The new ‘diet’.. Taking baby stepsΒ 

I think I must be the only mum to lose most of my baby weight withing weeks of giving birth, only to pile it back on again! Now that summer is here I am not enjoying trying to squeeze into my old wardrobe. That coupled with trying to find outfits that I can also breastfeed in, is just making me feel very mumsy πŸ˜‚. 

I’ve never really needed to diet or lose much weight in the past. So this is really hard for me. I haven’t been really good the last couple of days but I have taken some baby steps, so that’s progress. This is what I have done.. 

Firstly, I have downloaded my fitness pal, so atleast I have some awareness of what I am eating. It’s actually a shocker! Breastfeeding makes me super hungry and so does being so super tired all the time. Im hoping being more aware of what I am eating will help me make healthier choices. 

They lie when they tell you breastfeeding makes you lose weight. Sure, it is true to begin with, but not if you actually want to maintain breastfeeding! My little fatty doesn’t eat solids properly yet either so I am pretty much exclusively breastfeeding a nearly 11 month old baby! Feel like the only person in the world doing this, and it is HARD! 

I’ve also done a super healthy supermarket shop and am hoping to have healthy breakfasts, lunches and snacks, and then eat my usual home cooked dinners. This has worked for breakfast and lunch so far, but as my husband is away at the moment I’ve become a bit relaxed when it comes to cooking dinner and last night I did something really bad..I went to the Maccy’s drive through and that was my dinner.. Disgusting! 

I’ve also promised myself to take my baby out in the pushchair for a walk once a day. I used to do this, until he started taking nice long naps at home. Need to get back on this. 

So anyway, that’s my plan for the next few weeks, oh and drinking lots more water as my skin looks so tired and drained all of the time. Wish me luck.. 


Reverse cycling..Β 

One thing I’m learning as a new mum, is that understanding my babies sleep (or lack of) is no simple matter. My baby slept like an angel, until the dreaded 4 month sleep regression when everything went pear shaped. Just when we thought we had cracked it, we hit six months and we were back to square one. 

The world was far more exciting for my little bear in daylight hours, and he just didn’t want to miss a thing. Feeding was not his priority. We tried everything, feeding in a dark, quiet room, feeding while sleepy, and even feeding in between sleep. But this little man was not interested, he’s a little nosey Parker (I joke that he gets it from daddy, but to be honest so am I). 

A growing baby refusing to feed in daylight hours can only mean one thing.. They want feeding ALL night. And boy is it tiring! My little monkey is too busy trying to grab everything in sight instead of feed. One day I was scrolling through Instagram (as you do when you are up all night and can’t go back to sleep) and came across feeding necklaces. 

I snapped one up straight away. It arrived super quick from the other side of the pond (purchases from @babybeesandpeonies via Instagram) and was packaged beautifully. Not only does it keep my baby close enough to stay feeding, it’s a great teether too. It’s made from wood and he loves chomping away at it! 

Look how pretty the packaging was..

So anyway we’ve solved one problem for now which equals one happy mummy. Now, if only we could get my boy eating solids πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. 


Diet fail..

For anyone who read my last post about giving up chocolate.. Here’s a quick update.. I FAILED. And when I say I failed, I don’t mean I’ve cheated and had a few bits here and there, I have failed miserably! Whoever thought trying to give up choclate just before Easter would be a good idea? 

It’s about time I finally admit to myself that I have piled on the pounds since I lost most of my pregnancy weight. It’s creeped up on my slowly. Its not helped that we still didn’t have a mirror in our (not so new) house until this month, the batteries in our bathroom scales have ran out and my baby naps like an angel so we no longer go on daily marathon walks. 

To make things worse, two people have asked me wether I am pregnant  over the weekend. How rude! Even if you think it keep it to yourself! To be fair one misheard and thought I was pregant but one actually came up to me at a crowded party just to ask me. So it’s getting serious now. The month of April involves zero chocolate for me… This time I mean business. 


I dunno about you.. But I’m feeling 22Β 

So I finally went shopping, baby free, for the first time in eight and a half months. I was only running to the shops to exchange some shoes, I had just over an hour until I had to be back for my babies next nap, and I think I went a little haywire. It wasn’t my fault.. 

As I chatted to the beautician threading my eyebrows (another reason for the trip to town), she asked me if I was going to college that day. I laughed and explained that I am infact nearly thirty and have an 8 month old baby. She wouldn’t believe me until I showed her photos and insisted I looked so young. I was chuffed, I get this a lot, and I secretly love it. The compliment obviously got to my head.

