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Will we ever be satisfied. We are genetically engineered to hoard to save things in good times so we are prepared in bad times, but now, now that there is an abundance of stuff. Surely we don’t need to hoard.

 Fortunately for many we can simply go out and get the stuff we need. 

We are reluctant to give the stuff we don’t need to the needy “just in case.” And those expensive items we got ourselves and don’t use but feel too guilty to sell for a loss or to donate.

If you don’t need it on a daily or even weekly basis chances are you could get along just fine with out it!

Rid your home of the crap that we don’t need, that we don’t use and the stuff that doesn’t bring us joy.

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Going with the flow

These four words up until now have been my life’s mantra. I’m chilled relaxed and I go with the flow. I have said this so many times and about so many things.

But what is going with the flow.

 Going with the flow is nice and it’s easy. It’s lazy. Your not making any of your own life decisions. You are passively letting your life go by, reacting to it only when it needs to be reacted to. 

It’s true that sometimes things happen in your life that you are unable to control and your only option is to go with the flow. But where has going with the flow really ever gotten anyone?

Did Richard Branson simply go with the flow when his flight got cancelled? No he commanded something different from his life, chartered a plane, charged other stranded passengers airfair and got where he was going and a whole new business venture appeared from it.

If you aren’t in love with what you do but you also don’t hate it, you just coast and go with the flow… Only to find out in 5/10/15/20 years time that you could and SHOULD have been doing something more worthwhile. Something of value. Maybe not physical value, but something that brings value into YOUR life. After all your the one that is living it. 

Command more value from your life. Stop simply going with the flow!

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Does stuff make us happy?

Are 10 dresses hung up in the wardrobe better than just the 2 you actually wear? Bottles and bottles of moisturiser, shower gels, shampoos, conditioners and face wash, when a bar of soap Would do?

When you have a couple of hours to kill so you go shopping, feeling a bit blue? Shopping? New job? New outfit! Single? New outfits!! 

What has happened to buying once and buying right? 

We have become such a throw away society and it’s killing the planet!

We buy so much crap. Let alone the single use plastics we use. We buy into fast fashion, buy an outfit for when we lose weight (we never do) or in a colour we really should wear (but never do). We buy air fresheners that pollute our homes, cleaning products which poison us and eat food that are killing us. 

No more!! Not in my house!

Hospital stay

Bolton hospital was amazing every single member of staff from the health care assistants, midwives, consultants and registrars were amazing.

I received the best possible care i could have asked for and more importantly so did my son. After a rocky birth my son was in neonatal where he was being treated for problems with his breathing, antibiotics because he had done a poo inside of me and an x-ray for a suspected broken clavicle which turned out to be fine.

Two after his delivery we finally got word that he was fine and doing well so i was cleaned up and taken down to see him. The first time i saw him, in his incubator, i burst into tears, a warmth came over me that is very hard to describe. The neonatal nurse/doctor put him in my arms and it was the most perfect moment. Despite the tubes and wires he was perfect. I loved him with all of my heart. I don’t care what anyone says but that feeling is terrifying! Amazing and scary!

After too little of a time i felt like i would pass out from tiredness so had to leave my precious little bundle in the neonatal ward with all the machines buzzing and beeping alone. Heartbreaking, but i knew he was going to be fine!

Andrew was made to leave and I was taken to the ward where i was given tea, toast and painkillers and i have to say they were the best things i think I’ve ever tasted… even now.

I got as much sleep as my adrenaline fueled body could manage and counted down till Andrew could come back so we could see our son together. When we went back to neonatal the next morning i was happily surprised to see that Henry only had a few wires on him and no tubes, i wanted to get him straight from his incubator but he looked so tiny and delicate i asked for the midwifes help. She handed him to me and asked me how intended on feeding him and helped me with my first breastfeed. He latched on straight away and was on me for about 45 minutes the little champ. Hours seemed to pass in minutes and we had to go back to the ward to eat and was instructed to go down to neo to feed Henry every two hours which was no hard task for me! At 2am that night when Andrew was at home Henry was given the all clear to come upstairs with me to the ward… my responsibility…. terrifying again! Ha! This was the first of 2 completely sleepless night of me simply staring at this beautiful life me and my husband had created.

