reference for anyone to check the state of their emotional wellbeing. 





1. They Don’t Beg For Attention
Needing attention is directly linked to emotion. Those who feel the need for recognition only find themselves experiencing feelings of worth when others make them feel needed; it’s as if these people are uncertain of their value, or if they have any ounce of self-worth. Feeling unsure of your worth is a self-fulfilling prophecy; if you don’t know you matter, then no one will ever believe you do.
I've been there! I have in the past begged for attention: wanted life to be all about me, wanted others to make me feel good about myself.  I gave others the power to decide whether I was happy or not.  I allowed others to dictate facets of my personality e.g. that I was a 'scaredy cat'.  How ridiculous!  Today I know my own worth.  I matter.  I love that I matter and it makes me demand - in the softest terms of the word - to be respected, honoured and treated in a healthy manner on all levels. 
2. They Don’t Allow Others To Bring Them Down
Emotional strength requires resilience. This world is filled with haters and trolls. There are jealous eyes lurking around every corner. The unfortunate truth is that often the people who hold us back the most are those closest to us. Getting rid of these people is often the best solution, but also the most difficult. If you can quietly remove these people from your life, that’s one fewer bridge burned and much less of an emotional trigger.
You know how you know when someone says something that is unacceptable to you? How your spirit reacts to words that fall out of other people's mouths under the guise of caring, or loving you, or trying to help you understand??  Yet while you are listening to these words, your BS radar is screaming like a siren??  My advice.. LISTEN to the screaming siren.  
I've learned to trust my instincts.  To honour myself and know immediately when I am being brought down by another.  Previously I would have been distraught by those negative actions towards me but today I pity people that feel the need to behave that way, so I quietly remove those people from my life, or take myself out of the equation. I will not allow myself to be in the situation for the negative BS to continue.  THAT feels GOOD!


3. They Don’t Hold Grudges
If you’re holding a grudge, then you already care more about a situation than you should. If a person apologizes genuinely, forgive him or her. If this person doesn’t apologize, then don’t interact with him or her, but don’t hold grudges. People with whom you seek to alienate and hold grudges against take up too much of your mental energy, doing more harm than good.
Of course I have held grudges in  my life.  What a waste of emotional energy though. In Alcoholics Anonymous they have a saying:  Resentment is the number 1 killer.  Believe it folks, if you are sitting stewing over some unkind treatment of you then you are drinking poison hoping the perpetrator is going to die!!!  Do yourself a favour and let that negativity go. The offender is not even thinking about what they've done so don't let your emotional muscles weaken because of someone else.


4. They Never Stop Doing Their Own Thing
Emotionally strong individuals do what they do because they love doing it. They don’t plan on slowing down or stopping for anyone who deems their happiness inappropriate.
I used to be such a people pleaser.  As a young woman I thought that if I did what everyone else wanted then we would all be happy smiley people..... except Karen!!  Don't die to yourself all the time.  It's not good for your sense of self.  Today I do what I want to do and if others don't like it.. TOUGH!! 


5. They Never Stop Believing In Themselves
Those who love themselves and understand themselves — those who aren’t afraid or proud to be themselves — never doubt themselves. You amount to your own self-worth, not a shilling more.
You know I used to have trouble with this believing in myself business.  Other people's words like "you've failed", "you're no good at this" "you shouldn't do that" "you can't possibly want to do this" etc etc.. and my own self criticism kept me emotionally stuck in negativity.  
Today I absolutely 100 percent believe in myself, even though to others it might seem I try and fail over and over again in certain areas of my life - my take on it is - I NEVER give up, I persevere, I am always teachable and willing to learn new ways to live my best life.  GO Karen!!! :)


6. They Don’t Act Like Bitches Or Assh*les
People are mean. But we wonder, why? Being a jerk is only good as an intimidation factor, and if you’re trying to intimidate people, then you better be a negotiator by profession; if you’re intimidating just for the sake of it, you’re obviously overcompensating for a lack of confidence. Do you also drive a very large automobile, perhaps? I hear they make pills for that.
Can honestly say I do not act like a B or an AH.


7. They Know Better Than To Let Just Anyone Into Their Lives
The emotionally strong are emotionally strong for a reason: They don’t expose themselves to people who break down their defenses and crush their morale. Most people in the world are lost and will be more than happy to take you along with them. Don’t let an awful acquaintance ruin your happiness.
Being selective about your friends, lovers and even family is a skill well learned.  If you allow toxic unhappy people to be around you all the time, then you are going to get more of the same in your life.  If you have good, happy, honest, non judgemental people in your life, your life is going to be a great experience.


