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100 Happy Days wrap up.

Yep. It’s me again. Talking about happy stuff. As usual. Geez. Give the corny gratitude shit a rest, you psychopath! Is what I imagine people think when they see yet another “happy” blog post title from me.

The thing is, I am not always happy. I get anxious, flat, sad and angry. And I don’t think it’s realistic to make yourself believe you can be happy 100% of the time. That’s a lot of pressure and a lot of inevitable disappointment, right? But I look for the ‘happy’ I can find, whenever I can. I work really hard at focusing on the positives – sometimes I succeed and other times I suck at it and figure tomorrow’s a new day. And that’s OK.

After 2016, I wasn’t sure what kind of year 2017 would be. I still don’t know – it’s only April! All I knew was that I was tired and that 2016 SUCKED. It had a very heavy, anxious, not-getting-anywhere energy about it. It was full of setbacks and disappointments. Insecurity.

Even though I know that we do not always have control over some of the shit that gets thrown our way, I really really really did not want 2017 to be more of the same. The one thing I could control was my attitude and my actions/reactions (well mostly haha).

When I heard about the #100happydays project, I was inspired. This would be how I’d start the new year. I would take a photo every day for 100 days of something that had made me happy.

An excerpt from the website…

People successfully completing the challenge claimed to:
– Start noticing what makes them happy every day;
– Be in a better mood every day;
– Start receiving more compliments from other people;
– Realize how lucky they are to have the life they have;
– Become more optimistic;
– Fall in love during the challenge.

Sounds awesome, right? I figured it would also help to keep me inspired and improve my story telling ability on Instagram.

So how did it turn out?

Pretty well! Sure, I took over 100 days to actually get there. But 100 photos were taken and lots of memories and cool stuff were recorded! I found myself looking each day for something great to photograph on my iPhone. Posting on Insta had gone from feeling like a sporadic chore to a fun part of my daily life. I found myself saying ‘yes’ to weird and wonderful things (a pumpkin festival anyone?) in order to experience the joy of something new and different! It was fun to capture those moments in photos.

While I admit that this challenge did nothing to quell my social media addiction, it did make me addicted to looking for beauty in each day. Even though I have officially finished the challenge now, I think I will keep doing more of the same. It really did make me feel good.

It’s so great to look back on the amount of life you can fit into 100 days!

I have only included some of the highlights here, but if you want to scroll back through all 100 days, you can visit my Instagram account: @awesomelyunpreparedblog ?

Would you consider doing this challenge? Have you done this challenge before? How did you go? 

 

The Happy List #48

Hello! How are you? It’s been a little while since I wrote a Happy List and I thought there was no time like the present to bust one out! Now and then, I like to take a moment to blog about the things that have made me happy recently. It helps me to focus on the positives and record good memories!

Here are the things that have made the list this time…

My mums’ group

A lot of us got together to celebrate a member’s milestone birthday on the weekend. Things got a bit crazy, but gosh it made me so happy to be with my girls. I still marvel at the fact that we were only brought together because we just happened to have babies at the same time of year in the same place. We are all so different, yet our friendships have survived over 5 years (and counting)! We have supported each other, laughed and drank a bit too much wine together, loved each other’s children like family and waited for each other when we’ve been a little AWOL with the busyness or stresses of life.

I’m so grateful to have such weirdos to be a weirdo with.

Drinking more water

I was really annoying myself because I was struggling to drink enough water to stay properly hydrated (and to help my skin and my metabolism). I’d tell myself I’d do better each day, but then get to the end of the day and realise I’d only had maybe one and a half glasses all day (and we’ve had some hot weather). Anyway, I finally addressed this issue in the most ridiculously simple way: I bought myself a new water bottle. One that my son is not allowed to backwash into. One that ensures that wherever I am, I have filtered water (it has a built in filter). Something I can take everywhere and not end up with 394 half empty store bought water bottles rolling around in my car (*ahem*). Since then, I have definitely upped my water intake and this makes me really happy.

Discovering CC cream

I’ve always given BB cream a red hot go, but I never quite found The One. A while back I was looking for a good green concealer (to disguise redness from blemishes), but the shop lady may have got a bit confused and sold me a CC cream (Loreal Nude Magique if you must know). I never really thought about it, and occasionally used it as more of a spot treatment, thinking the consistency was so not what I was after. I was obviously not paying attention to the fact that it clearly says CC cream on the tube. Recently, I was all like, WHAT? I CAN PUT THIS ALL OVER MY FACE? And then I did. And I’ll never look back. It might be a shit ‘concealer’ but it’s a friggin’ awesome light foundation! I don’t normally rave about specific products (beauty blogger I am not haha), but this one is a game changer! It starts green and it blends to match my skin tone EXACTLY. WTF. Amazing. It’s quick to apply. Not too heavy (but not too sheer either). Perfect for trying to not look like the undead for school drop off and pick up, with that ‘effortless’ ‘no make up’ make up look!

Not being sick anymore

I was sick on and off (mostly on) since the 8th of February. I know. You’ve got to be shitting me. Two days ago, I woke up and I actually didn’t feel like I was dying. There was no sinus pain. No headaches. No painful throat. Far less of an urge to cough. I was so relieved because it was really getting me down! I’d kind of pinned February as my month to be a healthy living machine and when it held me back I got really frustrated. I can’t wait to feel really strong and energetic again (before life’s next curveballs come at me)!

