The Week Just Gone – Week 35

Some weeks I want to share what I’ve been up to but it doesn’t really extend to a post by itself so this week I’m trying something new. It’s a bit like my bullet point bit in the Monthly Reviews. So here is The Week Just Gone…

  • We arrived back from Copenhagen and I started to write about that (Day One is here). This was more the week before but it still happened this week too! You can read the whole adventure here.
  • Found some news blogs to read like A Silly Place and Bursts of Autumn. I found these both via We Wonderful Bloggers on Twitter.
  • I have been using Kindle Unlimited to read on my iPhone/iPad some more. In August, I have read 7 books so far and I’m on Number 8 (Well I guess technically that’s Number 1 of September – you can follow on GoodReads here). I generally stick to chick lit as I can pick it up and pout it down and put it down quite easily. The ones I’ve read are: Christmas at the Little Waffle Shack (Heritage Cove, Book 2) by Helen J. Rolfe, Summer Serendipity at the Twist and Turn Bakery (Heritage Cover, Book 3) by Helen J Rolfe, Christmas Lights and Snowball Fights (Little Bamton, Book 1) by Beth Rain, Spring Flowers and April Showers (Little Bamton, Book 2) by Beth Rain, Summer Nights and Pillow Fights (Little Bamton, Book 3) by Beth Rain, The Books and Bakes Shop by Elaine Walsh. The one I’m currenty on is The Cornish Midwie by Jo Bartlett.
  • I’ve got a couple of knitting projects on the go so I’ve been working on them. This includes a Corner to Corner blanket, that I’m almost finished – I tied in the last colour last nightt. I was asked about it last week when I was knitting on the video call for our weekly Music Quiz – so I might need to try and finish it so I can show off the finish article (if anyone is actually bothered about it lol)
  • Mum told me that Homestead Rescue was back so I pretty much binged watched them this week to catch up. The problem with that is I get ideas like “Can I grow X in the garden and when do I need to plant it?”, “Can I install a new water butt by myself to catch rain water to water the plants instead of tap water?”. Homestead Rescue: Raney Ranch is also available of Discovery+ so might need to see if they do a free trial so I can catch up with them too.
  • Ahead of our adventure I’m trying to downsize and sort things out. It’s a little astouding how much you gain when you’ve lived in the same house for a decade! This started with a box of books to the local community “little” library. I discovered it on Facebook. I may have adopted 2 books while I was there but I had dropped off around 15 so it balances out right? I also dropped one off to a friend. We’d discussed it ages ago and because of one thing and another it ended up back on my bookcase so I got that dropped off in the week.
  • It was Loti of Mama Makes birthday this weekend so Rex and I went to her birthday party. It was the longest I’d driven (rather than being a passenger) for a while so that was interesting – thankfully the roads were reasonably clear so I didn’t have to sit in traffic and it was dry so didn’t have to content with driving through rain.
  • I discovered a new podcast called Think About Eurovision. Could be a new favourite (well Top 3 maybe?). I ended up starting almost near the beginning where the presenters are discussing Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga and the inconsistencies between the film and the actual thing – there were a few moments were I was talking back to my laptop lol. (The episode was released in 2020).
  • Also The Raise Podcast’s latest episode came out, the Raise word for this episode is Activate and the chat was with Bryn Llewellyn from Tagtiv8

Copenhagen 2021: Day Two – Official Meetings, Playground Trips and a Deluge

It’s August 2021 and the Covid restrictions have reduced so we’re off to visit Chris in Copenhagen. Here’s our adventures.

Those of you who follow me on social media will know that Chris has been in Copenhagen since October last year, there had been a plan but Covid restrictions had messed with it so we had to take each step of the plan at a time, including celebrating Christmas in May when he actually managed to get home for a visit. The next stage of our adventure is coming into effect but the first step towards that was us visiting for around 2 weeks this summer.

After carrying the bags and the buggy, I woke up feeling very sore and achy. Thankfully once I had some breakfast I was feeling a bit more human!

Our morning started with heading to the Kommune for our local area, for us to attend a meeting about school with Jaxon. When we got there, they’d only prepared for one parent to accompany Jaxon. We decided that Chris would stay with Jaxon as he’d be dealing with school stuff to start with and I would head back to the apartment with Rex. It was Rex’s nap time anyway (and it was going to be a busy week or so) so it made sense to try and keep some of his naps in at a normal time. It was also long enough for me to fire up my laptop and see if I had any work to clear. The meeting didn’t take as long as we expected so when the boys got back Rex was still napping.

