Enter the Race for Life and Get Fit With Kiqplan
Written in partnership with the Kiqplan. My timeline has recently been inundated with friends running the Race for Life – a series of women-only events raising money for Cancer Research UK. I have been...
View ArticleNo More Babies?
After my first miscarriage, I thought the only thing that would heal me would be to fall pregnant again. Then, I did fall pregnant again. But, the memory of miscarriage did not disappear. If anything,...
View ArticleThe Sickie Myth
The Greek God(zilla) returned home from a recent overseas work trip with a stinking cold. At first, I assumed ‘stinking cold’ was man code for ‘don’t ask me to do anything’, but when he passed my...
View ArticleLosing Weight with Slimming World
You may remember last year, at my 40-year old health check, I was advised to lose weight and exercise more. Although, after years of yo-yo dieting on every fad diet to ever hit the book shelves, I did...
View ArticleThe Guilt Trap
Guilt. It’s a funny thing. It gets under your skin and makes you do all kinds of crazy shit. As a parent, guilt keeps many of us awake at night with its persistent nagging over how much TV you let your...
View ArticleAnxiety, panic attacks and living with Hashimoto’s
For the past few weeks, I have been hiding a big autoimmune flare-up. I say hiding, because I when I have these flare-ups I tend to be much quieter – online and off. Every twinge, ache and feeling in...
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In Your Face
I looked at myself in the mirror yesterday, not just to guide a face wipe over day-old mascara or while absent-mindedly brushing my hair, but I really looked at myself. I examined my face from...
View ArticleThe Weight Game
I landed back on the Slimming World scales with a giant thud and some 13-lbs heavier than when I stepped on them before the summer. I wish I could say it was worth it, but I am struggling to remember a...
View ArticleEnough with the eating madness
As I sit here typing, I am idly picking at the last of the festive macaroons so that they are all ‘gone’ by the new year, which I plan to sing in with a belly full of curry and sparkling wine. Over the...
View ArticleDear Red Wine
I have loved you for as long as I can remember. Actually, this is not strictly true. My first memory is of my sister being born when I was 2½ years old and orange squash was the only juice in my cup....
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