Fallen at the First Hurdle

I was so determined to get off to a good start on the whole weight loss thing. I’d started c25k week 2. And then I got ill. And then the snow came.

I’ve had a horrible chest infection/cough/cold and still have it. I started antibiotics the other day so hopefully they will start to kick in soon. That and the snow has meant that I haven’t been able to continue with my c25k. So I am wishing away the snow, and I am wishing away the illness. The boys have both been poorly too, although they seem to be on the mend now – touch wood!

So this week has brought a maintain in weight, whereas last week was a 2lb loss. Hoping to feel better soon, and hoping that my motivation comes back.

Mum Reinvented has a competition over on her blog called Get Fit, Feel Epic from moneysupermarket.com so I am entering to see if I can get my hands on a Fitbit Zip Wireless Activity Tracker, worth £49.99 and Fitbit Aria Wi-Fi Smart Scales, worth £99.99. Why don’t you go and have a look?


Skinny Girl Lost

One of my new years resolutions was to lose weight. Believe it or not, before Jake was born, I was tiny. Look, here’s a picture!


Somehow, along the way, that girl has got lost. That girl has had a lot thrown at her. Let’s work it out:

September 2008 – Got a positive pregnancy test

May 2009 – Gave birth to Jake


October 2009 – Joined a gym

January 2010 – had a chest operation to determine what a mass was

February 2010 – start 6 months of chemo after my Hodgkin’s diagnosis


June 2010 – spend a week in hospital with pneumonia including a stay in intensive care

September 2010 – given the all clear


November 2010 – half of my thyroid is removed

December 2010 – Thyroid Cancer diagnosis given

February 2011 – other half of thyroid is removed

August 2011 – positive pregnancy test

February 2012 – a scare that my Hodgkin’s was back

April 2012 – Zack is born


And now, I am back at the weight I am just after I finished chemo. Now, I know I can’t place all the blame on everything that’s happened, although I truly believe it has a large part to play. But I also believe that 2013 is my year to change that, with no cancer and no planned pregnancies!

So, dear readers, I have a plan.

I had to go to the doctors the other week to discuss my medication. Whilst I was there, I brought up the subject of my weight, and that I want this year to be the year I change it. Without hesitation  she offered to refer me to Weight Watchers. By doing it through the NHS, I get 12 months free. I am on a waiting list, so just have to wait for my turn. I have done Slimming World successfully in the past, so until my place comes up, I am going to follow the basics of that.

I have already started the c25k programme. I have completed week one, which I know to some is a walk in the park, but for me, it’s a huge deal. This week, I am starting week 2.

For those that don’t know c25k is a programme designed to get you from doing no exercise at all, to running 5k (or 30 minutes) in 9 weeks. I have to admit, I’m sceptical  but I am going to do it, or die trying!

What I point blank refuse to do, is publish on here my starting weight. I will keep that to myself, but I might add a little widget somewhere saying how much I’ve lost. I don’t know exactly how much I want to lose yet, but it’s around the 3.5 stone mark.

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.


I am a proud mum. I think my boys are brilliant and I am always proud of them.

Today, Jake made me even more proud than usual.

As you know  we have recently moved house. Jake was settled into a nursery about 30 minutes from where we are now, and we really didn’t want to move him. He loved it there, and even had a little romance going on with a little girl.  We tried it for a few weeks, but with the rush hour traffic, it was taking 45 minutes to get him there, and so we decided to start looking for another nursery.

We decided on one next door to the school we are hoping he will get into. Before Christmas, he spent an hour there on two separate occasions and seemed to get on well enough.

I’m been telling him that he will be going to a new school, so I think it had sunk in. Today is his first day. I woke him up this morning and said “Do you know what day it is today?” He said “Is it school time?” I told him it was and he was really excited. I have to admit, I was worried for him. I thought I would take him there and he would flip out because it wasn’t the place he was used to.

I was wrong. He waltzed in, found a peg (albeit the wrong one) and put his bag on it. Turned to me and said “Bye Mommy, see you later” as if he’d been there a hundred times before.

That boy makes me proud to be his Mum  🙂

Why I won’t be going back to Pizza Hut in a hurry!

We took a trip to our local Pizza Hut on New Years Day. We arrived, sat down and took our coats off. Zack was asleep in his car seat, so we left him that way, never wake a sleeping baby and all that. We ordered drinks, and while we were waiting for them to arrive, I nipped down to the loo.

I came back upstairs and had to do a double take. Zack was now awake in his car seat, with a tray, and two pint glasses (pints of pepsi and 7up I might add, not alcohol!) as well as the two pints of drink all over him. All over him, his car seat, his coat, Jake’s coat and our very expensive changing bag (which was a gift). All I can say is thank goodness they were cold drinks, and not boiling hot tea or coffee! What if the glass had smashed and cut him?