Our first stop of the day would be the indoor playground at Blegdamsremisen (Blegdamsvej). Chris sorted out packed lunch for us to take with us and then once Rex was awake we got all packed up and ready to go. I would be riding Chris’s bike and he’d go on the cargo bike. We also worked out that we could get the Doona in the spare seat (upside down so it was over the seat). It wasn’t ideal but it worked and Jaxon could keep it in place with his legs if needed.

Riding a bike through Copenhagen is a little crazy as at some points in the day it can be really busy. Fortunately, with it being just before lunch and a weekday it wasn’t too bad. Our first stop was the indoor playground at Blegdamsvej, unfortunately, when we got there, it turned out that it was closed for refurbishment at the moment (The schools have just gone back in Copenhagen so I guess that makes sense that they’d start work now). I’d seen an outdoor playground on our way so we turned around and went back to that one however that was a private one as it belonged to an apartment block right next door. Chris was able to navigate us to a bigger park a little further away but it was starting to rain. By the time we’d found somewhere to lock up the bikes and got the playground itself the heavens opened. Rex and I stood under the slide which was about the only shelter in the whole playground. Jaxon carried on playing even in the rain.

We popped via a little kiosk to get a hot chocolate as the rain eased off, Jaxon and I found the driest patch of bench so that we could sit without getting wet bottoms but the wind slightly changed so the rain was then coming down under the umbrella and soaking us some more! Once Chris and I had drank our hot chocolates and we’d all had at least a nibble of our packed lunch, we headed back to the bikes as it was just too wet to do anything. Rex was lovely and snug in the car seat under the rain cover for the whole time so he was only bothered that we wouldn’t let him out!

After Jaxon had been putting in more practice on his bike around the garden before we went to CPH, we’d been discussing how Jaxon could do with a newer bike but until he was properly riding it or wanting to ride it there wouldn’t really be any point buying him a new one. On the way back to the bikes we stumbled across a bike that had a sign on it that said “gratis tag mig hjem”. Now okay, my Danish isn’t great but even I could figure out that says “Free take me home”. Jaxon took a little bit of convincing but when he sat on the bike it was like it was made for him as the saddle was at just the ride height. Chris wheeled the bike back to our bikes and set about unlocking ours and locking up Jaxon’s bike. There just wasn’t enough room to safely transport Jaxon’s bike home too. Chris locked it up and made a plan to swing by after his Danish lesson later in the day. We headed back to the apartment and had to just keep going as the rain got heavier – I could feel it running down off my helmet, down my face then down my neck into my coat – I was soaked to the skin by the time we got back! We all got our comfy clothes/pyjamas on and the boys and I snuggled up in front of the TV and we watched Bluey (amongst other things).

In the evening, Chris went out to his Danish lesson and I sorted tea for the boys and me – it was a little challenging as I haven’t used a gas hob in many years and nearly burnt my hand (it could have been worse – have you seen the video of Nate (of Kara and Nate) trying to fix their Van’s Cooker – it’s like a fireball!). So at first, I can’t get the gas to turn on (to ignite) or find matches/lighter in case it’s manual and figures, I’ll just keep Jaxon and Rex going on snacks and then when Chris gets back I’ll do tea then. It’ll be late but it’s okay. 40 minutes later, I tell myself to stop being so silly and try it again. This time something clicks and I remember maybe I need to push the dial in too. Well, I do that and it does ignite and my left hand wasn’t that close to the oven but it still made me jump and I think I might have slightly toasted my hand… Oh well, I lived to tell the tale so I got on with dinner. Jaxon was not impressed that we were having Pasta Bolognese and started getting cross and slammed the door a few times.

If you’d like to read the whole adventure you can read here.

Copenhagen 2021: Day One – Security, Adventures and an Exciting Bus Trip

I regularly open the editor to write a blog post and then run out of time or just get writer’s block and don’t get any further than an idea (or at least the inspiration of an idea). But a new adventure has come our way so it’s time to think about writing more starting with our trip to Copenhagen. Well, hopefully, more frequently (I’ve been thinking about Blogtober after seeing Super Busy Mum post about it on Instagram but I’m going to want to make sure that one is a bit more planned given the crazy that might be happening.

Those of you who follow me on social media will know that Chris has been in Copenhagen since October last year, there had been a plan but Covid restrictions had messed with it so we had to take each step of the plan at a time, including celebrating Christmas in May when he actually managed to get home for a visit.

