Hi my name is Laura and I am a sugar addict.
They say that the first step to recovery is to accept that you have an addiction. I accept it (mostly!). I have decided that it is time to do something about it. It is going to be a very challenging journey but I am ready… or at least as ready as I will ever be!
So today is the start of my sugar free journey. Well actually today is the official start. I have been contemplating this move for the last couple of months but today I have actually started the steps of removing all refined sugar from my diet.
J started nursery a couple of weeks ago and just as I was remembering that I needed to buy him a lunch box for his packed lunch, I was offered the opportunity to review a Bibetta lunch bag. It could not have been better timing!
The Bibetta lunch bag is available in a range of funky designs and colours, as seen in the photo, of which I like them all. I requested the green one and it arrived a few days later on my doorstop for me to open with great excitement. The bag is made of washable neoprene, the same material as a wetsuit, so it is 100% waterproof. The neoprene makes the Bibetta lunch bag really stretchy and versatile, so there is lots of room inside for hungry children.
Inspire & Flourish Linky
I love the Inspire & Flourish Linky run by Kate over at The Less Refined Mind. It allows me to force myself to sit down once a month and consider what my Good Reads have been in the past few weeks. I have been really busy studying this month in every free second I have to prepare for my new venture of becoming an antenatal teacher, so I haven’t been able to do as much reading as I would have liked, but as usual there is so much quality out there that the difficulty is choosing my top 5!
As a SAHM I am lacking two things that I had prior to J’s arrival – time and money! The biggest difference that the lack of money brings is treats for me. Financially we prioritise treats as a family, activities and clothes for J. I recently had my hair cut for the first time in a year, I don’t have my 6 weekly massages any more and I can’t remember the last time I splurged on clothes for myself…
However, I really need some new clothes as I am struggling to shift the baby weight, so I am always on the look out for a bargain. The problem is J hates shops! Well that isn’t strictly true… he loves to use them as a playground. The aisles are wonderfully long to run down and there are lots of items at his level to explore, throw, discard from their rightful place… maybe it would be more accurate to say I HATE shopping with a toddler! So I thought about heading online, but I get quickly bored of searching numerous websites looking for a deal. That is until I found my new favourite website – Love the Sales.
This morning, I have left my hysterical 19 month old son with, for all intense purpose, a stranger. I have walked away from his red, tear drenched face, his pleading eyes and his out stretched arm. I have walked away from the noise that pierces my whole being; the worst noise any parent could hear – my own child screaming in distress. The memory of today will stay with and haunt me for years. Today, J started nursery.
I have the power to stop his tears, to calm his breathing, to repair the hurt in his eyes. All I have to do is hold him in my arms and leave with him. Instead I turn from him with tears in my eyes, forced steps forward and immense guilt filling my every nook and cranny. To make matters worse, I know he will be so upset he will be sick. Who wants to be responsible for making their child be sick?
Starting nursery is, for me, the ultimate mummy guilt.