Having a home printer that works!

It’s not a major thing but not having one was really inconvenient (in a first world problems kinda way)! Our old printer refused to work – especially the wifi function. The technology seemed to have aged out and it did not want to play! I would have to go to my mum’s to print and scan everything. It was a bit ridiculous. Mr Unprepared and I managed to pick up a good-but-cheapie the other day and now I feel so relieved knowing it’s sitting there, waiting for me to scan/print something at any given moment that it’s required! Finally! I don’t know why I put it off so long – actually I do. I kept thinking that until I had my home office up and running (although it still needs a few things), I wouldn’t buy anything else to clutter up the house.

Always dream big, people. Haha.

Other stuff that has made me happy:

  • Watching trashy TV. Married at First Sight, anyone?
  • The outfit I wore on Saturday night – it made me feel almost skinny and I felt on trend (a big deal these days haha) and I felt pretty. Definitely a keeper (and I got it for $20)!
  • Watching the Oscars live while blogging.
  • Making a movie date with my mum to see Lion some time this week.
  • Hangover food on Sunday. No regrets!
  • My new activewear shorts. And the fact that I am finally starting to feel comfortable in shorts again after a long hiatus.
  • Getting our summer weather back (even though it’s Autumn in a few days – eek).
  • Avocado. Because it’s avocado.

What’s been making you happy lately? Tell me! 

Kez Gets Physical: Non Scale Victories.

Oh boy. I felt a bit embarrassed by my huge proclamation of how amazing everything was going to go with my healthy living habits once school returned for term 1 this year. Because it hasn’t exactly gone to plan! The first week was stressful – I (along with Mr Unprepared) had a very important (in)fertility appointment the day before school went back and the Little Mister then had staggered starts to his pre-primary career (it’s his first year of full time school). This led to both comfort eating and me just not getting my head around the fact that the holidays were over! The routine wasn’t fully in place yet!

Week 2, I was really excited. I’d been waiting for the school term to kick in properly and I was quite motivated! Which of course was a great time to come down with a throat infection. My diet wasn’t totally terrible but it wasn’t amazing. I was exhausted. I was on cold and flu tablets. I was just surviving – not much exercise for me!

So, week 3… It started pretty well! Walks with my OG MG (that’s me trying to be like a cool kid but being a really lame parent while describing my original mothers’ group from when the Little Mister was born). Time on the treadmill. Better organised meals etc.

After that, I got sick again. Or maybe my original sickness never truly left me. GAH.

But then I realised that the numbers on the scale are definitely (thankfully) not everything! I have had some great non scale victories lately and I should celebrate those!

A funny little hollow in the middle of my back

I’m a bit weird. I don’t measure myself, but occasionally I’ll discover something new about my body. Like I’ll literally stumble across a part of my body with my eyes/hands and think, “oh that’s different”. Today I felt a little hollow in my lower back. A little dip near my spine that didn’t used to be there. At first I thought maybe I was actually getting fatter as the fat on my sides seemed more accentuated thanks to this little hollowed area. Then I realised that I can feel my spine more. Like I can tell I’ve lost a few layers of fat in that area.

I’ve been self conscious of my back fat, so this was really encouraging! I hope to get back that lovely thing that happens when you’re in shape and your back curves in nicely and your butt becomes more defined! Right now I sometimes feel like I have one big back-butt LOL. I mean, I look normal enough in clothes, but I would love to see that change when I’m in my birthday suit.

My mum noticed I’ve ‘lost weight’

I hadn’t seen my mum for maybe a month (she was interstate for a bit) and when we got together she said I’m looking good and like I’ve lost weight! This was a really really great thing to hear because I know I can be really self critical and I can always trust her to be brutally honest if need be. So when my mum says it, I know she means it. While the scales might not say I’ve lost weight since Christmas, I must have stayed a bit more toned or have lost some fat. Awesome!

My dad said he could see a change!

So I love my dad, right, but ask my mum and she will tell you he can be a little slower to catch on if you get a hair cut or new glasses etc haha. When he said to me that he could see a difference this past weekend, I was over the moon!

I’ve dropped a dress size or two! 

It’s taken me a while to get here, but I’ve finally accepted myself as being two smaller sizes* in everything except pants (they’ve always been my worst enemy apart from that one time I was too skinny in year 11). I was busting out of my old size in dresses or t-shirts and now I find myself reaching for a smaller size and fitting into cute dresses that actually suit my height (i.e. short arse)! I am one size smaller in jeans and there’s a little muffin top, but it could be considered a good fit (any bigger and I’d have a pouchy crotch area – nobody wants that).

Recently, I’ve found myself enjoying clothes again. Feeling reassured that something will fit when I try it on – the only question after that is whether the style flatters me. I remember despairing at trying on larger items to find nothing really fit OR flattered, as being a shorty, going a size up was not going to work without a lot of alterations in dresses etc. I’d somehow become used to that.

Last week I tried some things on, on a whim. I have a couple of special occasions coming up and I just wanted to see what was out there. I was consistently two sizes down in every store (you know how those damn sizes always vary from label to label). That felt amazing! I had so many more options than I used to. I can only hope this gets easier and easier as I continue to head towards my goal weight and tone up a lot more!