The next stage of the plan is coming into effect, this included us visiting for around 2 weeks this summer. We actually set off for our mini-adventure on the 16th August with the next part of the adventure to follow soon.

Day One – 16th August

After saying goodbye to Mum and Dad after the music quiz we take part in each week, I went (almost) straight to bed – I am not a morning person so needed to make sure I was organised and ready when my parents were due to arrive at 5:30 am to help get the car loaded and take us to the airport.

At 5.25 am I woke up. That was when I came around enough to hear the alarm on Alexa and the alert on my watch. I got out of bed and woke Jaxon before trying to get dressed before I woke Rex. Once Jaxon was awake he was so excited that Rex was awake too. I got ready quickly and as I sent Jaxon downt o get breakfast, my Mum and Dad arrived to take us to the airport.

We had 30 minutes to get loaded and on the road so Mum and I attempted to get Rex and I fed at least something to keep us going until we got to the airport and were able to get something else at the airport for ‘second’ breakfast.

Rex wouldn’t eat his breakfast (partially because he was still sleepy but secondly because he was so excited to see Grandma and Grandpa) and between being on edge and being excited, eating the banana I did have made me feel a little queasy – not good!

sunrise over the bypass

As we drove towards the bypass outside Bedford, we noticed the sunrise. We’d missed the beginning of it but the sun was so low in the sky it still felt really special – the sun rising on a new adventure/chapter in a way.

There were a couple of hiccups where we’d taken a slightly wrong route, due to the lack of signs in but we still made good time (we were aiming to get there at 7:30 and we got out of the car at 7:25 – well done Dad!). We were aiming for 3 hours before the flight to make sure we had time for everything – it’s our first abroad trip since February 2020 which means it’s our first trip post-Brexit and following Covid.

To make sure we were in line with restrictions, I had been for a Covid test on Saturday and received the results very early Sunday morning (phew! One less thing to worry about!)

Having loaded the trolley at the car we then had to take everything back off the trolley again so that we could go through security. There were three of us travelling which worked out as 2 wheelie cases, 1 bigger backpack, 2 smaller backpacks, and a tote bag. (Along with Rex’s Doona which is great in everyday life but a real pain as it has no storage space (like a basket underneath) and the handle curves a bit too much to be able to hook anything to the handle. (Tote bags kind of work if you tie the handles).

There was a really long queue at security and juggling everything was really quite stressful. There was a guy in the queue behind us who was really helpful when Rex dropped one of his toys in the queue as I couldn’t bend down to pick it up with everything else I was carrying. Leading up to the actual machines there are signs that say to take out your electronics etc while in the queue so you’re not holding up the line. Well trying to do that and juggle everything else was not going to happen so I ended up having to sort it all out at the conveyor belt bit. Between all the bits we had so many trays between us – then there was a query with some of Rex’s snacks/drinks so that caused all our trays to back up the queue even more. OH MY GOODNESS! It turned out that he could take fruit juice onboard but it still had to be less than 100ml (which hadn’t been entirely clear when I’d checked the rules etc). I was able to pour out the juice into one of his bottles and take that through instead (but during this whole discussion we’re still holding up the queue).

Having sorted that bit out we headed through to find something to eat and drink as well as somewhere to sit and pass the time until the gate was assigned for the flight. We ended up with the tiniest brownies from WHSmith along with drinks. Definitely with tiely with hindisght, we should have carried on a bit further aorund tot he rea (we should have carried on a bit further round to the restaurants bit and got something to eat properly!)

Waiting for the gate to be assigned

We found a spot to wait in where we could see the departures screen but sometimes it wasn’t entirely clear (which meant one of us – usually Jaxon had to get up and go and see whether it had been updated). When it was eventually released we were able to head along to the gate – which was a little challenging trying to navigate a buggy and suitcases but we made it! We had priority boarding which was handy because by that point, I was getting worked up and a little stressed and just needed to sit down and be on our way.