Whilst in hospital i got tons of support with how to change him, dress him, feed him, swaddle him… everything i asked was answered. They never made me feel like i was asking silly questions and helped me through everything. I could not recommend Bolton hospital enough to any one!

Labour and birth story

Friday 26th May, I went into hospital as I was having some reduced movements with my little boy. I had the same thing at 31 weeks so was expecting them to tie me to the machine wait around for about half an hour to be told everything was fine and to go home. However what actually happened is that it was a hot day and my blood pressure was up so they wanted me to stay until it came down, it didn’t. They gave me some pills and said because I was 39+4 that they would be inducing me the next day. My blood pressure went straight back up (in shock) so they decided to induce me then and there.

So after midnight i was admitted on to the ward and given the pessary to get things going and had a sweep….fun times.

At about 4am i woke up in quite a bit of pain as the pessary had actually slipped down. The midwife popped it back into place and i managed to sleep through the night. The next day i was having some contractions so i kept moving all day long. If things don’t go into full-blown labour they only check your cervix after 24 hours and i was determined not to be in any longer than i needed to be, so i was walking up and down the halls and bounced on the exercise balls just to keep things moving along. Like i said i was having mild contractions and then when my husband left me at around 9pm they stopped completely….fun. So into bed i got awaiting my examination at 2am. I set an alarm and when i woke up went off to find someone to see how well i was doing.

I was 3cm dilated and the midwife did another sweep to see if she could get me going at more speed and said as soon as someone was free and a room available I would be going down to the labour ward and have my waters broke!! Terrifying haha! She said it would probably be in the morning so i text Andrew to let him know what was happening and went back to bed to try to get some rest.

At 5am I was woken up by a health care assistant to tell me i was going down stairs now. She had to repeat herself about 3 times as i was still pretty much asleep and in shock i think!

So I gathered my stuff and went with her,  i was worried that i wouldn’t have time to ring Andrew as i wanted him there when they broke my waters but the midwife assured me she wouldnt do anything until he got there. By the time everything was set up and ready to go it was 8am there is a shift change at 8:30 so we all decided that we would wait until the new midwife was there so that i wasnt being examined and then examined again 30 minutes later.

The new midwife Rae couldn’t reach my cervix to feel how dilated i was or to break my waters, i guess for me its a little “longer” in there ha ha. She went out to find someone with longer fingers and returned with a Registrar Ken. He broke my waters in about 3 seconds flat and didn’t hurt a tiny bit. They gave me an hour to see if my contractions started naturally or id have to go on the drip as it appeared my little boy had opened his bowels inside… nice one kid! So the hour came and went and the contractions did start but not of any kind of intensity they were hoping for so i went on the drip. Now up until this point i hadn’t touched any pain relief although they did keep offering me gas and air. About an hour after the drip was put in the contractions started and BOY did THEY. My contractions were in the top of my legs, my hips felt like they were being pulled apart so i very quickly picked up the gas and air nozzle. It is a weird feeling the gas and air, a little bit like your tipsy, i’m not sure it did loads for the pain but it got me through another hour or so… then the contractions got too painful and i wanted something better… so i was given diamorphine…. i was being sick and mooing like a cow although Andrew my hubby said i sounded more like an owl hooting but despite all this i was also quite comfortable, once the contraction stops all the pain disappears… its very strange! I was in labour for about 9 hours in total. Due to the hip contractions and the drip i was strapped to a machine to monitor baby’s heart rate and couldn’t really move.

I remember getting the strangest urge to push although i felt like it was too early…. so i tried to stop myself from pushing but not being able to stop myself. For me it felt like when your retching… like your body just taking over and not being able to stop it. At this point i had been pushing for an unknown amount of time when my little ones heart rate started dipping to the point where the midwife was concerned so she buzzed for back up, as she did alarms started going off everywhere… and two of them had nothing to do with me and everything to do with another 2 women in need of assistance pretty much at the exact same time.