My legs

I’ve started really playing with the incline settings on my treadmill. This seems to have made a difference in my legs! They seem a bit more toned and I like how my ankles seem to be a bit more defined! My legs haven’t chafed during exercise in a while either (although we’re still very much in mermaid thigh territory – not necessarily a bad thing – what’s the point in a thigh gap anyway)!


I’ve still got to work harder at getting back on track, but I am being as kind to myself as possible. This term of school is a little lot more disruptive in nature than I might have originally anticipated. Just wanted to touch base, keep it real, and also remind myself that there’s more to being healthy than numbers on the scales. Thank goodness!

I may sometimes feel like I’m just headed nowhere (there’s nothing worse than being sick and unable to be proactive about exercise), but these things have kept me feeling encouraged about the changes I have been able to make. I’ll just keep plugging along!

Have you had any non scale victories recently?

 

*You might wonder why I haven’t mentioned my specific dress size. It’s because I don’t want to put any attitudes out there that certain sizes are something to be ashamed of or should be ideal. They simply did/didn’t work for me. One size can look very different on every woman!

 

The Happy List #47

In the last few days, I’ve been feeling a bit attacked by my anxiety monster (her name is Patrice because “NOBODY ASKED YOU PATRICE!” – it’s a How I Met Your Mother reference – too obscure?). The timing of it makes sense. It’s a busy time of year, I’m tired, my hormones are probably all over the place because my body can’t seem to get its act together fertility wise. I’m worried about the future (anxiety’s favourite pastime) because of that whole situation. As usual, I just have to wait her out. Patrice is a bitch and never knows when to leave, even though I’ve stood up and I’m holding the door open and yawning and saying stuff like, “Oh is that the time? Gosh I have so much to get done…”

It’s hard getting stuck in your head and having to fight your way out all the time, but it is what it is. I’ve learned to accept that anxiety comes and goes and I can’t be obsessed with the fact that it is there and never at peace about it. I just have to manage it better each time. So I will. I will try to be kinder to myself, I will take what little time I get for self care, and I will not forget that this too shall pass. My life has lots of good things in it and I won’t let Patrice’s pessimism make me miss out on enjoying and appreciating them.

In the spirit of finding the positives, I’ve decided that it’s time for a happy list, because plenty of things have been making me happy lately – gotta spread those good vibes!

Getting away for the weekend with Mr Unprepared

We were child free – just the two of us – for the weekend so we could go and watch Josh Pyke and Bob Evans perform in Dunsborough. It was fantastic!

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I was thrilled to be kid free (no offence little man) and it was nice to have a change of scenery. I get really restless these days and it was so great to be somewhere other than my house, the Little Mister’s school or the supermarket haha.

Josh Pyke and Bob Evans’ music has been such a part of our relationship over the years – some of their songs seeing us through significant moments, other songs were played at our wedding – so it felt fitting that we were able to celebrate our 9th anniversary of marriage a little early by seeing them play together!

Watermelon

I’ve gone crazy for it. I love how refreshing it is when it’s juiced. I love it when it’s all cut up and ready to eat! I’ve balled a bunch of it and put it in a takeaway container in the fridge ready for snacking (I get so annoyed by having to cut it constantly) and I am obsessed with watermelon flavoured coconut water!

I’ve never been as crazy for watermelon as I am now! I think that with all of my Kez Gets Physical efforts, my cravings have changed a lot for the better. Not gonna lie, I still think about donuts more than a person should, but I’m enjoying my new healthier approach!

Warm, sunny weather

And it’s not just the fact that it’s sunny and warm! It’s the fact that it’s become more consistent! It was so tiresome trying to figure out what to wear each day, as the weather went from one extreme to another! I love just putting on a skirt/pair of shorts and a tank top and just going. It’s so much easier than layering and worrying about what the weather will do in the course of a day! You wake up, you know what you’re going to get, you wear the same thing ALL day with no probs. Yes. It’s the little things!

The Gilmore Girls

Sorry not sorry! I love that show (after being quite the late adopter and binge watching the first 7 seasons this year for the first time) and the fact that it’s been revived has me over the moon! I am so scared to watch all of the episodes too fast in case I get to the end and fall into a deep well of sadness too soon haha.

I love that show. It’s so good for the soul!

Do you have a character you relate to most? I think I was definitely Lane in high school minus the scary mum – more in the quirky rock and roll sense (bonus points because she’s Korean although I’m a fake Korean with white parents and stuff but shhhh), and I think I’m definitely a lot of Lorelai as a mum. Not sure if that’s good or bad yet haha.

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Mr Unprepared buying new jeans

I am sorry, but I have to mention it because it truly did make me so happy and this is a happy list. Mr Unprepared has been losing weight too and peeps have been noticing. I’m quite proud and impressed. BUT…he is reluctant to dress for his size. His pants were looking really baggy and falling down and I was starting to get mad at him because he wouldn’t get himself a new pair of jeans that fit him! *insert massive eye roll here*

I had fun being his stylist on the weekend – he wasn’t sure about it all (he made whiny little protest-y noises but I just tuned them out hahaha), but I convinced him and DAMN he looks fine in his new jeans! DAMN!

