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!

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.

 

My own poetry reviews

wpid-wp-1447377915446.jpgI have been writing poetry for some time now and it’s something I love doing.

Although I have been doing it for years this is the first time I’ve put it out there online.

I have come to the conclusion I cannot hope to get better without fair and just reviews.

If you read my poetry, first of all thank you. I hope you enjoyed it, but also please feel free to tell me why you did or didn’t like it. Only then can I hope to improve.

Thank you very much in advance.

Hjsa

Travel whilst pregnant 

Being 22 weekend pregnant my husband and I decided we would take the opportunity to go on a baby-moon which is essentially a holiday whilst pregnant to just be a happy couple and have a bit of us time.

When me and Andrew first got together we went to Venice for our first holiday and it was great although we stayed in a hostel so wasn’t as romantic as it could have been so we decided to go again but this time stay in a hotel. It was much better. We stayed for 4 days 3 nights and really enjoyed it

Before we set off I made sure the travel insurance we purchased covered us should something happen involving my pregnancy and photocopied my pregnancy notes. I even bought flight socks which as I’ve never used any before I can say they are actually surprisingly comfy and my legs didn’t feel quite as “heavy”.

Whilst away I had growing pains once a day for about half an hour and Henry had a growth spurt or more accurately I did. I woke up the day after getting there and my stomach seemed to have sprung out of nowhere but apparently that’s a thing that happens…. Something else which provided entertainment is it was whilst away on this romantic getaway my breasts decided to start leaking clear fluid… Why is pregnancy so God damn sexy!

Packing was a bit hit and miss I wish I had brought lip balm and a different moisturiser for my stomach. It was that cold being January and all, I didn’t wear any of the nice clothes I packed and ended up wearing as many layers as possible and my coat the entire time!

Andrew was really patient with me which was amazing he didn’t rush me and constantly reminded me to go and pee before we left anywhere. Was always there to rub my back when Henry decided to push or pull or whatever it is he has been doing on the inside. So all in all it has been an amazing and very enjoyable trip. I just need a holiday now to recover from this holiday ha ha 😂

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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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Our trip to Oslo

At the end of January I decided that I would be a very nice and generous wife and booked myself and Andrew a trip to Norway!

We haven’t been away together since our honeymoon 2 years ago so it was definitely needed. Andrew is rather sensible when it comes to money were I’m a little devil may care. As long as I’ve got enough to have a roof over my head and food I don’t mind not having spare cash in the bank, so I had to be a little bit sneaky. We have a joint bank account that both our wages go into so I couldn’t very well start booking flights and hotels and expect Andrew not to notice! Soooo I withdrew bits and pieces of money every day for my “lunch” at work and took a packed lunch. The money Id withdrawn i put into a spare account I have from my student days and he was non the wiser!

Deciding where to go.. On my own jeez I was nervous, Spain, Venice, Iceland… I wanted a memorable trip that wouldn’t cost the earth 🌍

We have been to Venice previously so if we could go somewhat new that would be better and I felt going somewhere cooler would be different, I’d seen loads of holidays on groupon and Wowcher so thought I’d look at Iceland. Unfortunately it was a little more than I wanted to pay so scowering the Internet I found VERY cheap flights to Oslo, another search later I found cheap accommodation in a swanky hotel in the centre of Oslo perfect!

Eek one problem…

It meant Andrew would need the Friday off, how was I going to explain that?! Hmmm well after some quick thinking I came up with a plan! Andrews boss was on Facebook so I asked her directly if she would help me with my plan and she did! She even threw in some of her walking boots for me which I hadn’t even thought about!

Once everything was booked and I’d sorted out a hire car for us during our stay, I broke the news!!

Who wouldn’t love a surprise trip away?? Everything was booked and all he had to worry about was getting some walking boots to fit his size 12 feet!

I will write a more in depth post about Oslo itself tomorrow so please come back a read =)

Here are some of the pictures we took of our trip and it really was amazing! The fjords are beautiful and I couldn’t have asked for a better trip!