Time became a priority in what felt like 20 seconds the room filled with people running around and moving things and setting things up. I needed emergency assistance, the two other women were taking up the theatres so there was no where for me to go, they turned my room into an emergency theatre, i dont know if it was the panic of the situation or not but the diamorphine started to wear off. A consultant came in and was all dressed ready to intervene, i was going to have a forcept delivery. On my next push he was going to help me get my son out. The pain was incredible, the feeling strange and stomach turning but i didnt care my son needed to be born. The consultant said he needed to cut me to help get Henry out, i didnt care. On the next contraction a midwife pushed on my stomach i pushed with all my might and the consultant dragged my son out by his head.

Henry was placed on me for a few seconds but was quickly taken away and put on the resuscitator. He had a problem with his breathing and a suspected broken clavicle so was rushed down to neonatal where he would be well looked after.

Once my placenta was removed i wasn’t in any pain whats so ever, its all very strange…. but hey i guess that is mother natures reward for putting you through such an ordeal. The consultant started sowing me up and he apologised for being so rough with me but it really was a priority that my son was delivered asap, i didn’t care, i still don’t. Yea when i think back it does sort of make my skin crawl remembering the feeling of it all but it was to save my son… Id do it again tomorrow. The labour itself really wasn’t that bad and i will go into my next pregnancy with no fear of that… the drugs definitely worked! Which in itself must say a lot and give any expecting mother some hope.

 

Pregnancy beauty both good and bad!

Dry skin: I suffer from psoriasis on my hands, feet and scalp. Whenever I’m particularly stressed out the stuff on my scalp comes down slightly and goes onto my forehead but never further down than my eyebrows. Luckily I have a fringe so if it gets bad I just wear my fringe down and it’s hidden… Sorted. Being pregnant has had a very strange effect on my skin as the psoriasis I have on my hands and feet has completely cleared up and the stuff which is only very occasionally on my forehead was taking centre stage. I was caught in a tight place… The more stuff I put on my skin to help with the skin condition the worse it seemed to get, which is pretty standard really but still annoying as you can imagine. Once I got into the second half of the second trimester it seemed to clear up so fingers crossed it will stay away for a while.

Hair: My hair feels amazing! This is definitely a great side effect of pregnancy it’s growing like crazy and feels really thick (although I know it will all come out once baby is here). I cant put conditioner on it or it will get greasy in what feels like 2 seconds flat but oh well not exactly a bad thing! Will save me loads of money between now and the little critters arrival!

Nails: Also growing like crazy although they do seem a little brittle but that could be my imagination. With work all day I really am surprised that they last at all!

Bath bombs: Unfortunately I have had to put my bath bomb obsession to bed, at least until May. They have caused a brief encounter with a PH Imbalance that I sure as hell don’t want a repeat of! The doctor said now I’m pregnant I am more likely to get this sort of thing and if I’ve one once I’ll probably get another! 😱

Tummy: On my expanding stomach I have been applying The body shops Coconut body butter, Palmer’s cocoa butter and boots mummy oil spray for stretch marks. I love the smell and consistency of the body butter it’s definitely the one I have been applying the most, I find the cocoa butter too sweet smelling and the oil spray feels disgusting on my skin… 

Slimming world

This is a very late post about my slimming world experience.

All I can say is that it really is such a great system in 6 months I managed to lose 2 stone. Got into a size 12 with room in my pants to spare… Amazing.

At no point did I feel deprived. If i wanted something I had it. It made the decisions to have unhealthy food easier, if I decided to have a chocolate bar I would choose which ever food gave me the most value for my syns. If I could have a certain chocolate bar for a 5 syns and another type for 10 syns I’d have 2 of the lower syn bar…

The thing that slimming world really did for me was to highlight the amount of empty calories I was having in drinks. Latte’s from Starbucks, fruit juices etc… There are many different options to lower your intake of syns and it was a case of just figuring out what was what and I didn’t have to calorie count.

I loved it!

Once I’ve had my baby I’m getting straight back on it hoping to get down to my 11 stone goal! As I have already managed to go up a stone but i am 6 months in so pretty good going really!

