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Today larger child is at nursery, so baby and me spend the day together. Or rather, he gets to watch me do housework! This does however, mean that I got to sleep late, which is nice.

I’m currently battling with a laundry mountain. It’s all clean, but there seems to be a ton of it! And babs always seems more hungry when we’re on our own. And he seems to be teething, bless him.

Actually managed to stay awake and spend time with husband last night. It still felt stressful, I’m hoping it’ll get better.

I’m stressed about this weekend too. It’s my birthday in 11 days. Not a normal one either. I’m going to be 30. Due to divorce and bits of family not getting along, we’re starting the celebrations early. So, husband has organised a meal with my dad’s side of the family. Meaning both kids are off to his parents for a night. Mammy may partake in some alcohol!!

Day 0 and a bit

So… Dropped off at Zumba silly early and the place is still locked. Didn’t want to keep the kids here any longer as they were screaming, and didn’t have time to go home and come back.

Forgot to say on my earlier post:
16.1 weight by NHS lady. I don’t do kilograms and stuff, but may figure it out at some point. It’s a bit boring outside the community centre. Lots of cars and not much else.

(break involving lots of ladies in a room bopping about (in my case, wobbling my bits) to loud music)

I was stood up for Zumba. Such is life. Waiting for bus home. Feeling glamorous and sweaty.

Need to find something to eat when I get home, husband asked (as we were leaving supermarket, where’d he’d bought food for tea) if I wanted him to make me something for when I got home. My answer “did you buy me anything to eat?” guess what? He didn’t. What a charming man.

And he’s off to play squash when I get back. I shall fend for myself!

Things aren’t going too well.


Well, my blood pressure seems a bit better, but that’s not what I’m referring to. Things with husband suck right now. A lot.

And I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do about it.

Any ideas world?

I’m sure we’ve been here before. So why don’t I know what to do?

On a less serious note, I will soon be 30. I need to decide how to deal with that too.

Day 0

So, today I went to a group weight loss session and talked about the eat well plate. Basically, it’s what the government or whoever say we should eat; more starchy stuff and veg, less protein and dairy, and even less fat/sugary stuff.

All fairly common sense really, but I did learn something new. Apparently, 1 meat sausage would equate to the fat levels of 4 quorn sausages! I’m glad I’m a veggie.

Also been to physio today, which hurt. But, I should be all better in six weeks, which is good. Currently in the leisure centre cafe, watching husband and larger child in the swimming pool. Small child is trying to eat a toy.

Next stop is Zumba, and I’m hoping the positive result from physio means I’ll be better. However, I’m meeting my sister in law there, which changes it a bit. I don’t mind making an idiot of myself when there’s no one I know there, it’s different when there’s someone I know there too. Now I need to go feed smaller child, he’s yelling at his toy.

Day -1

Today is the start of my diet. Kinda. I made chips and am waiting for my husband to come back with ice cream. Yes, I made him go and get it for me (I can’t drive). Officially this is diet day -1, as tomorrow, I start fat club an NHS weight loss support group.

This is a result of my children, well, the one I had 4 months ago. I never really recovered from the first one really! So I’ve thrown myself on the mercy of the NHS, to find out what they offer, and have decided to start this blog, as I think it’ll help me. I hope so anyway.

So, today I eat icecream, tomorrow I’ll see what happens…..