Right now I am enjoying a really fun side effect of the hormonal changes that come after you’ve had a baby. That time when your glorious, luscious pregnancy hair decides to fuck right off and suddenly the shower drain is getting clogged again (much to your husband’s bemusement)! Like I am moulting so much, I have no idea how I even have any hair left on my head at all. The struggle is real. I’ll try to get rid of as much excess hair as I can while washing/conditioning my hair. If I have any time at all, I will follow up by brushing it (fancy!) or blow drying it.…
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Our secondary infertility story: Part 3 – Buying tests – it’s a minefield of awkwardness.
This post was written in November, 2015 – about 16 months into the trying for a baby/dealing with secondary infertility thing. I didn’t feel comfortable publishing all of my story in real time (some things needed to play out first), but I couldn’t stop myself from writing it all down. Here is the third instalment of my story… You can catch up on part 1 here and part 2 here When we first started this ‘trying for a second baby’ thing, I wasn’t too fussed about testing for ovulation or buying ALL the pregnancy tests. I was coming off the pill again and it had taken about 4-5 months to…
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A messy girl’s guide to cleaning up your side of the bathroom.
I know this will shock you, but I am not a domestic goddess. And by ‘shock you’ I mean, ‘probably not going to surprise you in the slightest if you even vaguely know me’. I have a very busy brain and I can lose focus easily. Sometimes this means that my organisation skills suffer a lot little. I’ve had years of practice being me, so I have overcome a lot of these issues by planning better and making things easier for myself in life in general, but things do slip through the cracks. Especially when I’ve been out of my mind busy. Which is very different to being ‘got your…
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Awkwardly Unprepared: Accidental FaceTime.
Sometimes I do awkward things. I am always embarrassing myself. Just in really little ways. Like that one time you think nobody saw you drop food on yourself at a classy place but they totally did see. Or when you accidentally say, “Good thanks,” when someone says “Good morning!” Or when someone says, “Happy Birthday” to you on your birthday, and you say, “You too” even though it’s not their birthday. That kind of stuff. Yesterday, I outdid myself. I made an accidental FaceTime call. No. I was not naked at the time, thank goodness. But it was awkward. I was at a school carnival event for the Little Mister.…
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How (NOT) to pack a suitcase.
The countdown is on. In 3 sleeps (I count everything in ‘sleeps’ because I have a four year old and to be honest I am kind of immature when it comes to EXCITING THINGS anyhow), I am going to be on my way to Sydney for what has accidentally become my annual birthday getaway (this being only the second time)! I will be travelling with my parents (who practically live there anyway), sleeping on the fold out couch and shopping, socialising, drinking and eating. Woohoo! I am going for what will essentially be a long weekend. I can’t wait. It’s not long enough away that I start to feel guilty,…
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The Happy List #28
I can hardly believe it’s the last happy list before Christmas. I mean, it’s the 20th of December. We’re in the 20s. That’s when you know shit is getting serious. I’m a little overwhelmed about some last minute decisions, but I am going to try to take it all one bite at a time and remember my Christmas spirit when certain situations test me! I hope that wherever you are, and whoever you are with, that you have a lovely Christmas to look forward to. If you are struggling at this time of year, I am thinking of you. I am so glad I get to write this list, because…
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Kez Gets Physical: Outdoor run #2 recap.
I woke up when the Little Mister ran into our room exclaiming, “IT’S THE MORNING! WAKE UP! IT’S THE MORNING!” Sigh. Sure was. It was also the morning I had planned to go for a run. I’ll be honest, I really wasn’t feeling it. Even though it wasn’t the most efficient idea (seeing as I was going to be all sweaty soon and would need a shower after too), I decided to have a shower to wake myself up. While I was in there, procrastishowering, I tried to think of a strategy to get the full 5km. I decided that I wouldn’t just run to the beach. I would run…
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Facts that you probably didn’t (need to) know about me.
As you can see from my photo, I am verrrry mysterrrrrrious. Actually, I was at a wedding and one of the favours was a pretty little Chinese fan. Shhhh. *ahem* Right now I am experiencing day 239 (at least it feels like it) of stir craziness, due to the non stop gift that keeps on giving, which is the Little Mister’s winter day care illnesses. Which is a little frustrating when blogging about your life usually involves having one in the first place! So I thought I would just throw together a bunch of random facts about me. Because this is the one spot where everything can be all…
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Kez Gets Physical: The day after leg day.
This past weekend I received a twitter DM from a friend who we’ll call ‘Alice’ for the purpose of this blog post (and because that’s her real name). It was a link to a YouTube video, with the accompanying words, “Try this…” It was late in the afternoon (on a long weekend Monday) and I had just returned home from a pub lunch (it was pork belly thank you very much) and I felt very lazy. I hadn’t even cracked 5000 steps for the day. But I clicked the link anyway. Uh oh. At first glance I could see it was a work out video. Set specifically to a Katy…
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20 things you probably didn’t need to know about me.
Hey, everybody. Hope you’ve all been enjoying your Easter time. We have! Lots of quality time with family and friends who are basically family. It’s been lovely! Now it’s Easter Monday and I thought I’d have a go at this. I was tagged twice by lovely ladies on Instagram (one being the awesome Carly over at Ctrl+Alt+Mum – best blog name ever). I know it’s supposed to be an Instagram thing, but I am really shit at typing long things on my phone. I am just not patient enough. Which should be fact number one about me, which means I wasted one fact – just gave that one up for…
