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 lost my shit today. Actually, I do most Mondays. It's not that I don't like Mondays, because I don't have to go to your traditional job, but for anyone sitting at Campos Coffee this morning, I'm sure that they appreciated the fact that they had to go to work. My sincerest apologies for my screaming child who's currently getting his molars, normally a babycino accompanied by a marshmallow keeps him pretty happy, just not today.
If someone had told me 10 years ago that I'd be a single mum now, my reaction would have been "No way, get fucked", simply because to me back then, I would have thought that I couldn't handle it. From the outside in, depending on your situation and where' you're at in life, we probably all look at the people around us and think "Fuck, I don't know how they do it". I personally have people say it to me all the time, but for me, it's just life. I've taken what has been thrown at me, embraced it and go on with it because that's the only choice that I had.
As mothers, I think we’ve all felt that little bit of “mum-guilt” when it comes to taking time for ourselves. I myself felt it for years before I realised that yes, I was a mother however how am I meant to perform at top speed if there’s no fuel in the tank? There’s no trick answer, I just plain old couldn’t.
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.
If you follow me, you’ll already know how important I think it is to maintain a healthy and balanced lifestyle. For the last few months, Voome has been an incredibly handy resource for both myself and other mothers who are time poor and need an extra hand when it comes to workout ideas and healthy and family friendly recipes!
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.
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!