Ireland’s fittest family we are not!!

so for the last few weeks I’ve been making a real effort to be more active and healthy. I’m using a mixture of endomondo and my fitness pal to help with my efforts. Endomondo records my distance walked and estimates my calories burnt. It then adds those calories to my daily allowance on my fitness pal. I scan all my food into my fitness pal and it helps me keep track of my intake of calories. To be honest, I was well exceeding the recommended allowance without even realising it!! I am allocated 1200 calories based on my current weight and height. You’d be surprised how quickly you can fly through 1200 in a day!!!

I’ve had a bit of a change of attitude towards my exercise too. Before now I would put anything and everything before exercise. There was always washing to be done or a bedroom to tidy. It’ll still be there when I get back so now I make sure the daily walk comes first. I really like the 40 minutes to myself. Earphones in and off I go. I feel better, less bloated and a little lighter and it’s definitely good for my head space!!

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My next mission is to try and get the kids and hubby on board. Neither of my kids are sporty, one does a dance class and the other Judo but that’s just once a week. Not enough to keep them fit and healthy. I dragged my eldest on a 4K walk yesterday but it was like pulling teeth!!! I’m determined to get the bikes out and back in good working order this week, they might enjoy that more than walking. I know they won’t do it unless I push them and sometimes it feels like just one more thing to nag them about!

I need to be more creative and think of new ways to make exercise more of a routine in our family. Is that possible I wonder??

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Becoming an aul one….

I’ve always had a thing about my age, I’m not sure why. I’ve been an ‘aul one’ ever since I was a teenager, always in such a hurry to be older, more responsible, a mothering figure. Maybe it stems from the fact that my own mam was in hospital for a huge chunk of my teenage years, I’m not sure.

The youngest Manager in my line of work at 20, Married at 21, had my eldest at 22 and my youngest at 25.

Turning 30 bothered me quite a lot. I struggled with it and my family took the piss. Now looking back, they were right, 30 is only a young one!!!!

At 35 I had some friends over for the weekend. Not mentioning my birthday at all, I made it clear I wanted no fuss. Went out with said friends and returned home to banners and streamers and large signs that read HAPPY 35TH!!

Now a normal person would be grateful that her mother went to the trouble, not me. I stamped my feet, took down the banners and threw a major wobbly. Needless to say, darling mother practically ignored my 36th this year.

This year I turn 37. I have eye baggage that resembles the check in desk at Ryanair, including a small collection of saggy skin under my eye, dodgy knees that require support during my new found excercise regime, a dodgy tummy that relies on me to eat and drink well or suffer the consequences, and I’m curled up on the couch by 9 every evening in my fluffly pj’s!!! I have gone from 35 to elderly in a very short space of time!!! I see women all around me who have kids, run a home, work and look fabulous while doing it.

Time for action. I AM ONLY 36 YEARS OLD FFS…. My plan is as follows: 

  • Excercise more often (already in place for 2 whole weeks!! 45 minute walk most days between work and school pick up). It’s probably not enough but it’s a start. tumblr_nyoqlupM0z1s6wlblo1_400.gif
  • Take more care of my saggy eyes and face! A face wipe and cheap moisturiser just won’t cut it anymore. 
  • Drink more water (this ones a toughie cause I end up spending half the day in the loo and my bladder only seems capable of holding a spoonful these days without panicking!!)
  • Be more sociable, I used to love a good night out with a natter, glass or 2 of wine and maybe even a boogie. I’ve become boring and lazy. I need to have more fun….
  • Upskill  – this one needs more thought but I feel like I need a challenge.

Watch this space….

Insights

So today I had a teeny bit of an insight into the life of a mammy who also works full time and honestly, I don’t know how they do it!

I worked full time when my eldest was born for about 6 months but then I gave it up for a part time position. At the time I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her and working full time meant I was only just home some days in time to put her to bed! So I got a part time job and 13 years later I’m still part time. I love that I can go out to work in the mornings and be home when they get home from school to give them lunch and hear about their day, help with their homework and really keep in touch with what they’re up to during the day. My logic is that they’re only young for such a short space of time and before long they won’t need me so I’m very grateful that I get to be there now.