8. They Aren’t Afraid To Love
If you’re afraid to love, you don’t have enough confidence in yourself. You obviously think you can’t be in a lasting relationship, but only in one that is doomed for disaster. You don’t want to get hurt again because getting hurt really sucks. There is no reason for you to get your heart broken again because you are awesome. If things don’t work out, it’s not you. It’s the two of you together. Unless, of course, you are an awful human being; in that case, it is you.
Thankfully, I am no longer afraid to love.   Taking risks and being 'vulnerable' in love is all part of the roller coaster ride of relationships. Nothing in this world is perfect. Partners make mistakes and so do you, so either work through it, forgive and decide to carry on living a life of love or get your butt out of there and move on. Easier said than done I know, but I think that is the choice we have.  Love or Leave.


9. They Don’t Lie In Bed Dreading The Day Ahead Of Them
The best part of your day should be the moment you wake up and realize you’re still alive. We take life for granted too regularly.
I can't say I ever lie in bed dreading the day ahead.  I always look forward to what the day will bring.  Thank you!


10. They’re Not Afraid Of Slowing Down
Emotionally strong people aren’t in need of constant action and excitement. They don’t need to run around all day and keep moving in order to avoid their demons. They appreciate a slow moment because it brings them closer to what it feels like to do nothing but living, breathing. This is not to say that they don’t enjoy excitement in their lives, but they aren’t junkies and are more than happy to just go for a walk and smell the roses.
I LOVE my own company.  I love that I don't have to be going to parties or out shopping or on the phone talking for hours or have a television on in the background all the time.  I still enjoy all those things, however, my life will not end if they are not happening and I enjoy being my own friend. 


11. They Don’t Do Things They Don’t Want To Do
We all do things that we don’t love to do, but we should never do things that we don’t want to do. The emotionally strong understand that and almost always manage to figure out a way to focus on what they love, which allows them to figure out what they need to do, in order to do what they love. Although they may not love every second of it, they like doing what they are doing because it’s bringing them one step closer to what they would love to do.
Ain't that the truth!!  No more saying yes and meaning no, getting resentful towards the other person because you said yes when you meant no < Insanity right there.  
12. They Have No Problem Saying “No”
If you can’t say “no,” you will get abused. You’ll be considered a pushover and no one will ever ask you for your opinion or take it seriously when you give it. Saying “no” reminds people that they don’t have control over you.
Saying 'No' used to be difficult for me because I was such a people pleaser.  I am happy to announce that I no longer have ANY problem saying 'No'.  I will not allow myself to be manipulated into any situation I do not want to be a part of and while I am still a kindhearted person, I am no pushover.


13. They Don’t “Forget” To Give Back
We’re not too busy or too poor to donate our money and/or time. We don’t forget, either. Some people just choose to ignore our responsibilities as human beings. The stronger you are emotionally, the more you come to appreciate others and life itself. You give life more worth and you begin to empathize with those who were dealt a bad hand.
Every single one of us has their particular way of giving back and I think that it is wise to remember that my way of giving back is not the same as yours.  People get themselves in a pickle if they expect your ways of doing things to be just like theirs.  Not happening folks.  That's why some are philanthropists, some are social carers, some are foster parents .. I could keep going but I will stop.  You get the picture. 


14. They Don’t Feel The Need To Fit In
The stronger you are emotionally, the more independent you become. You don’t feel the need to fit in because you fit in where it matters: the world. People form smaller social groups that are often skewed and unhealthy. Wanting to fit in doesn’t say much more than “I’m afraid to be myself.”
This is the single most freeing feeling there is.  To not feel the need to fit in.  To not worry about what another thinks of you. To be totally happy in your own skin and like yourself, your beliefs and the way you live your life.   Can I hear an "Amen"??? 


15. They Don’t Forget That Happiness Is A Decision
Most importantly, the emotionally strong have learned to understand the power their brains have over both the mind and body. They understand that emotions are reactions, not reactions to direct physical causes, but to the way we perceive those causes. In other words, our emotions don’t reflect reality; rather, our emotions reflect the way we interpret reality. Understanding this gives us near-full control of our emotions and, therefore, our lives.
Singularly of prime importance to me is the decision to be happy.  I know my brain can ramble on about how hard this, that and the next thing is in my life and yes, there are hard things going on, but I choose my reaction and can change the direction of my thoughts with the snap of my fingers.  This takes practice, mindfulness and living in the present moment.  So, get present and be happy!!

Can you see the definition of your emotionally flexed muscles when you read through this checklist?  Do yourself a favour and get working out if there are any areas of weakness, it will really enhance your sense of well-being. 



Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Turkish Delight

I've spent the morning reminiscing about my trip to Europe in July/August of 2012.  I cannot believe it was 18 months ago I was travelling with my friend Gaby and enjoying the delights and sights of so much around UK, Europe, Istanbul, The Greek Islands and - at the end - a few days in Qatar before flying home.  