We made it to the gate and a “Manual Bag Tag” was added to the Doona. Having had our passport and boarding passes checked we could head to the plane. The problem was that our Ryanair flight involved us going onto the tarmac and then up the stairs into the plane. There’s no lift at the gate so you have to go down two flights of stairs. At first I go back to the desk and ask if someone could assist me, the gentleman I spoke to was polite but basically said “No do it yourself”. I get back to Jaxon and Rex who were waiting at the top of the stairs and decide that I’m going to have to leave them at the top, and run up and down the stairs a couple of times to get everything sorted (Don’t panic, it was okay). I take the first case downstairs, and then get back to the top of the stairs. Another passenger comes through the door and offers to help, Yes please thank you (phew!), he takes the second case down the stairs and as I go to pick Rex’s buggy up another passenger offers to help too (clearly the overstressed, overheated mother travelling with two small children was working for me lol). As I get to the bottom of the stairs the other case it gone, momentary panic as I adjust my eye line to out of the downstairs door and there is Passenger 1 with both cases in one hand and his own suitbag in the other hand! Rockstar! I’m very thankful and say thank you to my helpers. As I get to the bottom of the stairs, I work out the logistics again, if Jaxon can take his backpack onto the flight and find our seats, I can again run up and down the stairs and get our things onto the flight. Mr Suitbag Man says “let me help you again” and takes the two suitcases on to the plane following Jaxon, then leaves them in the row next to Jaxon to find his own seat. Now it’s my turn and still a challenge, too many bags, too few hands and a (wriggly) baby! I’m told by the ground crew person that the Doona can’t go on (unless Rex has his own seat paid for – nope at this point he’s “babe in arms” and riding on my lap instead of in a seat of his own). Fine, one less thing to carry but doesn’t solve how we get on the plane. At this point, there’s a bit of a team effort, ground crew person takes the buggy, once I’ve taken Rex out and folded it down sort of one handedly. I’m told that the buggy will be on the tarmac when we arrive at Copenhagen (it wasn’t but I’ll come back to that in a minute). We manage to get everything on and I sort out getting us arranged. The row in front of us is already full so I have to work my way along the plane with the different bags but we get there in the end. Thankfully we also ended up with an empty seat on our row anyway so 3 of us to 3 seats.

So we made it, we were on the plane, our bags were on the plane. I was strapped in with the baby extension bit – Rex was not happy that he had to sit still. Jaxon wanted to close the shutter on the window but couldn’t. The wasn’t too bad, once we were in the air I did relax more but was still a little worried I’d forgotten something or something could still go wrong.

And oh it did!

We landed in Copenhagen and managed to get everything off the plane. All bags accounted for, all people accounted for. Where’s the buggy? I ask the first ground crew person I see. Nope it won’t be on the tarmac, it’ll be at baggage claim (Baggage claim is after passport control, it’s the last room you go through before customs and then the outside door). How do I get us, the bags, the boys and my sanity all the way to baggage claim as well as going through Passport Control?

Well I did my best to stay calm and be polite even though I was a little cross. The ground crew lady got a bit snotty with me (and I’m surprised I didn’t burst into tears or something!), in the end she offered to help to take the bags into the terminal (at which point I said something about that helped for this bit but how would I get to Baggage Claim without the Doona?). Once we got inside the terminal she then found a trolley, the ones at Copenhagen Airport are kind of tiny but enough that we could get Rex in the baby/child seat on it, one of the suitcases on the bottom rack bit and Jaxon’s backpack – phew!

We’d arrived at Gate F101 (I think). At Copenhagen Airport, Ryanair flights come into the F gates which are the furthest away from everything else in the airport! Which means you walk what feels like miles even to get to Passport Control. The slightly confusing thing was that everything was still labelled to direct you towards Covid Testing – which we didn’t need, so we ended up walking all the way to the Covid Testing bit at Gates C only to find we didn’t need to go there, so we had to double back on ourselves.

When we did arrive at Passport Control, the queue was a little crazy (As it would happen by the time we’d followed the queue around part of the room, the end of the queue had moved back alot further than it had been when we got there – I was grateful we’d joined when we did!). It took us around 45 minutes to get through Passport Control. Another lovely person directly in front of us, had asked if we get priority because I have small kids with me. I said I didn’t think so and we’d just wait our turn. She decided that, that wasn’t fair and she’d go and ask for me. She reappeared a few minutes later and no it wasn’t an option, she then offered that I swap with her and she’d go behind us. I said that was very lovely but she should keep her space (After all she’d just helped me, and I also decided that if anyone kicked off that she was queue jumping then I’d tell them off because she was being lovely).

When I got to the desk, I had to take my mask off so that the Officier could check my passport was indeed mine, she commented that I looked very hot (I was wearing my coat. It takes less space if I wear it rather than try and pack it in my bag!) I commented that I was sweating buckets! She checked my Passport and my Covid Vaccine information then stamped my passport. At that point, I’d clocked the stamp but didn’t entirely register it. It was only later when I told Chris what happened did I remember that I’d got a stamp in my passport. Prior to Brexit, the UK was part of the Schengen Area and you’d get your passport checked but it woudn’t be stamped – but now it would be. Exciting – maybe the only benefit of Brexit because I’m a nerd?