It also kick started my exercise regime which is pretty standard I guess, healthy eating and exercise come hand in hand, my husband and I went walking, running, even walked up and down 16 flights of stairs multiple times! That definitely got the heart rate up!!

First trimester 

I have to say I have been very lucky in the fact my first trimester has come and gone with little over 3 weeks of morning sickness and I think sickness is a bit strong of a word for what I was feeling. More like morning nausea. Once I’d done some proper reading I discovered eating as soon I woke up, holding my nose going past anything strong smelling and staying away from anything savoury kept it all to a minimum. My only craving was for vimto… My food aversions however were another thing, I could no longer eat or even contemplate the following foods:

  • Bacon
  • Chicken
  • Hot dogs
  • Chilli
  • Spaghetti Bolognese 
  • Eggs
  • Fish
  • Chips
  • Fish and chips together
  • Pizza
  • Cheese
  • Vegetables in general
  • Vinegar 
  • Salt
  • Pasta

I could eat everything sweet… So it was all very interesting to say the least trying to eat and although I can now eat mostly everything on this list I still struggle with Chilli and Spaghetti Bolognese, I think it’s the mince. But I’m not really sure.

I had a slight amount of lower back pain but nothing too much and ended up with a cold… Which I suffered through without any help from painkillers, although next time I’m Ill and not pregnant I’m going straight to boots for the cold and flu medicine as I’ve been taking it for granted for far far too long.

We had our 12 week scan which was on day 12 weeks +4 and turns out my little bubs was measuring exactly right, heart beat going strong, two arms, two legs I definitely couldn’t be happier. Andrew came with me and had a massive smile throughout the whole experience. I got a massive wave of emotions and burst into happy tears. Obviously I was worried about the scan and excited all at the same time but it was only once we had been given the ok I realised just how worried I had been.

I started showing around 10 weeks not enough that anyone would know looking at me but enough that myself and Andrew could tell, being around my body all the time and that.

Oslo ❤

Hey guys so this is a follow up to yesterday’s post this is the in depth and a bit more details of what we actually got up to in chilly Norway.

The day of our departure had arrived and we were getting ready to head out on the cold January morning to go on our long overdue adventure. As we live In the city centre of Manchester and typically our flights leaving from Liverpool we got on a Terravision coach service to Liverpool Airport, It was a direct bus from Shudehill coach station straight to the front of the airport. We got a really good deal it was £20 return ticket for both of us so £5 each, each way not bad, took just under an hour to get there I total! 😘

As it was all depending on traffic we made sure we got to the airport as early as possible so we had enough time to check in and have a Frankie and Benny’s breakfast before boarding our Ryanair flight to Oslo TORP Sandefjord airport. This has got to have been the bumpiest flight I have ever been on. The turbulence was incredible!
Unfortunately it was a rather dull and cloudy day getting into Oslo but there was patches of snow on the ground so we were happy enough. Getting onto the coach from Sandefjord to actual Oslo took about 2 hours as in true Ryanair style you pay to get flown no where near where you’re going, but I can’t complain as the return flights for BOTH of us was only £55 so hey what’s a 2 hour bus ride ha!

Once we got into Oslo main bus station it was a short 15 minute walk to the hotel. HTL Grenson, it is a beautifully modern building with a full glass front, facing a few fancy shops that appear to be a bit like our Debenhams. We went into the hotel and checked in with the help of the gorgeous blonde receptionist and off to our room we went. A few floors up in the lift and our room was right opposite no mazes for us! The room was really nice with a massive bed a wet room kind of shower thing which was amazing a floor to ceiling window on one wall facing the main Street!

We walked through Oslo after we checked in and strolled down to the port front and looked out over the fjord and it truly was breathtaking. I will include some pictures so you can enjoy the beauty too! Whilst away we also hired a car from Avis and travelled out to see some of the other fjords within a 20 mile radius, we came across a beach which was the weirdest thing ever on a beach with a layer of thick ice covering everything!

If there are any more details you guys would like to know then please feel free to ask! I’m conscious of not making this post too long or no one will ever read it!

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Thanks for reading!

Helen xx

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