Neil told me that the waitress had brought the drinks over, but balanced the tray on the edge of the table. As she took mine and Jake’s drinks off, the tray toppled and landed on Zack. If the tray had been on the table properly, this wouldn’t have happened  If she’d used common sense, this wouldn’t have happened.

Zack’s car seat was soaked. The only thing they could offer was some blue tissue roll and a black bin bag. I haven’t dared put my changing bag through the wash yet for fear of ruining it. Zack had to go home with no coat and sat on a black bin liner in his car seat, which then had to be taken apart and washed (and as it’s so padded, it takes a day or two to dry!)

A different waitress came over to apologise. She said “Obviously we will take your drinks off the bill.” This was the point I may have gotten annoyed. “Excuse me? You’ll take the drinks off the bill? You’ve spilt drinks all over my son, his car seat, his coat, the changing bag, and you’ll take the drinks off the bill. I don’t think so.” “It wasn’t me, it was xxx” I know it wasn’t her personally, but at that moment, she was the person who was representing Pizza Hut. The manager came over a few minutes later and told us there would be no bill.

We could have gone mad. We could have ordered the biggest, most expensive things on the menu and had desserts and coffee and wine, but we didn’t. We ordered what we were going to have anyway.

I’ve always said that if there is a problem, and the problem gets sorted, then it’s no problem. But this was a bit more than that for me. Yes we got a free meal, but I would have rather paid and not had the inconvenience in the first place. A free meal doesn’t really cover the inconvenience of having two pints of drink spilt over your 9 month old son, to take him out into the cold with no coat, or not having a car seat for a few days, or being too worried to wash the Pepsi and 7up cocktail out of the changing bag by putting it in the washing machine for fear of ruining a gift that was bought for you.

All because the waitress didn’t use her common sense.

As my father in law says “The trouble with common sense is that it ain’t all that common.”

Isn’t that the truth!



I have spoken to the regional manager at Pizza Hut who has dealt with the matter. The agreement was that as the bag couldn’t b e dry cleaned according to the cleaning instructions, I would attempt to clean it on the understanding that if was damaged that they would replace the bag/provide me a cheque to buy a new one. Luckily, the bag came out ok after I washed it, so everyone is happy with that! I have also been provided with a gift card.

The Gruffalo said that no Gruffalo should…

…ever set foot in the deep dark wood.

Jake is a huge fan of The Gruffalo. I must admit, I like it too. I think Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler have created some wonderful books. I was really impressed when the TV adaption of The Gruffalo and The Gruffalo’s Child came out and Jake owns them both on DVD (thanks Amy!)

So when I was given the opportunity to take Jake to see The Gruffalo’s Child stage show, I took it with both hands. I had taken him to see The Gruffalo over the summer (which he loved), so wanted to see how this compared.

Neil, Jake, I and some other lovely bloggers went to Birmingham Town Hall on 23rd December to see the performance.

I knew the set up from having seen the previous show, but still didn’t fail to be impressed that the whole show is made up of just three actors who were also in charge of set changes, one female playing the mouse, another playing the Gruffalo’s child and one very energetic male who played the fox, the owl and the snake!

The show was 55 minutes long which I think was the right amount of time. It is aimed at children aged 3+ though there were younger children there. You can hire booster seats for a small charge of £1 if you are worried about whether your little one will be able to see.

The show is on at Birmingham until 16th Jan, but Tall Stories, the production company have lots of other shows around the country that you might be able to see. I would definitely recommend seeing one, we all had a wonderful time.

*The Town Hall provided some tickets for the show, but as there were more of us that wanted to go than tickets available, we bought extras. All views are my own. 

Today is the First Page…

“Tomorrow, is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.”
― Brad Paisley

OK, technically today is the first day, being as it’s New Years Day and all, but I liked that quote.

2012 had it’s up and downs for us, but mostly ups. The biggest down was the massive scare when we thought my cancer was back towards the end of my pregnancy, but luckily, it was all fine. The ups? Moving into our lovely new house, closer to friends and family, but the biggest up of all was the safe arrival of my gorgeous Zack.

Me and my boys

2013 has a lot to live up to, but how it pans out is mostly down to me. So, I don’t usually make a list of my new years resolutions, other than a mental one, but this year, I think I will.

Here they are:


  • Lose weight
  • Get a part time job
  • Spend less time with people that are no good for me and make me feel “stabby”
  • Spend more time with people I enjoy being around
  • Make more of an effort to see friends who live far away
  • Take more photo’s of the boys (or at least get Neil to!)


  • Blog more often. Since moving house, I haven’t blogged, and I miss it
  • Write more openly. I am quite guarded about what I write sometimes and don’t blog about topics that I want to for fear of upsetting someone, even though I probably wouldn’t. Isn’t the whole point of a blog to be able to have an outlet?
  • Go self hosted
  • Go back to using twitter more
  • Add a blogroll
  • Read and comment on more blogs

So there we have it. The first post of 2013 with my goals for the year. I may not manage them all, but I will certainly give it  a good go!