The next part after that is Baggage Claim, we checked the board but our flight wasn’t on there – I’m sure we hadn’t taken that long! I then looked over at “Oversized Baggage Claim” (I think that’s what it was called) and I could see lots of other buggies, so we started to head in that direction and there it was! YES! There was our Doona! YEAH!

We had a shuffle of the bags and baby and got ourselves ready and just had to do the last bit. It felt a little like there should be some big crescendo of cheesy music as the crowd parted and we spotted Chris in the crowd – he’d even found a slightly higher bit to stand on to try and find us. (which added to the happy ending/movie moment right?)

He’d come prepared too with drinks and snacks because it was now 2pm-ish and we were all hungry and thirsty. We sat outside the airport near the train station entrance and had a mini picnic of sorts. We then caught the train first of all which took us into the city centre then we changed to the bus to take us to the nearest stop in Nordvest. We were home!!

I’d made it, my first flight without other adults and both boys. Phew! Okay, maybe some adventures aren’t all that scary once you beat them into submission lol.

I look so grumpy is this picture but I promise I wasn’t. I think it was a combination of relief and the early morning catching up with me!

When we got to the apartment, Chris had decorated for a party, we also had party food like pizza and other nibbles. He’d also made a chocolate cake to share with us. It was so good!

4 Fab Small Businesses to Support with Your Baby Bits

When Jaxon was born, we were on a bit of a shoestring budget for some babies thing so he often ended up wearing clothes from the supermarket or from that well known cheap shop on the High Street. He ended up with all sorts of random combinations – often wearing what the shop had classed as girls clothes even if it wasn’t clear. Certainly, he had one that had starfish on it and came up on the till as girls top – but who cares?? He looked cute in it.

So now we’re able to support small businesses – both local and a little (well a lot) further afield I’ve been glad to be able to do that.

My Little Love Heart

My Little Love Heart are based in Perth, Australia and we crossed paths on social media. Luisa was kind enough to send us the dribble bib in the picture below, a burp cloth like this, and a Large Bib like this. The dribble bib was handy when Rex was teething – it was like a fountain some days he was sooo dribbly!! The fabric is so soft and it’s so well made. Because of the shipping, I think I’d have to save up and then make the shipping worth it but the quality is so good I think I’d struggle not to just splash out! (How cute is this 1st Birthday Bib!)

Oma and Honey Handmade

I’m a little biased for this one but still have to spread the word. My friend Gabi’s lovely Mum makes beautiful children’s clothes. I ordered a pair of trousers that she made for Rex at the end of 2020 and I love them so much that I’ve gone back to her this week to ask if she can make me another pair in the same fabric! (I’ve also asked for them to be slightly bigger than he is now in the hope I can stretch them out just a bit longer like I did with his first pair!). Oma Jenny (that’s Grandma in quite a few different languages) lives in Switzerland and her family live here so she’s international!. She doesn’t have a website but you can find her on Instagram.

Sweet Peas

Sweet Peas are my new discovery. The very lovely Vicky makes brightly coloured baby and children’s clothing. I’ve been eyeing up the Lego t-shirt for Jaxon. It’s absolutely his kind of thing. We’ve been talking about what size and what fabrics I’d like for the boys t-shirts ane she said that she doesn’t use fabric that she wouldn’t use for her own kids – which is very encouraging because you know she cares about the things she makes and her customers. You can find her website here. How about this fabric – I think I’d like a t-shirt in it! Would be very bright on a grey and drizzly day!

The Pigeons Nest

With Jaxon, we had the Antilop high chair from Ikea and it’s so practical so when I needed a highchair I had a look to see if there were any secondhand ones on Marketplace – why not give some more life to a pre-loved one before driving to MK to get a new one. As it happened a local lady had one for sale along with a cushion for it. Sorted! The cushion came with a cover but I’m thinking I do need a second and as it happens the lovely Rebecca at The Pigeon Nest makes covers for the cushion. My challenge is deciding which one I’d like (I think this grey and white chevron is my current favourite).

What are your favourite brands for baby items? Are any of them small businesses?

Hannah Gets Healthy (or Tries To!)

Hello there,

So this started as a thread on Twitter but was getting so long that it was either going to send people to sleep or make them throw their phones out the window… so here it is Hannah Gets Healthy

Today (Monday 21st June) I had an appointment with my lovely Physiotherapist M (she has a name but that’s what we’ll call her). M is lovely and she’s like chatting to a friend rather than a medical professional who has no time for you or something like that.