Today I had to take my eldest to the orthodontist so I worked late, rather than go home and come back into town again, picked her up from school, went to the dentist and we weren’t home till about 5.30ish. I’ve been playing catch up though since I walked in the door!!! The washing was still in the machine and more to be done, youngest daughter had lots of homework still to do, the kitchen needed cleaning, lunchboxes to be cleaned out, swimming bag to be emptied, dinner to get ready…blah blah blah the list goes on. None of this is normally any bother on a normal day when I’m home by 2 but trying to squeeze it all in today was a push!!

How do other parents to all that after working a full day?? I did it for one day and I’m flippin shattered!!!

Dedicated to KJ…..

So my youngest daughter has discovered my blog…. there’s very little that I can get away with in my house without family involvement so I don’t know why I’m surprised!!!

Anyway she requested a blog dedicated to her so here we go….

K is for kind. she is kind to to those around her and is always thinking about how her actions affect others. kind

 

 

 

A is for affectionate. She loves cuddles just because….

affectionate

thoughtful

T is for thoughtful in a lot of ways. You can nearly see the wheels in motion in her mind mulling things over.

 

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I is for inquisitive. If there’s a question to be asked, KJ will ask it.

 

E is for easily pleased. KJ is very grateful for anything you buy or give or do for her. She is laid back and easy going.

easily pleased

Love you KJ xxxx watch this space cause as soon as the other ones finds out she’ll want one too:)

Giving kids responsibilities….(not mad about the word ‘chores’)

So I’m probably very late to this topic as my daughters are 13 and 10. Lately though I’ve come to the conclusion that I do far too much for them. I guess I’ve known this for a while but I justify it to myself that they are really good kids. I’m not bragging here or anything, they’re not perfect but I am really proud that they are well behaved, polite, grateful happy kids.

Trouble is I don’t think I’m actually doing them any favours really. My eldest is 13 and still quite young at heart. She just started secondary school and has settled in really well thankfully!! Because she leaves for the bus at 7.45am, I started making her bed and pulling her curtains etc after she left. There would be pj’s on the floor, face wipes on the dresser, hairdryer etc left dangling everywhere and I, like a big aul softie would pick it all up and put it away so she has a nice clean room to come home to. I’ve literally made my own bed, I know, ironic huh!! She kind of takes it for granted now that I will do it for her.

My youngest is 10 and has the same habits – when I get home from work at 2ish and she’s not due home till 3 I go down to her room and pick up clothes, pj’s, art supplies etc and tidy them all away.

I know that some of it is because I am a serious control freak!!! Nobody does it like I do. Sometimes I get sick and tired of hearing my own voice ‘nagging’ and asking for stuff to be done that it’s just easier to do it myself…….

They don’t actually have any responsibilities around the house! Every now and again I’ll ask them to empty the dishwasher or put away some laundry, sometimes lay the table for dinner and clear it afterwards but nothing daily or regular. I suppose because I work part time I do more for them than parents who work full time and have less time at home than me. Is that just making excuses??

How do I start now without seeming like a right nag or cranky mammy?? I have to stress that they are far from spoiled in all other ways, they are rarely in trouble and fights between me and them are quite rare!! I know how lucky I am in this regard and long may it flippin last!!!

What to other mammies give their kids to do around the house I wonder…..

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slightly unwilling sports supporter….

So the hubby is a big sports fan. I am a bit of a bandwagon supporter. I’ll tag along to the big games with him. Given that we are native Dubs living in the country, I’ll head down to the local to support the Dubs in big games….. I’ll hold my hands up and say that I know very few of the rules and might often shout out something completely ridiculous!!

My eldest daughter is a big GAA fan, she is very proud of her Dublin roots. I promised her that we would go along to some more Dublin games this year so hearing that the Dubs were playing in Longford today, and we only live 30 mins away, how could we not go? so we buttered the bread, packed some chocolate biscuits and off we went. I don’t often go to live games so here are a few things I’ve learned today!