I needed to exchange shoes in Forever 21. I don’t really shop here anymore, as the clothes are aimed at much younger ladies. I had been in a month earlier with my husbands little sister, and had picked up some shoes that day. They didn’t fit, and it was the last day to exchange or return. I never go shopping post baby as all breastfeeding friendly clothes are pretty yucky, so it literally took me until the very last day to go.

So, anyway, I walked into said shop feeling pretty pleased with myself, found the correct shoe size, and made my way to the counter. Enroute I picked a few more items in the space of about five minutes. Here’s what I got..   

When I got home, I had to laugh to myself when I looked through my haul. I was obviously feeling ’21’ when I picked these items. ‘Not your Bae’, I just about understand the word ‘bae’, having never used it, and not planning to either. And the glittery joggers were my attempt to ‘look cool’ when going for long walks with the pushchair. Its been so long since I went shopping that I think I’ve forgotten how how old I actually I am and how to shop for clothes appropriate to my age. 

The shoes and striped dress is pretty cute though, I can pull those off as ‘mum clothes’. And how cute is my personalised Kate Spade Tumbler that I grabbed from the food hall in Selfridges. Not sure why I need this but I convinced myself that it will encourage me to drink more water.   

When taking a closer look, the ‘Not your Bae’ vest has side slits so is breastfeeding friendly and will come in useful. Can’t wait to wear it with those glittery joggers and look like a teen mom πŸ˜„. When looking through my purchases and laughing to myself, couldn’t help but sing Taylor swifts ’22’ in my head. Yes I may be a mum, nearly 30, with lots of grey hair, covered in puke, and the most unglamorous I have ever felt.. but today I felt young again, so thanks randomly lady in the eyebrow place. 

The B word..Β 

The B word I am referring to here is not a nasty swear word that is too harsh to write out loud.. b is for breastfeeding. I feel that society has made me too ashamed to talk about it, or rather feel proud that I am still breastfeeding my 8 month old baby, having never chosen to give him even an ounce of formula. 

And by society I don’t necessarily mean random strangers, manufacturers or the media, I’m talking about friends, relatives and what the heck even the health visitor patronised me for still wanting to breastfeed! I don’t ram my opinions on breastfeeding versus formula on others, so why is it so normal for people to devalue breastfeeding and openly pass judgement on me! In my experience, the biggest culprits are those who have chosen not to breastfeed. 

I often hear others proudly boasting about how easy motherhood is for them, how easily their babies sleep at night, and how they’ve heard breastfeeding gives you saggy boobs (LOL). I usually sit there quietly and nod, but not anymore.. The next person to make a comment in front of me is going to get it.. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. In reality I wouldn’t say anything, because, well because that’s not me, and also what happened to women supporting each other. Now I understand the realities of motherhood I would never EVER question another mothers choice.

I know how easy my life would be if anyone could give my baby a bottle and I could just swan around like I did before, and I know I’d get more uninterrupted sleep if i gave my baby up formula.. But guess what, I chose to be a mum, so quite frankly I feel it would be selfish of me to deprive my baby of what is 100% natural. I think it’s high time us breastfeeding mums were no longer made to feel like we had to justify our choices. 

Don’t get me wrong, I know many mothers who would love to breastfeed but couldn’t, and I also get that some people’s personal situations may impact their decision to breastfeed. So I am in no way trying to offend anybody as I don’t think everybody who doesn’t breastfeed is evil or selfish, I’m just sticking up for me and my choice to give my baby what I feel is the best I can.

Another favourite is being questioned on how long I intend to breastfeed for, well the answer is none of your business! I don’t ask you how long you wish to feed your baby, or what brand of milk you have selected for your baby, so next time someone asks me this, then expect me to ask you an equally stupid question in return. 

And yes, I get that me breastfeeding can be an inconvience to people, if it means I can’t attend a certain event, have to leave something early, or provisions have to be made for me. Or if me breastfeeding means I can’t leave him alone with people and you know it’s an inconvience as you’d really like to do things with him too, but here’s another shocker.. I don’t care. I’m happy to miss out on these things, and my babies needs come first and if this means I’m anti social for a couple of years or you have to wait a little longer to get some quality time with my munchkin then so be it. 

And I also get how me breastfeeding him makes him more dependant on me. If I can cope with my baby only wanting me there when he sleeps, why can’t you? If another person asks me if they can attempt to put him to sleep/ back to sleep I might explode! He doesn’t want anyone else to do it except me, believe me we have tried! He may be dependant on me, but he is not clingy, he loves strangers and new people, and he is the most content baby I know, so we must be doing something right. 

So from now on I am going to be more openly proud of the amazing thing I am doing for my baby. I have fed him in the most natural way for 8 months so far, and it really is a pretty amazing thing.