Wanna know how baggy his old jeans were? So baggy that when he got new, slimmer fitting jeans he spent all night freaking out because he could feel fabric on his calf muscles. So basically, for longer than I care to know, he has had jeans so baggy that his legs literally did not touch the sides. WTF.

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NO MORE WEIRD OLD MAN JEANS. NO MORE.

Gosh he’s lucky to have me.

Other stuff that has made me happy: 

  • Coleslaw. I am back to last summer’s obsession and I’m not mad ’bout it.
  • It’s the last full week of the school term. YES.
  • Feeling the positive effects of my own weight loss so far.
  • That one Monday per fortnight that I get to just do whatever I want/have been putting off during school hours.
  • Getting a positive review from our Air B&B host – god I’m a sucker for external validation ?
  • Facebook groups full of supportive people.

What’s been making you happy lately?

The Happy List #45

Happy weekend, everybody!

I haven’t written a happy list in a while, but I’m feeling the urge right now. While life has had its challenges of late (thank you so much for the support – you know who you are), it doesn’t mean I haven’t had some great moments. Moments that I am really grateful for.

Here are the things that have made me happy in the past week or so…

Good customer service

It’s such a little thing, isn’t it? But sometimes, if you’ve been stressing about something, a friendly customer service person can make all the difference. I had to contact my private health insurer in a pinch the other day, and the lady (Liz – you are a legend and your bosses have been made aware that I’ve appreciated you) that answered the phone was awesome. She had this really down to earth spirit about her and from the moment I told her what I needed, she was laughing and chatting like we were old friends. I felt so at ease and looked after. I hung up the phone and I was still smiling. She didn’t just do her job, but she did it with an awesome attitude and made me feel important. Nailed it. I only wish more people followed her lead.

Sunshine! FUCKING OATH – sunshine!!

OK, so we just had the rainiest, coldest, windiest week. Also, are ‘windiest’ and ‘rainiest’ even words? Are now! I am sure it wasn’t too bad before last week, but it got so tedious that I cannot remember life before the shit weather started. That week felt like it lasted for a month.

But Friday was glorious. GLORIOUS. It made everything so great – like your fave social media photo filter.

It has still been cold, but the pure sunshine made it so much more bearable! It came at just the right time too, because I was starting to feel stir crazy and trapped.

Catching up with an old friend and watching our children play together

So I’ve known this friend for about 19 years (we’re getting so old) and recently, trying to catch up has been a challenge! But we got there in the end and the Little Mister and I hung out at her house yesterday. We got to meet her gorgeous toddler son and seeing our kids play together so nicely (even with the age difference) was heartwarming. We chatted and it felt like no time had passed. It was exactly what my soul needed (on so many different levels it’s not funny) and we even left with some home made chocolate cake to take home – amazing haha. I can’t wait to return the favour of hosting and the promise of baked goods – we figure that if we can at least catch up before the end of 2016, it will be a win!

Some people just make you feel so good in their presence. She’s a keeper. I hope I do the same for her.

Getting our taxes sorted

OK, so it doesn’t sound that fun, but you know when something has been hanging over your head and you feel overwhelmed by it, but then someone helps you sort it all out and the relief is just amazing? That. I’d been stressing because my income streams have been varied and intermittent over recent years and I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. I felt like I just hadn’t got my shit together in that area. Well, yesterday, the accountant helped me to adult better and now I feel so much better. I know I’m going to kick arse this financial year now! I should have done this ages ago!

My oven working again (and the keeping of perspective)

Last weekend, my oven died. I saw sparks coming out of it while Mr Unprepared tried to heat up a gross meat pie he got really cheap at the supermarket. Ew. Anyway, Mr Unprepared denied there was anything wrong (his back was turned while I yelled “HEY – THE OVEN LOOKS LIKE IT’S ABOUT TO CATCH FIRE!”) until he realised his pie was cold a few minutes later.

It’s funny, but any other time in my life and an oven in need of repairs would have been the biggest drama in my life and it would have warranted a social media post and a big whinge (I like baking and roasting stuff OK?). But this week, it was just stuff. Perspective was maintained. We got through the week and I even lost a little weight (haha). It turned out to be a melted, munted heating element which was replaced by Mr Unprepared in no time. It didn’t even cost much!

It was a good feeling that I didn’t let something like that get to me, when I could have easily let it be the inconvenient straw that broke the camel’s back after the past couple of weeks I’ve had.

Other stuff that has made me happy:

  • Having all the Little Mister’s grandparents around (after they’ve all been travelling) – helpful for babysitting and also cute to see how happy it makes him.
  • The worst of Mr Unprepared’s man flu passing us quickly.
  • Watching the Gilmore Girls on Netflix whenever I feel down – it always cheers me up.
  • When some doors close (or you close them yourself), you find a whole lot of others that were open all along, leading to more amazing places.
  • Finding online support with others who are dealing with secondary infertility. So wonderful to know you’re not alone and be able to talk about anything without worrying that you’ll kill the conversation with people who don’t know what to say.
  • Weekend plans to catch up with a friend who has just moved to WA (and her now live-in boyf – oh my!)
  • Messages from awesome readers/friends offering solidarity and emotional support when things have been tough. You guys are amazing.

What has made you feel happy this week?

Note to self: my struggles are a part of my story.

Excuse me, but I’m going to get a bit deep right now. The last month or so has been pretty tough, emotionally. BUT…I think I’ve faced those struggles for a reason. Because now I’m in warrior mode. And I’m OK with that.