I’ve been seeing her since around February. Between my pregnancy with Jaxon and my pregnancy with Rex, I developed an umbilical hernia. I had an ultrasound but was told by my old GP (who was a bit useless but that’s another story!) that at 2.5cm there was nothing to worry about, just keep an eye on it and if it gets worse we’ll do something then. (Between the two pregnancies I moved to the same GP that Chris is with because the level of care at my old GP was rubbish and getting worse)

During my pregnancy with Rex, it was getting worse but mostly written off as just the extra pressure that happens in your abdomen while pregnant. Around November/December I contact my “new” GP via the eConsult system and I got a call back with a discussion about having another ultrasound to see where we were up to now. The eConsult system has become really popular during the lockdown and I really like it because I can put down everything I’ve been thinking about around an issue and it’s there for the doctor – along with photos – when appropriate!

I was sent for an ultrasound just after Christmas, I’m not sure how much my hernia had worsened but I was immediately referred for Physio to work on closing the Diastasis gap around the hernia.

So that was around January/February sort of time and now we’re in June. Following each visit I’d have exercises to go away and do and they have been improving things. Today the Physio talked about further steps and considering going for an appointment with the consultant to ask questions and see if I was a good candidate for surgery.

A yellow curled up sewing tape measure

Back in 2013, before Jaxon, I joined Slimming World, to attempt to loose around 3 stone so that I fit in the “Normal” BMI bracket. Since then I’ve gone on to learn how unreliable the BMI chart is and that it actually does a lot of harm. I’ve also learnt that SW is really not that good for my mental health. To start with I lost 1.5 stone by the time I was 13 weeks pregnant with Jaxon, I then put this back on during my pregnancy and lost it all again following Jaxon’s birthday (when you realise he was almost 10lbs of the 20lbs I put back on you can see where the weight gain came from! Between then and April 2015 I had almost lost the 3 stone but I wasn’t coping very well amongst other things and it was making me miserable. I could have a really good week socialising with friends and actually getting out to different groups but if it was around food, I was “spending all my syns” on cake or hot chocolate or something else yummy but “not good” for me.

We’re now here in 2021 and I asked the question, in both pregnancies and in a health check we had to do as part of fostering, my weight has always come up as an issue. I get the why but sometimes it’s really not approached in the nicest of ways. (Another story for another day!)

I asked the question because I wanted to go prepared. If I could show the Consultant, that since now and my appointment I’ve lost X amount of weight or X amount of inches, it might show me to be the “ideal candidate” kind of thing.

So where do I start? I really don’t want to be going back to a group like SW or WW because they are both as bad as each other and I worry will have a negative impact on my mental health. I’ve been trying to do more Ring Fit Adventure but with commitments to my small business and looking after the boys it can feel like there isn’t time for it. I think the biggest thing is trying to make better food choices but some days it’s easier to get a burst of sugary energy by eating chocolate than it is to pick up a piece of fruit. It’s “nicer” to drink a can of cola than it is a glass of water. (I’ve also drank 750ml of water since dinner so could be up all night needing the loo…)

Then I think about how I feel when I see videos and photos of me. Today I posted a Reel on IG of me dancing around the kitchen, I nearly took it down again because to me I don’t always look like how I think I look in my head. I know I’m overweight but when I think of myself it’s a just a little here and a little there and nothing to necessarily worry about. But then I try to find clothes that fit me and find I’m getting closer and closer to the end of the size chart or having to shop in different shops because things don’t fit me any more. Today’s t-shirt has been worn so many times there’s no size number on the label any more but I think it’s a 20 or 22. My jumper is a 2XL – I bought it when I was about 15 weeks pregnant with Rex, it was a bit on the baggy side then, now it’s kind of snug in places… My trousers are a size 18 (they do keep falling down though so that’s a benefit but I’m sure if I went to try and buy the same size in the same style they wouldn’t fit and I’d need bigger).

Anyway, I guess I’m just spewing my thoughts out here and trying to process what’s going on in my head. If you have any suggestions, I’d love to hear them. I’d rather not do fad diets but happy to try things. I am still breastfeeding but not exclusively as Rex is now 10.5 months and so often only having milk in the night, first thing or before naps. (And even some of them I’m not sure how long they will last).

I’ve been reading a bit about Keto Diet and Intermittent Fasting but how do you know if it’s a fad or it’s worth the effort – especially when you’re juggling cooking for kids too?