Monday, February 20, 2017

Meal Plan Monday

Yes, I am back sharing my meal plan with you, whether you actually care what I'm eating is up to you!

There is a reason behind this, that I wasn't going to share, but that felt pointless. I've joined slimming world. I've been listening to my slimpods for around 2 years, and have already lost some weight. However, now my head is in the right place, I need to get my food there too.

I joined last Friday, so this is my first week. Obviously this means I'm throwing myself into it wholeheartedly, and I love to cook anyway. So there are a few recipes that will come from Slimming World's website or magazines, and some that I've adapted from food I already cook, adding extra veg.

The current issue that some recipes are from

Here's this weeks plan:

Monday:
 Salmon with breadcrumbs, various vegetables and a baked potato.

Tuesday:
Chicken Tikka and rice, from the latest issue of Slimming World magazine

Wednesday:
Cottage Pie, made with extra lean mince and a sweet potato mash & plenty of boiled veg

Thursday:
Chicken and vegetable stir fry

Friday (weigh day):
Lasagne

Saturday:
Kebab and salad (again from the slimming world mag)

Sunday:
Sausage, mash, veg & vegetable gravy

It's unusual for us to miss a roast dinner, on a Sunday, but Mr. Ojo is off to see the rugby, so I'm cooking just for me. I'll be using SW sausages, from Iceland.

There is a linky that goes with this, run by Hijacked by twins. She shares some wonderful recipes, on her blog, so if you want to be inspired, click on her badge:

Hijacked By Twins

What's on your plan this week? Do you use one?
I find it a great money saver, as I can shop to a list.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Am I getting it right?

It may be a horrific case of PMT, or me over-thinking things, it has been known, but sometimes I wonder if I've got this parenting malarkey right?


I kind of flipped my lid yesterday. I had a lovely lazy Saturday, if you watch me on SnapChat you will know this is a common occurrence. I came downstairs to a complete tip, the 2 youngest were downstairs alone. The middle one was playing an Xbox game, the little one under his blanket playing with toys.

No one had eaten breakfast, stuff was everywhere, no brushed teeth or combed hair!? The eldest hadn't got out of bed!

They were meant to be going out, the mister was taking the middle boy to spend some of his birthday money in a music shop, the eldest was going down his girlfriends and the little one wanted to go for a ride. Would they shift themselves? NOT A BLOODY CHANCE!

I know that the youngest 2, thanks to their autism, struggle with organisational skills, but sometimes I think they are taking the piss!

Do you know the worst part? They still ended up going out!

I know I mollycoddled them, so this is just reaping what I sowed. Does that make me a failure? I'm not sure. They are still polite, considerate, thoughtful boys, around others. Don't most children do this to their mothers?

They have a great respect for women, I know my boys would never raise a hand unnecessarily to others. I know they have great respect for others, regardless of gender, race or religion. They are all smart, and quite artistic. So I know I'm doing something right.

Yet I am the parent that cooks different meals. I am the one that will stay up late to pick the teen up, because he can't be bothered to walk.
 Yes, I'm the parent that wants them to be happy.

Is that failing? Actually no!

It's doing it my way!
We all have our way of parenting, as long as we are bringing up productive, caring human beings.

How are you doing? Do you sometimes think you over-parent.

Well stop worrying, you're doing ok.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

What a Week!!

Oh where to start?

It seemed like it was going to be a good week, my calender was as full as usual, but the first day was for a coffee. Yup, I was actually getting out of the house to meet up with school friends, like a proper grown up!

It was wonderful catching up with these beauties:
I did ask permission to share!

To spend time talking, about everything and anything, catching up on our lives. It was better than a dose of tonic.

Even the next day was good, Tuesday, Valentine's day.

We've never really celebrated the day, I don't know why, I'm not exactly against it. I do think it's got a little too commercial, but you spend what you choose, in my opinion. The last few years we've started to do more on the day, to celebrate love in general. However, I've never had flowers.

Little did I know, this is one of Mr. Ojo's regrets, that he hasn't bought the roses etc. So this year, he put that right:


I was so overwhelmed, when they were delivered, I didn't know whether to slap him or kiss him!
(I kissed him, honest).

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Then came today, Wednesday, and the world pushed me flat on my ass.

I had the dreaded diabetic check up. I've known for a while it wasn't going right. I've not drastically changed my diet, I still cook my food, from scratch, I don't bake as much. Don't get me wrong, I am far from perfect, but I'm not THAT bad.

Any way, I was right, my sugars have gone up again, higher than they've ever been, on my quarterly checks. I know I don't look after myself as well as I should, but as a full time carer, half the time I'm too exhausted.

Which leads me to the next part. After years of feeling utterly exhausted, problems with my weight, problems with my iron (the list could go on), I've been diagnosed with an underactive thyroid. 

Do you ever go for a check up and want to say: 
"No shit Sherlock?!"

Every time I look up how I'm feeling, this pops up!
So it's back to the doc, next Monday, for some medication to sort that.

Back to the diabetes, and medication: That's all being changed too. The nurse has agreed that the lixisenatide, that I was injecting, was doing absolutely nothing (obviously, since my sugars shot up). I'm now back on gliclazide for the short term, then when I have some control, onto some new drug. Don't ask me what, I just want it to work!

In the mean time, I have to moniter myself, twice a day. I am now on 12 tablets a day, more to be added next week, but no more injecting. Yay! (oh, sorry, did my sarcasm not come through the screen)

I could, quite honestly, weep.

I'm supposed to be the strong one.
I'm supposed to be caring for those I love.
I don't have time for this shit!

That's my week so far, a full on roller coaster ride. Tomorrow, so far, I have a free day, which will be spent painting my living room. 
Friday is flat out crazy, with hydrotherapy, physiotherapy and inset days.

Stroll on next week, my diary may still fill up.......
But at least I get lie ins!

I have set some plans in place, to sort myself out. Quite frankly, that's all I've been doing for the past few years, but I have to keep trying, right?

I mean, what's the alternative?