I have a wonderful husband, two gorgeous little boys, a wonderful marriage, a great Aussie Holden commodore, a great little home, but we all have problems somewhere on the inside.
We have a little 2-bedroom cottage, with a small front yard. This was our first house that we bought about 6 months after we were married, just after we settled on the house, we found out we were expecting a little person to join us on this journey, they call life.
Our son Noah was born in the January of 05, he was perfect in every way.
Beautiful big eyes and a smile that could melt a thousand hearts.
Our perfect world did start to crumble with our little boy being ill constantly, 1st with chronic reflux and colic.
Soon after our little boys stomach was rejecting almost everything he ate.
Pediatrician kept telling us there was nothing wrong, but he was losing weight, he wasn't keeping foods down and he was now getting up 30-40 times a night, clutching at his stomach.
I left work after I returned, as not even his preschool could keep up with his strict food guidelines.
The week before leaving work my husbands' bike that he was about to sell got stolen.
This bike was supposed to help us through my sons' medical problems until I could get back into work again.
I loved being home with our son but I knew that we might be strapped for cash.
The community got behind us though and raised some money to help us get on top of things, such as medical costs.
But as we all know money doesn't go far. The government couldn't help us because my sons' illness wasn't on their list as an illness that needed carers. I still don't understand how they could make this ruling as still friends and family are unsure what he can and can't eat.
After seeing pediatricians and doctors a family friend suggested that we saw a naturopath, who also did iridology (where they look into the eyes and tell you what is wrong).
We went and it was the best thing we ever did. In 5 minutes she told me what a doctor couldn't in 18 months.
We put him on a special diet, and she gave him some herbal medication to take, which improved him out of sight in 2 weeks.
For those who want to know, he had thrush in the stomach and bowel, he suffers from malabsoption syndrome; he had a liver and bladder problem, not to mention his respiratory problems (which he had been on a nebulizers for).
Now he is 2 and 4 months, and you would think that every thing would be fantastic, but its not.
After getting my son on the right track, my husband lost his job for 6 months. So we fell behind on all of our bills, one going to a debt collector.
We fell pregnant just before my husband lost his job, so we would soon have another little person in our lives.
Reading this you may think I am ungrateful, but I am not I truly think that we are lucky to have a wonderful family, but I know that someday the bottom is going to fall out of our perfect little world.
We are now in about $30,000 in credit card, tax and bills debt. But so far I have found nowhere to turn. I can only work casually, because of my sons' food allergies and of course my beautiful newborn Talon.
We could sell everything but still we would have nothing, we would be no better off.
My perfect family is perfect in every way except financially and now I feel as though we have nowhere to go and no one who wants to help.
I look at my children and I want to give them the world, but at the moment I can only give them a world of debt.
So next time you look at that perfect little family walking down the street, or the one in your life please realize that it may look perfect on the outside, but something may not be right on the inside.
