A year ago I binned my scales in a sort of dieting rebellion and decided that I didn’t need to obsess over the numbers on the sad step. 2017 was to be the year I broke the habit of a lifetime – I wanted to do a whole year of not weighing myself, and break […]
With my recent health kick and the death of the blender that attaches to my food mixer I’ve been struggling when it comes to blitzing stuff. Cauliflower rice, for example doesn’t work with a stick blender. Me, the dog and the whole kitchen ended up covered in smelly cauli-snow. Yuk.
I’m not sure what this is to be honest – prose, poetry, or just a few lines of complete shit. This morning I found myself crying in the kitchen because I was in so much pain I didn’t know what else to do but cry. I had so much to do – chores, make the […]
I’ve not written about my weight loss for a while, for a few reasons: I’ve not lost any weight I’ve lost all willpower I’ve fallen back into the faddy diets cycle again. As I wrote back in September I joined Slimming World and lost a stone, and was chuffed to pieces as it came off […]
My mood has taken a massive nose-dive this week and the most frustrating thing about it? I have no fucking idea why.
After three years of heartache I was pregnant at last – I’d defied the odds and we would be welcoming our baby in November 2014. But how did I fall pregnant? I mean, I know how but when I was deemed infertile, how?
On the morning of the 14th March 2014 I was a wreck. I was terrified that they would open me up and find something sinister.
We’d tried to conceive naturally and with the help of clomid, but nothing was happening. There were concerns about whether or not I did in fact have fibroids or endometriosis, and so I was referred on for surgery – laparoscopy, where your insides are examined with a camera and ovarian drilling, where the ovaries are […]
Nothing was happening, after a year of trying I still wasn’t pregnant. And so I saw my doctor, as I’d in fact had no periods for four months and nothing seemed to be happening. They were lovely, but told me my BMI was too high for a referral and to return once I’d lost a […]
Let me start by saying that this one has been incredibly hard for me to write – it’s taken many drafts and a few tears to get this out and on paper(metaphorically speaking). You may think I know nothing of infertility, when all I do is moan about my three-year old and constantly joking about […]