WHY IT’S TIME TO TAKE A STEP BACK…

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it (I’ve mentioned it) but I’ve been sick. Actually, quite sick. On Thursday I was diagnosed with pneumonia which is actually the second time in a year and the third time in my whole life. I don’t know about you, but that just feels a little too often for my liking.  Continue reading

WHY I’M GETTING HOT AND BOTHERED OVER NUROFEN’S NEW GADGET…

Let’s be honest, kids are enough hard work when they are healthy, happy and not destroying your house from the inside out. When they’re sick, it’s even worse. Your life descends into the twilight zone – day and night are no longer defined by the rising and setting sun but instead by those snatches of sleep you grab somewhere between giving them medicine and them vomiting from fever. Your darkened days are luminated only by the painful tones of the Teletubbies at 4am while your kid is covered in snot and literally, days can pass before you realise you haven’t showered or brushed your teeth.

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THE PMT MYTH?

PMT and PMS has long been the subject of debate amongst women, medical professionals and certain brave men. There has been a lot of research into PMT/PMS (the terms are interchangeable) with little solid evidence to provide an acceptable conclusion. What is clear is that many women, every month, are struggling seriously with their mental states in the lead up to their period. Continue reading

THE SKINNY ON SKIN-TAGS

I know skin tags aren’t the sexiest of topics for a blog, but this is a parenting blog after all; we lost sexy somewhere between battered vaginas and poo stains. Let’s face it: pregnancy has been fetishised since the dawn of time, but if you’ve actually done it you’ll know it’s about as sexy as Boris Johnson in a pair of edible panties.  The varicose veins, the heavy labia, the dripping pelvic floor, the burgeoning, leaking boobs straining translucently through a knackered old feeding bra and branded with a road map of blue veins are not sexy. Growing a human may be bad-ass, but it’s rarely sexy. Continue reading

WHY MAMA SAYS STOP…

For the last week, I have been paralysed with illness. If I’m honest, I haven’t been well for a few weeks but like every other mother, I just kept going. I’d feel run down and tired and in response, I might cancel a night out then, the next day, I’d get up and keep going at a million miles an hour. In between I’d pop a few Paracetamol and Ibruprofen to keep the headaches at bay. I drank my body-weight in water, did yoga when I could and ate my vegetables. I figured that would be enough to keep me going. It wasn’t. Continue reading

WHY I’M FOCUSSING ON BODY POSITI’FIT’Y

Ok – that headline sounded way better in my head and now that I’ve seen it written down, it makes me cringe but I’m running with it because you know I love a pun, even a bad one. So, yes, the #bodypositivity movement has been wonderful and I’m so inspired by the likes of Nat over on Style Me Sunday and the Body Posi Panda for everything they are doing to encourage us all to embrace our bodies. That being said, I don’t want to forget about fitness and health in all this. Continue reading

WHY I’M STARTING TO KICK MY OWN ASS…

It is a fact universally acknowledged that, as mums, we have the perfect excuse to avoid exercise and getting healthy. I mean, no one is busier than a mum, right? No one is more tired than a mum and anyway, don’t we spend all day running around after the kids? I mean, if that’s not cardio then I don’t know what is. And OK, I may eat oven chips and fish fingers for dinner but it’s only half a fish finger because, you know, I only ate the left overs so it doesn’t count, right?  Continue reading

MY RELATIONSHIP WITH BOOZE…WHAT’S NEW

Over two months ago I posted the most personal blog yet detailing my relationship with booze and the negative impact it was having on my life, my relationship, my children, my bank balance. The response to the blog was overwhelming. I received hundreds of emails, literally (I stopped counting after 230) from other women (and a few men). All of them called me brave (or ‘brace’ thanks to auto-correct), some thanked me for writing their story, some were grateful that I’d held a mirror up to their own drinking habits, some just wanted to say, “Me too. I’m here.” None, zero, absolutely not one of the emails was negative.  Continue reading

WHAT I’VE LEARNT SINCE I BROKE UP WITH BOOZE…

It’s been four weeks (a little over actually) since I gave up booze. For a whole month plus two days I haven’t touched a drop and, in all honesty, I haven’t found it too hard. This probably has something to do with the fact that I scared myself shitless and keeping the memory of that feeling close to me means that turning a drink down is easy peasy. But, there are times when it’s more difficult and after a month without booze – the longest I have ever gone since I tasted my first drink – there are a few things I’ve learned… Continue reading