Karen and Gaby at Athens Airport heading to Qatar

I want to do it all AGAIN!!!  Travelling is so good for the soul - it really shows you what 'stuff' you are made of and gives you so many gifts on so many levels: history, art, culture, experience, breathtaking views, amazing architecture; the list goes on and on and on.  


Blue Mosque
One of those life experiences we were told we MUST do when we got to Istanbul was to book in for a Turkish Bath. Like the good little Australian Tourists we were, Gaby and I sought out a fabulous Turkish Bath Spa near the Blue Mosque and Hagia Sofia . We found AyaSofya and booked our much anticipated
afternoon of pampering for day 2 in Istanbul.  We had NO idea what we were letting ourselves in for or what we were about to experience!!

Day 2 dawned with much excitement as we had a planned to visit the Grand Bazaar that morning.  What an amazing, overwhelming place it is. You know it's bad when a serial shopper like me thinks, "get me out of here there is too much to choose from I can't choose!" 


Grand Bazzar Istanbul
At the entrance of the Grand Bazaar

We then lunched near the Hagia Sophia, enjoying the busy surrounds, people watching the masses milling between there and the Blue Mosque, killing time till our Turkish Bath appointment at 3 p.m. 

Lunch spot near Hagia Sofia
We arrived at AyaSofya, were given our spa packs, pointed towards the wooden changing rooms, asked to get changed and to wait for our beauty therapist to arrive.  Gaby asked where the ladies room was as I went to the changing rooms and when she returned, said... "Karen, I think we have to get naked, I just saw women from 20's t0 90's in there all butt naked having their treatments."  

AyaSofya Spa
We both looked at each other in silent amazement, then burst out laughing.  Now if you know my mate Gaby she is body beautiful and has not a lump or bump on her body that she needs to worry about - however, she is VERY shy and self conscious.  Me on the other hand.. well, while I am not shy, I do have lots of lumps, bumps, curves and wobbly bits that I was not quite sure I wanted to be on display to all and sundry in a Turkish Spa Bath surrounded by strangers!! 


Where we waited for our therapists and poured water on our bodies 

That being the case, like a couple of giggling teenagers, we asked the reception ladies if it was alright for us to leave our knickers on.  Laughing they said of course and asked if it was our first time! Feeling a LITTLE better, we followed a therapist through to the marble bathing area.  We were told to sit in one of the many alcoves that had two lovely sink areas with cool water and given a bowl with which to pour the water from the sinks over our bodies.  We did as we were told, trying very hard not to go into fits of giggles again. Then came our therapists.  Oh my word there was NO way we could contain the laughter now.  

Bathing Area 
Moving us through to another bathing area they at first sat us on a marble bench and promptly started throwing buckets of water over our heads and bodies; washing us from top to bottom - 
getting under our arms, 
boobs, under the belly, in 
between the thighs - you name it they just scrubbed haha!!  

Next it was head to toe exfoliation time!!  I've never had gritty exfoliator soap in so many hidden body places in my life before. We were then asked to stand up and put our arms out to the sides, like a crucifix stance, while we were rinsed off.  Even the therapists were laughing at our nervous laughter, talking between themselves, realising we were newbies on the Turkish Bath scene.  Once the therapist was satisfied that every layer of dead skin was off our legs, feet, butt, stomach, chest, back, arms and face they took us through to what I call the Butchers Block. 


Butchers Block

The Butchers Block was a massive marble stone in the middle of a large marble room that we had to lie down on our backs naked as a jaybird and wait for the next treatment which was a GODSEND. 


Love them Bubbles!!
The GODSEND came in the form of a pillow case full of bubbles  that covered our entire front bodies up to our neck. Not one centimetre of nakedness on show anymore, however the scrubbing of every nook and cranny on my body had to be experienced to believe it.  I almost squealed when she got to between my thighs!!  Time to turn over for another pillow case of bubbles on our back side to repeat the process. 

Another trip back to the bathing area to have our hair washed and conditioned, more gaspingly COLD water thrown over us, then we were handed a very welcome big bath towel and taken to massage rooms for our full body massage.  At last some privacy!  

By the end of this 2 hour extravaganza our bodies and my nooks and crannies were the shiniest and most vibrant they'd ever been.  We were positively glowing!

The fact that we were like lambs led to the slaughter in this travel experience made it all the more funny to talk about later. We were so surprised and impressed at the comfort and ease with which the Turkish ladies handled being totally naked in front of each other.   Apparently it is run of the mill normality for them to have a Turkish bath at LEAST once a week!  Not quite sure if I could cope with that many, but I certainly did enjoy the benefits of baby soft, glowing skin and a totally cleansed, relaxed body afterwards.  

Hagia Sofia

If you ever find yourself in Istanbul, you MUST get a Turkish Bath at the AyaSofya Spa - but now at least you are forewarned! Check out their website and choose your treatment: Aya Sofya Spa, Istanbul