Monday, May 30, 2016

What has changed?

You may have noticed that I don't do product reviews on this page any more. The main reason for that is: 
1. the blogging world is saturated enough with reviewers
and 
2. the legal/financial side is too complicated for me.

However, if I love a product enough (whether gifted to me, or purchased), I will share it with you. Such a thing has happened. Yesterday, across social media, I shared this comparison picture:
(Same dress, worn one year apart)
I loved the responses I got, they were overwhelming, for which I can't thank everyone enough! Yes, I can see the changes, my shoulders, my stomach, in all honesty everything!

So I thought I would share how I've done it, and it's not a diet, a capsule or a juice. It's a 'slimpod', simply something I listen to every night, as I go to sleep! I have the gold package, which has a fitpod, slimpod and a chillpod. When I originally started on this, one year ago, it was as part of a focus group. The owner wanted people involved that were overweight, needed help, and felt nothing was working. That kind of sums me up perfectly!

So I began my THINKING SLIMMER journey (click on the name for the official site). At first, I didn't feel any difference, I was quite sceptical. I persisted, following the programme, listening every night, marking my positives each day etc. 
Slowly, I started to notice things were changing with my attitude to food. I started to, unconsciously, make better choices. Not only that, I noticed that my 'bad' choices didn't feel so bad. For example: If I wanted a biscuit, I would have a biscuit, enjoy it, then move on. I wouldn't eat a biscuit, feel guilty, then scoff the whole packet! (C'mon, we've all been there).

Now, a year later: I've dropped a couple of dress sizes, I'm now comfortably in a UK size 18. The last time I had a takeaway, I didn't enjoy it so much when I actually ate it. I can leave food on a plate, when I'm full. 
Most of all, I'm enjoying my food. I don't feel like I'm on a diet, because I'm not. I'm enjoying the exercise I partake in, even though my physical problems stop me from going sometimes. 

I've wanted to write this post for a while, I just didn't want you to feel like I've 'sold out'. It's just that so many people asked what I've been doing, to lose weight, I thought I should tell you.

If you are struggling to lose weight, have given up on diets, give the thinking slimmer link a tap. The group and Sandra that runs it, are so supportive! There is a closed group on facebook to join and Sandra has her own blog on the site, full of useful ideas. 

I'm looking forward to dropping to a size 16 now, hopefully before the end of summer. For the first time in my life I actually feel like I'm going to do it!

Friday, May 27, 2016

Happiness

What does happiness look like in your house? A smile, a giggle? In my house, true happiness looks a little different.

This past term Ajax has been looking at pirates, in his class. He has loved it, even writing a story about it (and he hates writing!). So to finish of the theme, before their mid term break, they are having a pirate party. 

Once Ajax realised that others were dressing up, he was happy to do the same. So this morning he has dressed in a Captain Jack costume, highly unusual for him, he doesn't do dressing up because of the sensory issues. The tags annoy and scratch him, the Velcro causes him pain. We countered this by putting a lovely soft tee underneath (which had skulls on, to keep the theme).

The joy he felt going in was visible to all! He was skipping, flapping, rocking, bouncing, all the signs that he is absolutely the happiest he can be! (It's called stimming, where he is stimulated and needs to use his body to react to it).


One of the upsides of his autism is how visible his joy is. You can't help but smile when you see him like this. My heart swells to see him go to school this happy.

I am one proud mama this morning, who can't stop smiling.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

The Parent Trap

Before I really get into this, being a parent has made me the happiest I could be. I wanted a child for a long time, I first wanted a child when I was only 18. Unfortunately, it took me 6 years to conceive.

I know it seems young to start a family, but by that time I had been with Mr. Ojo for 2 years and we had our own flat. It was want we both wanted, simple. The 6 years it took to conceive was filled with heartache, there were several miscarriages, followed by years of hospital visits and fertility tests. We thought it wasn't going to happen, so we gave up. 

We accepted that we would have each other, love each other, regardless. We went out and got new jobs, I started re training in IT........then it happened!

An old picture, but one of my favourites!

I'm telling you this, because I want you to understand how much I love being a mother, before I continue:

Being a parent is Bloody hard!


I'm struggling at the moment. My teen is coming out of the other side of a massive depression. He's told me he is happy to talk about his mental health, because he wants to be open about it. He now takes anti-depressants and, thankfully, it IS helping. He has made new friends and seems to be discovering who he really is, as a person, away from the things that made him feel negative. As a parent, it was a tough time, seeing my child struggling to see each day, struggling to see the point in life.

My middle child is struggling with bullies, in school. As I've said before, my son has high functioning autism. It means he struggles with 'teasing', which is like a red rag to a bull for bullies. At the moment, the school seems to be dealing with it, but not enough as far as I'm concerned. I really want to go up there screaming at them and battering the parents of said children, but I can't. I have to be responsible, I have to be the grown up, the PARENT. 

My beautiful little Ajax. Oh that boy is a bag full of joy, and a constant daily worry. I never thought, when I started the path to parenthood, that I would still be changing 'nappies' in his 9th year. I didn't expect my diary to be full of hospital and physio appointments. I expected days at the beach, or park, not a child that finds that all too overwhelming. 

I thought I could have it all. I thought I could work and parent, that had to change.

I'm not saying all parenting is hard work, but I don't pretend your life will continue unchanged. There is a surprise around every corner.

Yet......I wouldn't change it for the world!