It’s been a challenging couple of years dealing with secondary infertility. I have found myself feeling the pressure, physically – it’s my body that isn’t doing what it should. I have felt emotional pressure – pretending that I’m OK on days when I really am not. I have felt like I have not been participating in my life – through no real fault of my own.

On top of that, I’ve obviously had all the usual pressures of real adult life and parenting.

I’ve been saying things to myself about how I have no ‘life’ and have been feeling depressed about it.

But that’s the thing. How do I define ‘life’? I’ve been defining it as that thing I cannot have. I’ve been defining it as all the things I could have done if my situation was different.

If my situation was different, I’d be able to say yes to so many more social opportunities. If my situation was different, maybe some of my friendships would be thriving instead of barely even there. If my situation was different, I might be fitter and slimmer (you can work harder if you’re not afraid of rupturing something important at certain times – and if you’re feeling better you tend to not eat as many feelings). If my situation was different, I wouldn’t have to pretend I was OK at the school gate when I’m not (because it’s just too awkward if you answer “how has your day been?” with “not good – I’m super infertile today thanks”). I could do more drinking of wine. I could take better medications when I feel sick. I wouldn’t be sick as often. I might be a lighter, brighter person.

But my situation is not different. It is what it is.

And I am finally beginning to embrace that. I can’t spend my time yearning to be the old me. The me from before all of these struggles. I can’t spend my time in a futile fight to be her again.

I am learning to embrace and empower who I am now. The chick with the battle scars. The one who is still standing, despite all the shit she’s had to deal with. What’s with talking about myself in the third person?

I was too scared to join support groups online because I thought that would mean this shit defined me or that I might be obsessed. I didn’t want to be that person who got ‘crazy’. But one day I realised that I am crazy. Because that’s what this stuff does to you. No matter how much you try to not let your life revolve around it, the sheer volume of tests and results and effort that goes into trying to have a baby ensures that ‘positive distractions’ are merely that – distractions. May as well be crazy with women from all over the world who actually understand what I’m going through.

I was sad because I could feel my friendships changing. Some have thrived and others have faded. I have decided to stop scrambling to pretend to be the old me so that I can keep everything the same. I am going to do what I can, when I can, but not so I can stave off the fear of being left out or because I’m killing myself worrying about what others think of my flaky social abilities. I am going to do these things because they feel good (hopefully for all involved) and keep me mentally healthy. And when I can’t do them, I won’t beat myself up, because true friends will understand, will check in, rally around, and won’t judge me for it. I’m in this situation whether anybody likes it or not!

I’m going to choose the way I look at my battle scars. I am going to take my power back. I am even seriously considering my first ever tattoo! Something that symbolises my strength and my open heart. Something to look at when life gets tough. Because it is. A way to show the world that I have been through some shit but I’m fucking rad and kicking arse. Just like everyone else, I have a story and this is mine. I earned those scars and it’s what I make of them that matters. Not to mention how strangely appealing it seems to choose to have a whole bunch of needles in my skin that will create something beautiful, after spending so long being poked and stabbed for reasons that aren’t so beautiful. I am going to wear these scars (whether designed by an artist or a surgeon) without apology. Pretty or not.

So I present to you, the new me. She’s not better or worse than before. She’s just different. And both versions of herself were/are awesome in their own ways and had/have flaws like everybody else. Oops – more third person talk. I can’t help it.

One thing I am is stronger. I have dreams and plans and I have back up dreams and plans and I have back up plans for the back up plans. I am going to land somewhere awesome no matter what. Because life doesn’t always go to plan and I know that better than anyone. I think it makes me more compassionate. More real. More able to roll with the punches.

I still have my shit days. I will melt down and I will cry my eyes out. I will feel sad. I will feel frustrated – angry even. I will have to pretend I’m OK during small talk sometimes. I’ll get lonely. But I will use those tough moments as fuel for my fight. I will wear my struggles like a badge of honour and not a sign of a secret shame.

These struggles are not all of me. But they are a part of me. And trying to pretend they aren’t just makes me feel worse. And it’s taken me two years to realise this. To truly realise it. The old me is gone. There’s a bad ass mother who’s seen some shit standing in her place. And I’d better not forget it.

The Happy List #39

Aah, the joys of parenthood. The Little Mister is home sick from kindy today. His fever from yesterday is still lingering (although he’s not as hot as yesterday thank goodness – he was almost in the danger zone) and he claims to have a ‘wobbly head’, which is actually the cutest thing for a sick kid to say. Poor little guy. Not that he isn’t milking the situation a little, but I think I’ll allow it! His symptoms definitely warrant a little bit of pampering.

While it sucks that he’s sick (I really hope that day care last year helped his immune system because I swear he spent most of winter 2015 out for the count) and I hope he feels better soon, I’ll take the positives too. He’s nice and quiet and he gives good cuddles (if you’re into being close to a germ filled child that feels like a hot water bottle on a 40 degree day)!

He has until Wednesday to feel better – fingers crossed!

Here’s my happy list for the past week or so…

Making a hair appointment

I had been hating on my hair for a while and I was starting to feel pretty blah about myself. I find that when my hair is flat, drab and there’s lots of breakage, that’s pretty much my mental state!

