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!!
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??
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.
- 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….
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!!!
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.
A is for affectionate. She loves cuddles just because….
T is for thoughtful in a lot of ways. You can nearly see the wheels in motion in her mind mulling things over.
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.
Love you KJ xxxx watch this space cause as soon as the other ones finds out she’ll want one too:)
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…..
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!
- A jacket that actually fits me with a front zip
- a decent flask – it may not be ‘cool’ but you’ll be glad of it!
- An extra pair of socks and decent rather than fashionable boots!
- 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.
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!!🙈
So last weekend I went to bed on Sunday feeling quite smug, content and happy with life. This week has been shit, so consider me well and truly unsmug and stressed. I’m going to be quite selfish now and complain because there are others around me whose week has been more shitty than mine and I should be counting my blessings but i’m not!!
This week has been full of work (part time),school runs, childminding (part time) (other than my own 2), chauffering to extra curricular activities, dropping and collecting hubby from work (cause the lazy so and so won’t learn to drive, cue major arguments over the said refusal to learn to drive), blind repairs, laundry (and yet all my baskets are constantly full!!) cooking 2 dinners a day, parent teacher meetings, nursing eldest daughter who has a bad cold and this morning looks like youngest is coming down with it too, arguments with PC world cause they sent me an empty box, arguments with a company called garcinium cause the bastards advertised magic skinny pills online for free but then charged me 80 quid, and the feckin pills had the opposite effect, fire lighting for the mother, dragging in coal for the mother, (dad is away for the week). Hubby works in retail so this time of year he works long hours and while I’m grateful for the extra few quid I’ve missed the extra pair of hands this week. Also my shampoo is crap this week and my hair is dull and lifeless.
Ok rant well and truly over, I’m putting my stress in a balloon and setting it free – sounds easy right??
So yesterday the kids decided they wanted to go swimming after work, now honestly I hate swimming, it’s cold!!! But they’re good kids, how could I say no, we’re not doing anything exciting this mid term. So off we went. Now I know that I have been slowly gaining weight that last 2 years. Exercise is non existent although my intentions are good, I come up with the most ridiculous of excuses. I am 100% a stress eater. When I am stressed I could eat my own body weight in crap and there has been a lot of stress!!! I have never been confident in my swim suit and make a point of not walking past a mirror but yesterday I caught a glimpse of exactly how much weight I have gained and it honestly shocked me.
What I need now is a personal trainer to kick my ass into shape before it spirals out of control. I also need to change my hubbies habits – he’s a feeder, he buys us treats all the time.
Today has to be a new day, no more secret snacking, no more excuses, I am short and overweight, not an ideal combination 😦
So good morning….. 🙂 another bank holiday weekend has come and gone and I am ashamed to say that I certainly did not make the most of it…..Saturday morning was a lazy one, hubby packed off to work, kids and I lazed around watching shite on tv till about 12. I bribed them with a movie if they came with me to walk the dog. Outdoors kids they are not, they complained about the cold, the route, the noisy traffic and eventually the downpour of rain. Hubby and I had watched Mrs Brown, DMovie the night before and the kids begged me to watch it. The movie is rated 15 so definitely not for kids. In saying that theres nothing really in it but some bad language and to be fair my husband is a Dublin northsider so it’s nothing they haven’t heard before!! So I caved and stuck it on. I did cringe now at some of it and in hindsight it wasn’t be finest parenting hour – hopefully by the time they’ve gone back to school they’ll have forgotten!!!! Haloween decorations went up then (trying to redeem my perfect parent role).
Kids were talking about Christmas this weekend a lot, they pinpointed what they wanted to ask Santa for, which brought me to a subject I have been struggling with for a while, telling my 12yr old the truth. The last thing I want is for her to be teased in school, they’ve just started a new school and so far everything is great. So I took her to one side and told her, she said she had a fair idea. The only thing she was worried about was whether the presents would still be the same! In all honesty she handled it better than I did, the tears just flowed and we had a long cuddle. I suppose it’s another part of her childhood gone, there have been far too many of those moments this year, and I struggle with that. I’m clinging to my youngest for dear life in the hope that somehow I can stop the same thing happening to her! Silly huh…..
Sometimes in our house we have ‘goldfish bowl’ periods. There are six of us, seven if you count the dog. And sometimes it feels as if we all live in a goldfish bowl. Seeing way too much of each other at times. We’re better when we’re all busy and just catching up at intervals. I will fill you in on some of our ‘goldfish’ moments another time but this morning I am thankful for my job, even though my kids are off school and I love to be with them, Daddy is on duty this morning and I’ll be home by 2 just in time to drop my youngest off for a playdate.
Today I have made some life goals:
- To take control of my diet and exercise, I am starting to resemble Mr Blobby
- To stop stressing about the silly stuff.
- To maybe delete viber off my daughters phone – 16 pictures in the last 10 minutes!!!!!!