I have this crazy fantasy. It involves me, naked. In a bath… Well, that’s it really. Picture this: A clean bath. Yes, someone has cleaned it who isn’t me. There are no signs of children to be seen. There might be a scented candle or two but I don’t really care too much about that because I’m not a totally romantic weirdo or anything and I am always afraid I’ll light the house on fire. There are definitely bath bombs. Like the totally extra ones you get from Lush. The ones that people probably buy just so they can post pics on Instagram. Ones with weird names or ingredient combinations.…
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Our secondary infertility story: Part 1 (15 months trying to conceive).
This post was written in October 2015 when everything was still fresh in my mind. It hasn’t been published until now, because it was a very difficult thing to talk about and process at the time. I would like to finally share my story of secondary infertility and beyond (currently expecting a little miracle in February 2018 – we are over the moon) over the following days/weeks. It’s both therapy and also hopefully something that someone else might find helpful or informative or interesting. I tried to document my experiences by writing the stuff I would have wanted to read. I’m no hero or crusader but I do hope that I…
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The Happy List #50: Birthday Week edition.
Last week was my 33rd birthday week. Not just a day, but a week! I sure know how to milk something for all its worth haha. But y’know, sometimes you have to stagger out some of the celebration/s and somehow it just becomes one big festival of birthday. I am not complaining! I think being alive for another year is always something to celebrate, whether you’re 1 or 100! Or you know, some kind of obscure, non impressive, non-milestone number like 33. Although, 3 is my lucky number, so two of them next to each other has to be a good omen, right? RIGHT? Oh goodness, I hope so! I…
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F*ck yeah, self care!
Oh, hey! How are ya? I’m pretty good because this week is my birthday week. You’ll find that I’m not one of those shy, don’t like to celebrate types. I think birthdays are frickin’ rad and that everyone deserves to feel a bit special as they reach the milestone of being alive for another year! I’m even OK with ageing! While I’m not always loving the look and texture of my skin, I’m pretty stoked with the stuff that makes me feel wiser each year. I wouldn’t trade that for anything at this point! Not even the completely on point, dewy skin of an 18 year old! OK, maybe…I don’t know…
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Kez Gets Physical: Week 8 Update
Well well well. I cannot believe it. The end of the school term is finally here! The Little Mister finishes tomorrow and it’s the holidays! I don’t know who is more excited. OK, it’s me. This also means that my super strict Kez Gets Physical mode relaxes a little until the school term begins again. You know, because life is short and Christmas is yummy and all that. In saying that, I have learned a lot during this term of better habits. I know that I don’t want to slack off and not exercise and eat carb heavy meals every day, even when I’ve told myself I don’t have to.…
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5 ways to recharge (and stay sane) before Christmas.
Oh my goodness. The end of the school year has had me beat! The kids aren’t the only people who are exhausted! I have been so tired. I mean, I’m always a bit tired (because duh I’m a parent and also *ahem* a wife to a lovely but annoying man hahaha) but lately I’ve found it harder to keep bouncing back and to just push through! I’ve decided to put together a little list of things that, based on past experience, might help me to survive this busy time of year. Things that will hopefully revitalise me a little so I’m not a worn out bitch by Christmas day! I want…
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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…
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The Happy List #38
It’s the Monday of a long weekend here in WA. That alone deserves a spot on the happy list! I love the feeling that we’re counting down to Easter and then the school holidays. Yay! So, sometimes I really suck at the whole pre-amble thing. Let’s just get right to the good stuff. Here are some of the things that have made me happy in the last week… Having an extra long weekend It’s been fantastic. We haven’t done much (funds are a little low and we’ve all been a bit tired), but Mr Unprepared took Friday off work and the Little Mister doesn’t have kindy again until mid week!…
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Kez Gets Physical: Coming back from an unplanned hiatus…oops.
Look, I’ll level with you. I swear I write about how to come back from a slump in fitness/exercise/good health efforts more than I write about the actual ‘doing’ of it all. I’d feel embarrassed about it, but in all honesty, I’m happy to keep it real. Because I reckon most people I know can relate. I also think that half the battle with looking after ourselves is how we get back on the wagon, when we slack off or let other life shit get in the way. I am not going to lie. I have been exhausted. Lazy. Distracted. Unmotivated. Making excuses. And it’s starting to show. I’ve had…
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The Happy List #34
Holy crap, it’s been a big week! I’m still trying to find my groove, now that the Little Mister has started kindy, but I am oddly excited about getting organised and starting a new routine. Oh, and time to myself will be great – however fleeting it will feel between work and school drop offs and pick ups! I have had a lot on my mind lately and in some ways, all this school stuff has been a good distraction (as much as it has been nerve wracking)! So here’s the stuff that has made me happy in the last week… Surviving the first week of being a ‘school mum’…
