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Have a relax now Mummy

Have a relax now mummy. For 10 minutes while I play… I'm building you a sand castle. Don't watch…its just for you. Close your eyes please Mummy. When it's finished I'll tell you. But the sand is just too crumbly. It won't stand up at all. Come and get some water Mummy…I need you. I'm… Continue reading Have a relax now Mummy

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A few ice creams down…but room for shoes!

I have been overshadowed. Birthday wishes lost in the Facebook frenzy. Timelines rolling faster than the "new stories" flash could cope with. Outrage, disbelief, threats and name calling. I had to stop looking as I watched friends and families bickering. Disappointed at each other for using their vote and having an opinion...questioning democracy when it goes… Continue reading A few ice creams down…but room for shoes!

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A big salary won’t give you a hug..

Today I'm cheating with this blog. I'm re-using something that popped up as my Memory of the day...a Facebook function I simply love. Reminding you of funny moments, funny faces, friends we used to laugh with, friends we still hang out with...a younger you. Posts about your night in, tags about your night out, cartoon… Continue reading A big salary won’t give you a hug..

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No day before packing for me!

So I did it. A very busy few weeks at work plus I finished the Clean 9 plan...and I'm pleased with myself. It's a good job I was doing it this week because my back has been very sore and to go to the gym has been out of the question. All the hard work… Continue reading No day before packing for me!

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Make mine a Matey-cino…

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Phew. Back to the gym after a three day sabbatical. Back induced but well timed to accommodate the first few days of my Clean 9 when calorie intake is low and you feel quite tired. With day 3 comes a rush of energy…and it’s a relief to be heading to SNAP at lunchtime.

I like going to the gym. I can see why some people don’t…subjecting themselves to gruelling cardio sessions, legs and arms swinging wildly like a string puppet on the cross trainer, pedalling furiously to themselves…head down…elbows and forearms locked against the bars…poised like they are going for the yellow shirt…until the track on the iPod ends and they are still there. There. Getting nowhere. It’s hard to keep motivated.

Don’t get me wrong I actually quite like the treadmill and it’s pretty much the same story I guess…all the motion but no finish line. I’d rather be…

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Make mine a Matey-cino…

Phew. Back to the gym after a three day sabbatical. Back induced but well timed to accommodate the first few days of my Clean 9 when calorie intake is low and you feel quite tired. With day 3 comes a rush of energy...and it's a relief to be heading to SNAP at lunchtime. I like… Continue reading Make mine a Matey-cino…

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Penguin poo and a girl called Fred

Meet Eric. He's a penguin...in case it's not obvious. And the result of our Sunday morning "craft in pyjamas". I don't have much input to be honest as H likes to do it her way...but I'm there to open, try to stop a spill and inevitably be on hand to quickly wipe up the glue.… Continue reading Penguin poo and a girl called Fred

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Don’t skimp on the buffet garnish…

As always Saturday is a busy Mummy day. Dancing, a Queens 90th birthday party at the church hall, visit my nan and then a Golden Wedding Anniversary party in the evening. And I'm on day 2 of my C9 health programme. The garcinia capsules seem to be working to stave off the hunger but the… Continue reading Don’t skimp on the buffet garnish…

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I don’t like it…but I’m not going to show it!

Eating. It's one of life's pleasures. As a mum I seem to spend a lot of time planning how to weave activities around meals. Unlike a singleton, eating now sets a rhythm to each day. At weekends I even sit down for breakfast! And H loves food too...which is a blessing as not all kids are… Continue reading I don’t like it…but I’m not going to show it!

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Thunder completely does not scare me…

I never knew that facing my fears would be an obligatory part of the parenting toolkit and hopefully I'll never have to tackle a black mamba to prove my worth as a brave Mum...but as a child thunder storms always used to terrify me. It's a silly fear and one I don't want to pass… Continue reading Thunder completely does not scare me…