  • Dress for the occasion – I straightened my hair this morning; for what??? I was in baltic temperatures in a hat and scarf and hood that barely showed off my eyes never mind my perfectly straight hair. Also my Dunnes Stores wedges looked great but my blue toes could not be felt after the first half! My daughters are 13 and 10. The 10 yr old had no problem taking my advice and pulling her hat down over her ears. My 13 yr old is a different story, given that we had to argue to make her wear jeans instead of barely there leggings,asking her to pull her hood up and zip up her coat was like asking her to pull out her teeth!!!! her blue and shivering lips were a good indication that she was cold enough to insist!!I also made the mistake of wearing my daughters Dublin Jacket – aged 13/14 its too big for her.When we bought it it was a case of “she’ll get plenty of wear out of it” It fit’s me nicely but is a tad snug when taking it off. Fast forward 2 hours in the rain (Its one of those over the head ones with no front zip) and you get me and hubby shivering at the boot of the car killing each other because I can’t hold my arms up high enough for him to get it over my head. A lot of swear words later and we’re in the car, me in a wet jacket that I can’t get off.
  • Bring food – we packed the ham sandwiches and were bloody glad of them! and there were plenty of people there with travel mugs of soup etc.
  • Take no offence- we were in a crowd with a mix of supporters. The banter is normally good but being a Dub living in the country, we are normally well outnumbered. I actually end up getting really offended when people slag off the Dubs.  Obviously that’s just part of the game but am I naive to think that it all should be quite friendly really and we are all just there to enjoy a decent game of football!! Some people take it super seriously though!!! It’s a little scary….I mean if they are actually so knowledgeable to think that they know exactly what the players and ref should be doing, shouldn’t they be out there playing or managing their own team??
  • Know where you’re going – hubby isn’t great with the aul smart phone. I should have loaded the map on his phone before we left but I didn’t so cue me driving whilst trying to talk him through loading the google maps app and enter the address. It was a lengthy process!!! Google maps then proceeded to direct us into a housing estate at the back of the grounds. Technically she was right if we could scale a 40foot wall!!

 

To do list before the next match! 

  1. A jacket that actually fits me with a front zip
  2. a decent flask – it may not be ‘cool’ but you’ll be glad of it!
  3. An extra pair of socks and decent rather than fashionable boots!
  4. Learn some of the flippin rules!!

It was a nice family day out, any time we get to spend together can only be a good thing. Kids love when it’s just the 4 of us and we laughed through the cold and the rain and mammy stuck in her jacket so I think we made some good memories.

D x

Medical drama….

 
So I’m stuck in portiuncula hospital since Monday…. I’m bored out of my tree so Here’s my story so far. 

On Monday I had a colonoscopy, scheduled because of changes in my habits, shall we say! For me, Sunday was the worst bit. You have to drink 4 litres of this god awful stuff to clean your colon and get it ready for viewing;) anyway I did as I was told and the doc said my colon was gleaming. Super proud:)  it’s a strange procedure, from the disposable pants with the opening at the back, to the part where they knock you out and you loose all control. procedure went fine and I was home by 5.30pm. 

By 6.30 I was in horrendous pain. I don’t give in easily but I had to phone the hospital and they advised me to go to my nearest A&E….. Ballinasloe. I checked in here at 7 and was sent for X-rays and blood tests. I was vomiting and feeling crappy. The doctor was funny though, cracking jokes and being generally happy. He lightened the mood. By midnight I was on a trolley although the location of the trolley moved frequently between corridors. 1 ct scan later and I knew I was staying overnight. Kicked my mother out at 2am. She didn’t want to leave, she loves a good medical drama 🙈

  
Tuesday, about 4ish, I was moved to a ward. 4 beds, all mature ladies. Been entertaining to say the least, I know more about these women’s medical issues than I do of my nearest and dearest.😂 I’ve had scans and antibiotics, blood clot shots and painkillers. I’ve had blood removed and fluids put in. I’ve been fasting on and off all week. 

Today is Thursday and I’m still here, I miss the kids so much but they’ve been great. They’ve been busy with school and homework and popping in for cuddles but I miss being there to do their lunches and make sure their uniforms are clean and their bags are packed properly. I miss waving off the school bus even though my 13yr old hates when I wave. 

End of the story is that it looks like I have a micro perforation in my bowel which caused an infection. One of the complications they tell you might happen but you assume it wont. 

One more ct scan in the morning and if that’s clear then I’m off home. Fingers crossed. On the bright side: with all of the aforementioned fasting, I’m bound to have lost a few pounds!! Silver lining and all that. 