I am so happy because I have a voucher to get my hair done at a pretty swish place (thank you Mum!) and while I had been putting off making an appointment (citing ‘mummy’ type reasons excuses for not having the time/energy), I finally bit the bullet and just did it.

In just under two weeks, I look forward to a decent pampering! I have been saving Pinterest pics of hair styles I like and imagining the whole new life I’ll have once I have new hair haha.

Emerging from a hormonal fog

So lately it has felt like my whole life revolves around my god damn cycle. It’s always about the damn hormones and counting down to appointments and tests etc. UGH. It’s like if I don’t have my period, I’m waiting for it.

I love that feeling when it’s over for another month and I start to feel like a normal human being again. Even if just for a little while before the PMS monster kicks in again!

Booking flights to Sydney!

I couldn’t write about this earlier, because I wanted to surprise a friend who lives there, but now it’s blog official! I am going to Sydney next month for a super long weekend and I can’t wait! It’s kind of my birthday present to myself. I get to sleep on a fold out couch (hello – free accommodation) and spend quality time with my mum (and Dad when he’s not working) and family friends and no responsibilities. YES.

Oh and shopping. Maybe a tiny bit of shopping. Sephora – I have my eye on you!

Meal planning and saving money

We have made an effort to return to meal planning. It’s been really helpful in keeping us on track financially. Mr Unprepared has been really involved and that’s been great.

There’s less wastage and nobody can whinge about dinner suggestions, because it’s already written up on the planner haha.

That feeling of relief when you wake up from a stressful dream

This is a silly one but yesterday I had the most stressful dream. It involved day care schedule nightmares, people clashing with each other, people in hospital, family dramas and all kinds of crappy things like going to pick up your child but realising you don’t have their car seat in your car etc etc. It was just a clusterf*ck of very average problems that could happen very easily in our waking lives. Bit too realistic haha.

I eventually woke up and I swear there’s no better feeling than that first realisation that it was all just a dream and the day is yet to start!!!!

Other stuff that has made me happy…

  • Finding Full House (the original series) on Netflix in all its 8 seasons of glory.
  • Setting myself little goals to work towards – gives extra motivation and a sense of purpose at a time when I’ve really needed it.
  • Productive conversations.
  • Sleeping through Mr Unprepared leaving for work early in the morning – a rare and special achievement.
  • The Little Mister’s drawings of our family (including pets). He’s getting a lot better at it and there’s something so charming about stick figure people with arms and legs that come straight out of their huge heads.
  • When your gel nail polish starts to grow out, which means that for once, you didn’t wreck your manicure straight after you did it.
  • That time I lost a whole kilo overnight just because I didn’t indulge my usual potato crisps addiction. Really brought it home to me how much I did NOT need them haha.

What has been making you happy lately? 

The Happy List #13

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A lot of people are superstitious about the number 13 being unlucky, but around these parts it’s a number we quite like. For me, it’s kind of a rebellious thing. Also, I love any numbers made up of 1s and 3s. So, I can’t believe this is the 13th Happy List that I’ve written! I’ve stuck at it – yay!

This week has been a little difficult online. At times it can be really hard to see the positives, when our politicians are so awful (I lack better words right now) and the treatment of asylum seekers both here and around the world is so…well, you’ve seen the devastating imagery.

But I am determined to see the good that is in this world. Because for every evil act, there are a lot more people who condemn it. I hope that those who need their voices heard the most, will get their day. I really do. I definitely don’t see the world with rose coloured glasses, but I think it’s OK to dream. To put positive energy (and action) out there in the hopes that it might make a difference one day – even if it’s just to one person, or five or twenty five. Imagine if everyone did that?

So here are the things that have made me happy this past week…

Catch phrases

The Little Mister has a new favourite catch phrase. He likes to point things out that he’s noticed and add, “How FUNNY IS THAT?” to the end of everything, even if it doesn’t quite make sense. It just sounds so cute and hilarious coming from a 3 year old. I remember thinking this phase was pretty funny when my younger (only) brother was the same age. Sure, I found it embarrassing too, but as a mum I think it’s awesome. I need to write all these things down. I’ve been told by many more experienced mums that you forget this stuff all too easily, despite swearing you never will.

The Little Mister dressing himself

OK, so it can be a double edged sword (he can take forever and sometimes he makes some odd choices – socks on his hands etc), but it’s hard not to be stoked for him when he’s grinning his little face off with pride – even if his T-shirt is on backwards. It might be trying at times, but in the long run it means we’re heading towards him being so much more independent. YAY!

My azalea flowering

It’s so pretty! I feel like this somehow means I’m good at gardening. Even though it wasn’t me that planted it (Mr Unprepared was responsible) and watered it (thanks to the Little Mister’s obsession with watering cans). Still. It’s a win. It’s still alive. And it’s got pretty flowers. YES. I shall take the glory anyway!

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Silly realisations that I’m an adult

I’ve mentioned before that I have re-become a big fan of colouring in. My creative side comes flooding out of me and it’s probably a much needed break from screen time. I love imagining all the colours and then bringing the image on a page to life. I can’t draw for shit, so colouring is the next best thing. The other night I was thinking, “Oh man. I’m only using certain coloured markers the most. What if they run out of ink really quickly? WHAT WILL I DO?!”

