From the outside in, most seem to think that I have my shit together. To be honest, in comparison to the past, I kind of do, but to my standards, I am far from it. I have been saving face for the last couple of weeks, because, well, I just had to.
I’ve always compared my toddlers to talking puppies – they speak the truth, they do questionable things and they occasionally wet the bed. Now I got off pretty lightly with Madi, because I can only remember a handful of occasions where she wet the bed, however seeing as Max does about 15,000 wees a day, I know I’ll be in for a world of fun with him.
When I had Madi, I felt like I was still on top of stuff. She was an easy kid, super chill and I was still able to get ready in the mornings, cook decent meals and made sure the house was tidy every single night before bed, purely because I had an ample amount of time to do so.Now that I'm a mother to 2 (very adorable) cyclonic and drill sergeant children who (love each other very much) fight like two drunk girls who want the same podium at Birdees on a Saturday night, I've started to realise that there is so much that I really don't give a shit about because I'm far too busy making sure that either of them end up with a black eye or a broken paw patrol car.
When I was 36 weeks pregnant, I was single, a tad bit lonely and dad’s dog had just passed away, so we decided to go get a puppy so I had something to look after before my first born arrived. Now, I was warned by EVERYONE that it was a bad idea, because puppies and babies are so much work, however I didn’t listen, dad got a puppy and here I was taking care of it …and 3 weeks later, a baby girl too.
I love sleep, it’s awesome. It’s that one time where you have no choice but to rest, switch off and dream away. I love sleep so much that it excites me after a big day, yet here I am writing this piece about sleep when I should probably be sleeping, but it’s OK because I not long ago took my Flordis ReDormin Forte which has recently become my saving grace.
My New Years resolution was to meditate every day. Not only did I want to try something that I had never tried before, but I wanted to change my mindset and my life. Combined with a balanced and healthy lifestyle, reading and continuing my self development when it comes to my mental and overall health, I am a different person now and my coping strategies towards stress, anxiety and every day shit that pops up has improved like I never would have imagined.
Whether you're a parent running around after gorgeous little kidlets, a workaholic OR someone who just doesn't have a gym membership and just wants to be active, here are some workouts for you that will get your heart racing, those Kj's burning and you feeling like you can conquer the world after your workout.
How many of us make sure we get our cars serviced every six months so we can rely on them to get us where we need to go on a daily basis? If you’re like me and know nothing about cars, I’m the type of person who most of the time will wait until something goes wrong to go and get the bloody thing checked. So here’s another question: how often do you go and check your own body to make sure it’s up to scratch and healthy AF so we can rely on it for the rest of our (hopefully long) lives!
I have a pile of books next to my bed that are begging me to read them, but after being recommended "The Miracle Morning" by a good friend of mine, I high tailed it to the shops to purchase it. It's now a week later, and in my somewhat crazy life, I've now managed to finish it because I just couldn't put it down.
In a world full of fad diets, fitness crazes and shitloads of different information when it comes to health and fitness, it can be hard to know where to start. I've tried many different strategies to be more healthy just so I could say that I was healthy, without realising that I wasn't actually happy with what I was doing. I've tried many things, from strict clean eating to meal plans, starving myself to overexercising - I didn't enjoy any of them.
Before moving out with the kids, I was absolutely shithouse cook whether I was following a recipe or trying to wing it. Red Rooster was often on call as an emergency back up and it got to a point that if I said I was going to cook, Drew would give me the raised eyebrow and an "Mmm, alright - I'll make sure I have Red Rooster on speed dial". NOT ANYMORE!
We've all heard of this thing called 'mindfulness' and half of you are probably thinking it's some term used by a spiritual healer or yoga teacher - well it's not and it's actually a super awesome thing that has become incredibly important in my life and now I probably walk around sounding like a yoga teacher when I can't even bend down and touch my toes.
Lately the urge to go on a holiday has been getting stronger by the day. For some reason half of my Facebook feed is in Bali and the constant photos of beaches, drinks by the pool and lazing in the sun has really started to make the idea of doing sweet FA in a gorgeous destination seem really bloody good.
We all now that I'm a shithouse baker - I've owned it and I'll take it on board, but today I managed to put together an edible recipe that only requires you to eat one cookie before you're satisfied and maybe the ones you make will last a little longer than usual (we hope!).
I'm not a sweets person, but when I'm craving sweet, I still don't like to eat sugar, so I've put together these babies which fulfil my cravings and have a bit of good stuff in them too. Also have the thumbs up from the kids, they ate a couple each and that means my recipe wasn't shit.
These cookies have a bit of everything in them. They have the thumbs up from Madi (who has tasted every single recipe I've tried and up until now she said they were shit - well she didn't say shit but her "mummy it's yucky" means it's shit so it was shit).
As a kid I LOVED macaroni + cheese but I never knew how bad it was for me, I just knew it was bloody delicious. Now that I'm a big person, I had to find a way to make it just as delicious, but in a nourishing way!