If you haven’t been to Oslo and it’s somewhere you would like to go one bit of advice…  Be prepared to buy food from the supermarket as it is massively expensive, we had a look at a few menu’s outside restaurants and meals were easily £20-£30 for basic £10 dishes here in the UK.

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I am a flake

I am a flake. I am here and there and every where and no where all at once. I have a very short attention span and when I love something I put my everything into it…until I get bored and then I put my heart into something else and then get bored.

Like blogging. I love it, then as soon as it becomes a hassle to do it, I stop. I do it with everything in life apart from actual people which is good. I go from buying everything to buying nothing and wanting to get out of the whole capitalism thing that plagues our every decision. To diet and lose weight to embracing my womanly curves. To wanting to change jobs to loving my job.

I’m a contradiction and a hypocritical loser. The things I genuinely do love I come back to time and time again which is a good sign that’s its not all a complete loss. I am also very pleased that my husband knows I am a flake and can talk some sense into me when I am just about to sign up to some class that I have to pay for in advance or something that requires a commitment that he knows I will never keep. I don’t do it on purpose and most of the time, at the beginning of one of my hair brained idea’s I am truly convinced that this time it will be different.

It’s a bit of a love, hate relationship I have with my flakiness as when I have found something I am truly passionate and I put all of my effort into and then I get bored, get distressed at life and then fall back In love with something else. My dad is exactly the same. The amount of diy projects he has started and given up on. The amount of collections he has started and given up on…

Life is one crazy rollercoaster thing that I still don’t quite understand my place in yet…

Anyway hope you have a great day =)

Love Mrs Flakey xxx

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Love me Beauty

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My latest delivery from love me beauty.

A little underwelming, overall the products in the box were good. I love the lipstick, its in a metal case and it really does feel expensive, the shade is Wild Peony. Its a good shade as i think it will go nicely with all skin tones and a great transitional shade from Summer to Autumn!

The carmex is also another safe thing to add although do we really need two different flavours?

The nailsinc gel like nail polish is rubbish. It looks great when you first put it on, but within a day it begins to chip and i havent been doing anything overly strenuous! I have this nail polish in 3 shades now from various Beauty boxes so its clear Nailsinc are doing some serious PR work or just giving away all their rubbish for free!

I do love subscription boxes and this isnt really typical of what you get in them, i just think maybe they were a little stick for idea’s maybe?

The box including delivery is £14 and i would pay that for the lipstick alone so i guess i got a few freebies!

If any of you get a beauty box let me know which ones or if youve written blog posts about them! I would live to know what other people think of them!

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Much Love Helen x

The chicken incident

Hello everyone!

So i have a story to tell and it is a little strange.

A couple of weeks ago my husband and i decided we would go meat free for a week to shake up the food we ate as we have realised we are eating far too much meat as humans and individuals.

The week went well with only one slip up involving cheese and Andrew was really looking forward to eating meat again but in a more ethical way… organic, free range meat, not every day of the week. I however have gotten rather emotional about everything. When i found out that gorgonzola had calf rennet i did a lot of Internet research about what other seemingly meat free products had a dark secret. I didnt dive straight back into meat eating and in fact it was Tuesday this week when we were out shopping and tired we decided to go to Nandos, i ate my usual plate of chicken and felt non plussed about it all.

When i got home i started doing a big morrisons shop and was checking out the organic chickens…

£6.50 each shocked at the price i looked at non organic at 2 for £5. I showed Andrew who then said… its crazy isnt it how we think £6.50 is expensive for a whole animals life….

That was it! The flood gates opened, i burst into tears and  i suddenly got it.

Ive always known that we eat animals… ive known where they come from… somehow through Andrews choice of words it all became clear.

I have made a choice… i will no longer eat meat. I started this a few weeks ago just trying to make better decisions, make a difference in my own choices and i have come through the other side different. Even writing this im getting rather emotional.

Seeing my very emotional response to that organic chicken, Andrew has said he will support me in my choice not to eat meat as best as he can.

May all the chickens live long happy healthy lives!

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Much Love Helen x