Tuesday, 22 July 2014
Okay I'll admit it, when it comes to blogging and social media I'm a bit of a dunce. I don't blog on a schedule, I don't tweet everything I think and I'm not a good photographer. All of these things are meant to be high on the list of things you should do to increase traffic to your blog, so I have read. But what if you can't blog on a schedule? After all being a stay-at-home mum doesn't exactly work with a rigid schedule. What if you don't want to share every waking moment of your life with the entire internet community? And what if, no matter how hard you try you just can't get super-fantastic photos like everyone else?
I wish I had the answer to these questions. I don't so if you've come here expecting a list of tips you've come to the wrong place.
When it comes to site traffic my numbers are not great and I have no idea why. It may have something to do with the fact that I don't really know what I'm doing! Or it may just be a consequence of not blogging on a schedule. Or both. Either way it's not something that I can solve very easily. Learning about Social Media is do-able and possibly even getting better at taking photos but keeping the momentum is the hardest part.
Just lately I've been piling pounds on. Well maybe not piling them on, they're more like creeping critters that sneak onto my body at night to scare the hell out of me in the morning when I step onto the scales!
This is a consequence of my recent lack of willpower. I have consumed pizza, cake (loads of it), alcohol, chocolate... the list is fairly long. I have continued with my walking and running in a morning and I think this is part of the reason the weight hasn't piled on. But I can still feel it, the tightness of jeans, the stretch of clothes as my body begins to change.
Losing a lot of weight made me realise that it is possible to be slim and all I need to do is stick to a healthier diet. Even if I'm hungry I don't need to instantly trek to the fridge and grab the
Monday, 21 July 2014
Last year me and mine spent the whole summer holidays in Orlando, Florida. It was fun-filled, sunny daily and we ate scrumptious food constantly. It was such a fantastic holiday that I'm a little worried about the school holidays this year. We don't have any plans so far and it's looking fairly likely that the hubby is going to have to go away on business.
I feel like the summer holidays have crept up on me this year, it only seems two minutes ago that it was Christmas. Normally when the holidays creep up on me we don't do anything interesting and the weeks fly by before I know it. In Florida there was so much to do that no planning was required, we just stepped out of the hotel room and ventured off to find fun. Easy. This year, being stuck at home means I have to work out what we're going to do. I have to organise trips out, weekends away (if at all possible) and play dates with friends. The only problem with that is I have no idea what to do with them!
There are a few parks nearby which, if it's nice, I'm sure we'll spend some time in but what about anything else? My boys go to Alton Towers a lot, we have the Merlin Passes and have family that live nearby so that's a possibility but that's just one day, out of how many? Five and a half weeks. How do you entertain bored children for five and a half weeks?
I have a feeling I may be slightly insane by the end of these holidays!
Any tips or ideas that you have would be greatly appreciated.
By Morgan Prince
Friday, 18 July 2014
Having returned to smaller portion sizes and less chocolate I'm battling the monsters in my tummy. You know the ones, they growl at you constantly and tell you you should eat something. In order to lose weight you have to take in less food, which results in you feeling hungry.
That's been me this week, I'll have a small bowl of cereal in the morning and nothing until lunch time when I'll have a small portion of pasta or something. In between those two meals, at around 10:30am, those tummy monsters start talking and they don't quite until I've had lunch. It's been like that all week, they start again a couple of hours after having lunch too.
I'm sure that my friends think I must be starving myself with the sounds that emanate from my middle but I'm really not. It's a process your body needs to go through to get used the smaller portions and eventually those sounds will die off. I know this and thankfully I can cope with it, especially having lost 4.5lbs in 4 days!
How do you battle the tummy monsters? Ignore or feed?
By Morgan Prince
Wednesday, 16 July 2014
Over the past year one of my friends has been having a really hard time. Her marriage has broken down and she is now in the process of going through a divorce. She had spent a long time being unhappy in the family home and after trying to talk to her husband about it decided it was time to leave.
Although it was her choice to leave the family home do not think that she was happy to do so. At the time she left I believe that she thought there was the possibility of reconciliation and she clung to that for a while. Every day I saw her she looked tired, upset and hurt. She would have good days, those being the days she didn't cry every waking moment and she would have bad days. On her bad days my heart broke for her and we spoke about how much she was hurting. The instant I saw her in a morning I knew what kind of day she was having simply by how she walked into the playground.
For a long time she was upset and couldn't actually bring herself to file the divorce papers, she just wasn't ready. She had lots of 'advice' from people telling her to just get on with it, "What are you waiting for?" one person said. I think I can understand why she didn't want to do it and I told her that she should wait until she was ready. It didn't matter what anyone else thought.
Friday, 11 July 2014
If you've read any of my posts this week you'll know that my eldest boy, BP (who's 9), has been away on a school trip. He gets back at 7pm and I can't wait to hear him tell us about all the things he's seen and done. I'm sure he will talk our ears off when he gets home.
Having BP away has been hard in many ways but the most surprising was my energy levels. I've been so tired this week because of having to occupy LP the whole time and I feel a long weekend of sleeping is well overdue. But the other thing I've missed out on this week is my writing time. I haven't written one word for the book and I'm definitely missing it.
Friday afternoon I stopped, mid-sentence, because BP was ill. I spent the weekend getting him ready for his trip and this week I've spent all my time with LP. Last night I was thinking about getting back to the book but the dreaded self-doubt hit. What if I can't remember what I was going to write? What if it's rubbish? Why am I even bothering, I can't write well anyway. And the rest.
Thursday, 10 July 2014
This week has been a tough one, namely because BP has been away and doesn't get back until tomorrow evening. It has been so strange not having him around the house being grumpy and stomping around when he can't get his own way.
The funny thing is that I never realised what BP does for me without really noticing, until this week. It is Thursday morning and it's a beautiful day but all I want to do is crawl into bed and sleep. I am truly worn out. Keeping LP busy before and after school every day has been a tough job and I'm about ready to drop. Luckily this afternoon I have a little break while he plays with friends and I have a coffee with the other mums.
Thursday, 3 July 2014
|How do you let them go?|
When I was a kid, about ten years old I think, all I thought about was going out on my own. Getting that independence was so important to me and I couldn't wait to see the world by myself. By the world I meant my local area but, you know, start small and all that. Not once did I consider how my parents coped with me being on my own, I didn't ask how they felt about it and, if I'm honest, I didn't care.
Back then there were no mobile phones, no tracking devices. When you were out no one was able to contact you until you returned home. If you got in trouble you had to deal with it, on your own. It was scary but exhilarating. Being allowed out on your own gave you a chance to learn in a way that you hadn't done so far.