And then I laughed. Because I realised in that moment that I was thinking just like the kid me. You know, when you had to wait until a new school term for new textas or you had to ask your parents and you might need to wait until your next birthday or something. I mean, I’m not exactly rolling in it, but HOLY CRAP I’M A GROWN UP AND I’LL BUY NEW TEXTAS WHENEVER I WANT, MOTHERF*CKERS. DO YOU KNOW HOW AWESOME THAT IS???

Being a grown up can suck in so many ways, but man there are perks too haha.

Just don’t tell the Little Mister 😉

Finally putting photos from our wedding into albums

So we got married in 2007. That was a fair while ago. Back then, Pinterest was just a dream and Facebook wasn’t even that popular yet. As for Instagram…nope! If you had fancy boutique/niche style ideas, good luck with those!! It’s crazy to think about. When we got married, it was still cool to have disposable cameras (with FILM IN THEM) on each guest table at the reception. WHAT? Yeah, I know digital cameras were well and truly a thing, but we hadn’t quite let go at that point.

Anyway…it was cool to get the films developed (ha still hilarious) and see the wedding from everyone else’s points of view. Moments we hadn’t been privy to as we did our duties as bride and groom, trying to spread ourselves around and get to each of our guests with limited time.

Also, there were a few nipples and other questionable body parts. Our friends are all class haha.

Anyway, I finally bought a couple of albums and put everything into them. EIGHT YEARS later. It felt like a real accomplishment. And it was fun to relive memories that had faded over time.

Other stuff that’s made me happy:

  • wine & Bacardi (duh).
  • making our own play dough for the first time (I felt like a real mum – whatever that is haha).
  • suckering Mr Unprepared into watching a chick flick on a Friday night (and I think he kind of enjoyed it – shhhhh).
  • the Little Mister spoiling a Father’s Day surprise for Mr Unprepared a day early – it was so funny (he’ll act surprised tomorrow).
  • hearing the Little Mister singing along to Roar by Katy Perry. For some reason he’s taken a big liking to it and calls it the Tiger Song. While we’ve had it on painful repeat (and it’s never been a favourite of mine despite my own questionable music taste), I am so glad it’s a song with a positive message and little kids messing up the lyrics is kind of adorable (sometimes).
  • Snapchatting with my bro since he’s moved to Melbs. I live every day grateful that he finally added me haha.

 

What has made you happy this week?

 

The happy list.

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Look, I’m not gonna lie. I didn’t have a great day yesterday. Nothing bad really happened except for my mood. I had all of these dreams about being horribly angry and when I woke up… (you guessed it) I was horribly angry. Well, not right away (first I woke up too excited about sleeping in to actually sleep in – even though it was my sleep in day), but it was obviously there, just under the surface. I am sure my awful mood was caused by some super deep, subconscious, unresolved soul shit (in fact I know so) but we won’t go there right now! I hadn’t felt this disgusting for at least a year (very bad mood days seem to stick with you) and I feel like I’m still recovering today. I don’t know why I’m telling you all of this, but I guess to keep it real?

Anyway, today is a new day. That’s the beauty of life. There’s always a tomorrow with no mistakes in it yet. Yeah, yeah. Cheesy, I know. But it’s true.

So I thought I’d try to turn things around by focusing on the things that are making me happy lately. I don’t want to waste any more time on bad feelings (my personal journal has already had quite the work out this morning haha).

Feeling like a good driver. 

I know that sounds funny, but I used to love to drive. For the sake of driving. I would pride myself on being really good in traffic. Instinctive and just really in the moment. Just me and my car stereo. Yesterday, when I ran away from home for a few hours for some retail therapy (there was just no other choice), I got to drive for an hour each way. By myself. Just me in the moment. I finally felt like a good driver again. I was present.

I kind of get why people think parents with ‘baby on board’ are bad drivers (you don’t have to have the sticker in the window for it to be obvious – trust me haha). We’re always thinking about something else – our brains have so many tabs open. It’s harder to focus. We’re always about the destination and not the journey. I’ve missed being all about the journey. Driving well gives my confidence a boost too. I was going somewhere I hadn’t gone alone to in a long time. I had to remember all the little tricks – which lanes to be in and all the rest of it. Sometimes it feels a bit daunting when you’re stuck in the suburbs a lot (which is not exactly the big smoke), doing kid/household centric things all week. Getting back out of my comfort zone (kind of) reassured me that I have still got it. I think I just needed the alone time. I must remember to enjoy the drive more.

Triple J’s 40 Years of Music.

My favourite radio station is celebrating its 40th year and each day this month they have been playing music from a certain year. They pick a year (at 10am and 3pm) and they play music only from that year for an hour. You never know which year they’re going to play and it’s brought me so much joy. So many memories are wrapped up in music, you know? I’ve enjoyed a couple in particular. My last year of high school (2001) and 1994. I think perhaps that 1994 was the first year I really became so aware of music and how to find it for myself on the radio. I am proud of my music taste from back then at the ripe old age of 10. I get so sentimental! Here’s the one song that literally converted me to Triple J forever. The moment my life changed and a whole lot of other amazing music came into my life, bringing with it new memories. Oh, it brings a tear!

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Chocolate brownies. 

