parkrun Diaries | Injured! After my first parkrun I had a little niggle in my right foot – nothing particularly painful or anything, but it felt a bit odd. That should really have been enough of a warning not to do anything too strenuous on it, but when have I ever listened to myself? I… Read More parkrun Diaries | Injured!
A Cold with a Toddler In Tow Despite being horribly overweight, and rarely managing to eat my five a day, I’m relatively lucky in the health stakes. (if you exclude the removal of two organs so far, and a long term health condition, but meh…) We rarely get coughs and colds, or tummy bugs.… Read More A Cold (with a toddler in tow)
I am not a small lady. Far from it these days, although I have never been one for “exercise”. I like chocolate cake and sitting tucked up under a duvet reading a book; I don’t like getting all sweaty and tired if I can avoid it at all possible.
So I can now official say my son turns 3 next year. I’m not sure what’s worse – that, or the fact that I can say I turn *shudders* 31. But still, 2016 is going to be a good year – I can feel it in my waters or some such similar expression.
I know at the end of a long day, I’m too tired to do much – I veg in front of the TV, scrolling mindlessly through my phone, checking Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram… you get the gist. Me and the hubs don’t even talk that much – we’re both too shattered to do much… Read More Kicking Yourself Up The Backside Counts As Exercise, Right?
In light of it being International Breastfeeding Week next week, I thought it might be a good time to discuss our short-lived breastfeeding journey. This isn’t an easy post for me to write. There’s a whole lot of Mummy guilt and heartbreak tied up in the details, and I fear sometimes that it’ll never be… Read More Our Breastfeeding “Journey”
My stay in hospital wasn’t quite what I had hoped or expected. For one, I was there far longer than I’d intended to be…
Two weeks ago, I arrived at hospital ready for an operation I have been waiting for for nearly 2 years. You see, when I had my 12 week ultrasound whilst expecting Xander, they discovered that I didn’t just have a baby in my belly…