Friggin silly questions!!

  Does everybody’s hubbie ask ridiculously silly questions or is it just mine!!! Here’s some examples: 

Sitting at the computer typing: “are you doing something on that”?

Stirring 2 cups of tea: “did you make tea”?

Cleaning a travel mug: “what’s that”?

Serving brekkie: “is that ready to eat”?

Stripping the bed: “are you changing the sheets”? 

Standing at the door with bag and keys in hand: “are you ready to leave”?

These are just a few examples from this morning alone in my house, and that’s only from the hubby never mind the kids!!!! 

I wonder if everybody’s house is the same!!🙈

Food / Health / Weight

morning work break...

morning work break…

Has anybody else, like me, been on a diet, on and off, for about 15 years now!! I can only remember once in that time actually being happy with my weight. When my sister got married, I was her only bridesmaid, I suppose that pushed me to do something about it…I worked hard for a year, lots of time in the gym and a very extreme diet (mostly rice cakes!!)

To my credit, I did look fabulous 😉  Trouble is though, once that was over and I started to eat properly, the weight came back pretty quickly.

To be fair, you can’t live on rice cakes, it wasn’t a long term solution! Plus all that time in the gym was time away from my young kids too….

Fast forward…. for the last 6 months I have been excercising about 4 times a week, I’ve been eating relatively clean, bar the odd bad day. I’ve given up drinking for the most part. Anyone want to hazard a guess to how much weight I’ve lost…..

zero, nil, not a flippin pound!!!

It’s extremely frustrating. At least if I was seeing the benefits I would have a little motivation. To top it off I have a serious case of IBD which seems to be getting worse.

swapping tea for hot water...

swapping tea for hot water…

What I need is a personal trainer, a dietitian and a chef. Sure while you’re at it you may as well throw in a butler and a maid too!!! If I could go back and tell my 25 year old self how much harder it is when you’re, well lets just say 35+, I would tell her to put in the work now and not put it off!!! I saying all of this, I am not deeply unhappy with my body, I know I just feel better when I am a little less wobbly and a lot more healthy.

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I have a wedding coming up in October maybe that will push me to work hard over the next few weeks…. maybe an online food diary might generate a few tips! Wish me luck 🙂

Life changing so fast…..

Haven’t written anything in a while but I felt like today I wanted to write how I was feeling…..Diary

My eldest daughter started secondary school this morning. The emotion of it all has been building all summer….. firstly we had ‘leavers mass’ with primary school, the kids sang a song about their hopes and dreams and all the mammies sobbed for their little babies all grown up. The kids were excited to be leaving, the biggest in the school being made to feel like they were the most important people in the school ever. Treated like kings and on top of the world.

Fast forward to uniform shopping and it’s all very exciting (and expensive!!!) The books are covered and new pens and pencils all labelled and ready.

Suddenly, a couple of days before, she’s nervous – now I’ve been nervous all along but hid it well (I hope!!) 

She asks me to promise that everything will be ok. We have ‘a thing’ in our house, you can promise and that’s fine but if you make a pinky promise, that’s serious shit!! You cannot break a pinky promise under any circumstances!! So I promise that everything will be ok. Then she asks me to pinky promise!! Panic…..

How can I ‘pinky promise’ that everything will be ok? Of course I hope it will, that she will make nice friends, that she will be confident, work hard and do well in school. In reality, I have no control over any of this. I had to let her go at the school door this morning and figure out how to do all of the above on her own. In primary we know all the kids, we know all the mams and dads, we know the teachers, it’s all very relaxed and friendly. This is new territory for all of us, we won’t know all the girls or their parents, we’ll rarely get to speak to the teachers.

So I ‘pinky promised’  that it would all be fine, cause I’m sure it will be…. I hope it will be……

So this morning comes, she’s nervous, I’m overly chirpy. The uniform is rigid and new and too big. We get to the school and anxiously await the arrival of a familiar face. The friends arrive and she’s smiling and happy and confident. Then the principal comes out and ushers them all inside. She looks back and I know she wants a kiss or a cuddle but she won’t, not with all her friends there, so off she goes, without looking back. And that’s it, my little girl off to begin a new adventure….

oooohhhh I feel better already, this is like free therapy….. 🙂