OK, so maybe they shouldn’t be on the happy list because they are a little counter productive to my fitness mission, but THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY at the moment. And the packet mixes that require very little effort? Even better. I think they are my official Winter of 2015 comfort food. Oops. I guess I’ll just have to be extra healthy in many other ways haha. SO WORTH IT.

Gold coloured rings.

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They are my latest guilty retail spending pleasures. There’s something I love about the gold bands. Even my wedding ring is a simple gold band. I don’t have massive fingers, so really chunky stuff doesn’t suit me, but I can buy every variation of a gold band forever. The ones above are my latest purchase from Lovisa (not sponsored – just love them). I may be crap at buying the perfect necklace or remembering to put on some nice earrings, but rings are always a winner for a low maintenance (read: lazy) gal like myself.

My new food processor.

It’s not a fancy one. It’s fairly basic but a reliable, affordable brand. And I love it. I have used it heaps. I love making cauliflower mash and fried cauliflower ‘rice’ with it. The other day I used it to mix a shortcrust dough for a quiche and it was a thousand times better than when I’ve attempted it all by hand! It’s the kitchen appliance I didn’t know I needed and I’m stoked with it. So many recipes suggest you use one and I kept putting all of those to the side, thinking I’d never buy or use one. I was so wrong. It’s awesome. You don’t need to spend thousands to achieve good things 😉

So there it is. There’s my happy list. I feel a bit better already.

What would you put on your happy list today?

When the universe laughs at your plans.

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I was on a high today. Everything felt smooth and easy. My internet was still here when I woke up in the morning. I slept through Mr Unprepared leaving for work really early (usually a difficult thing for me). The Little Mister was being positively angelic (despite weirdly not going to sleep until 10pm the night before). We had plenty of time to play and be together. We sat outside and the sun was shining. A nice little trip to the new corner store first thing. I got some baking done – healthy stuff you can be smug about. I had the slow cooker going and dinner was going to be right on time, instead of some horrific rushed thing during witching hour. I even enjoyed playing around with my blog a little. I felt like I was making up for the past week, where I’d felt distracted and rushed and stressed and guilty for not being able to be as present with the Little Mister as I’d have liked.

Let’s face it. I was feeling like I was nailing life.

So when Mr Unprepared called to tell me his bike had a flat tyre, I wasn’t fussed. I’d have just enough time to drive down the road and get him – save him an extra half hour of walking along the road with his bike. Why not. It would be a little adventure for the Little Mister and we’d be back in time for our slow cooked meal. I’d feel like the best wife ever. Still nailing it. Go Kez.

That was until I drove past the point where I thought I’d see my husband waiting for me and he wasn’t there. So I went a bit further. Might as well save him a little more walking distance. If I didn’t see him then, it would be easy and quick to double back again. Do a quick u-turn and all would be well.

So…I went to do that u-turn down a little residential street.

BANG. WTF WAS THAT???

My car was not coping. I pulled up quickly and got out of the car with a sinking feeling. I knew I’d done something. And there it was. A flat tyre. I’d done a good job of it too. Turned out that as I was turning, that simple little kerb I thought I was gently nudging over was not so simple. There was a big concrete guard for a drain. A sharp, evil looking thing. I hadn’t seen it. It was in just the wrong spot. I thought about how much tyres cost and I wanted to roll my eyes so hard. Bloody hell.

I called Mr Unprepared and broke the news to him. He’d have to walk his bike (with the annoying flat tyre) back to where I was. The rescuee would have to become the rescuer! I had a pretty well equipped car with a brand new spare tyre and a jack in the back. I just needed a hand.

My mind flashed back to leaving the house with the Little Mister. I had said, “Don’t worry about shoes – we will just be making a quick trip to get Daddy. We won’t even be getting out of the car.” I never say that. I always get the shoes anyway, because my mind says, “What if…”

Not today! HA HA HA.

At this point, I realised I had two choices. I could be mad that a stressful few weeks wasn’t letting up and indulge in the drama, or I could laugh my arse off. I mean, what are the odds? My husband calls me about a flat tyre on his bike and I get a flat tyre trying to rescue him. I mean, come on! It was kind of hilarious how ridiculous it was.

All was well in the end. My parents did need to come out (they live close) because the tools that came with the car’s emergency kit were quite crap and the wheel nuts were on super tight, but Mr Unprepared was able to change the tyre fairly easily and get us home eventually. My slow cooking meal was not wrecked (despite my belief that surely it would be). We had a pleasant evening. Everyone was OK, despite it all.

Tomorrow I will have to call the tyre place and it’s going to sting having to replace the two front tyres (especially when one of them is still just fine), but thankfully it’s a day when the Little Mister is in childcare. Sure, I’m supposed to start work for my parents, but at least they are very understanding. I’m sure I can work the afternoon instead or something. Everyone will pitch in where possible to somehow make it all work. I’d say having support like that is a win.

I can’t help but find my sense of humour. The universe will always laugh at our best laid plans. May as laugh with it!! We joked that I was so excited to have the internet back that I needed to do something drastic, so I’d have something new to blog about. I can’t help but see these kinds of mishaps as blogging material! There’s a positive!

I also can’t help but feel that we still had a really good day. Because we laughed about it and looked after each other. And because shit happens, but it’s all about how we react to it. Today I chose happiness. We did good. I’m grateful.

As a friend said on twitter, we aren’t called the Unprepareds for nothing! x