Books have always been a really important part of my life. When I was a kid I was a total bookworm and you’d always find me with my nose in a book: at the supermarket with my mum, in the library at school lunchtime, up late at night under the covers with a torch (yep, I was that kid).
It is surprising how, once you give birth, your attitude to so many things changes. I was adamant this wouldn’t happen to me but it’s completely inevitable and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Since I have had my babies I feel hugely different about travel, working, family, keeping fit, food, friendships… so many things.
Here are a few of my favourite things, in no particular order: the smell of sun cream, the heat of the sun, the beach, miniskirts, being warm, long evenings, bbqs. So you can imagine how autumn might not be my favourite time of year.
I usually get a pang of sadness in that first week when you can feel the chill in the air.
Every time I journey the thirty minutes in to London on the train for a night out I feel so many things. Stressed: because sometimes I wonder if preparing the kids for a night away from me is worth the hassle (it takes at least 4 hours). Smug: I’m on my own! Guilt: both kids are a handful, i hope they aren’t too bad for my mother-in-law.
Once more I am down in the rabbit hole of Parental Guilt as it’s taken me almost three months to write one monthly update about Elfie, yet she is changing at an alarming rate. Each day we have a new word, a new idiosyncrasy a new look… she delights us constantly. Apart from the times she is a bit of a monkey and on those times she delights us from the naughty step.
When reading the comments on my Newborn Essentials post from last week I was amazed at how many things I had forgotten. Though in all honesty, if we remembered every single part of the ‘special’ newborn time we would all be one-child families, am I right? In a nutshell it’s a nipple issues, vomit, paper pants and sleep deprivation.
So we all know how I feel about weight loss, which is pretty much BE WHO YOU ARE. But fitness, now fitness is another matter.
I don’t think I’ve ever been what you might call ‘fit’.