Yes I’m back?
Tell a friend!
Ok so if you didn't sing that like Eminem, then I may have just started my first blog entry in over a year and a half on a pretty awkward note.
Seriously though, It’s been a long time my friends! But it’s good to be back writing!
If you are new to this site and only just joined the party, I may have pulled a bit of a Gone Girl and just fell off the planet but with less husband being set up for murder and shit I guess.
So why did I stop writing? Did I finally answer the messages of one of my Nigerian friends looking for a sugar free mumma? Who for the record, constantly hit up my phone in my year and a half absence. Like to the point where my husband was wondering if there was something in it. Just goes to show they really weren’t reading my blog just obsessing over the word "sugar" and "mumma"
But alas no I didn’t run off to become queen of the many men who can’t afford to look after themselves, instead I did something else a little crazy. I had another kid!
Yep another human has entered this world and this human has actually just turned one! And lets be honest, If i didn't birth her myself, I may have thought she was sent from the pits of hell because she is an exact replica of me. Free spirited, hungry constantly, loud, demanding, in your face, loves to scream when she doesn’t get her way and adorable AF. Which now I think of it, would be my Tinder Bio.. (and no husband, I don't have a tinder bio, but man would i be a catch with that info!)
Don't get me wrong, man I love this little creature and she has completed our family. The family that we thought was completed with two kids.... buuuuut we were wrong apparently! SURPRISE!
So why did I stop writing? I mean people get pregnant every day and do blogs and run countries and according to a weird video I watched on you tube, can even have nude yoga channels ( don’t ever google, yoga for big girls).
I stopped writing for a couple of reasons. One being I had the energy of a 80 year of paraplegic sloth. I couldn’t do anything without wanting to vomit and crawl into a ball and die. So the time I did have, I guilted myself into being mum of the year to the now 10 year old and 5 year old! Because I owed them a lot.. like literally a lot because before we found out we were expecting baby number three, we had actually saved money to do a big family holiday. Im talking a real big one, as in take the kids to the States. So imagine saying to your kids “hey you know that trip to Disneyland we had planned?? Yeh your not going now because your going to get a new brother or sister”. Way to create a loving bond with a future sibling really. So I felt a bit guilty about that and decided to try and throw myself into being like a super mum, but with less glamour and saving the planet and more vomiting into my handbag (this legit happened on numerous occasions).
I also stopped living sugar free because cooking was hell and the smell of anything baking would make me hurl. So I went back to convenience over the lifestyle I had lived and promoted for two years. I’m going to be honest, I enjoyed it.... maybe a little too much because after Baby number 3 popped out, I still looked like I was carrying twins and that I had invested in 5 extra chins. This sentiment was also shared by the five year old, who 4 months after her sister was born asked me when the other babies were coming out of my big belly. Nice... real nice!
The 5 year old was a massive supporter of this new lifestyle. Let’s not forget she was my main problem child when it came to trying to be sugar free. Now that there was no one stopping her, she was living her best life and was the Charlie Sheen version of herself, high on sugar and acting like a wild animal.
The 10 year old didn’t change his ways. He doesn’t like sugar treats anyway, which meant more for me and the 5 year old.
Fast forward to now and I’ve spent the last 5 months trying to get myself and my family back on track. Failing miserably at times, causing the five year old to turn from Charlie Sheen to now a Kanye West level of attitude. There is nothing more enjoyable, then dealing with attitude and sass from someone who just learnt to write her own name but still thinks she knows better then someone who has been on the earth 7 times her life span.
So as usual, I turned to busting my ring and pushing myself back into it. I wanted to be able to fit into clothes that I didn't buy when I was pregnant, that for the record looked really cute with a baby bump but hideous without. I have managed to lose close to 15kg in the last three months from getting back into the low sugar domain but I went a bit hardcore and trialled a bit of dirty keto! The reason I say dirty keto is not because I eat in the nude, but because I was legit banned from a keto Facebook page because I was not a fully fledged put your hand on your heart keto follower. Apparently you go all in, or you burn in the depths of hell. Apparently my style is called “dirty keto” because it is flexible, still follows the same principles but isn’t as strict. I found Keto was pretty much sugar free but with some adaptions and it seems to be working for me. However I will fill you in on my journey so far in future entries. I have new recipes and stories and a little something, something that I might be getting behind if it turns out to be more then empty promises and my bank balance getting depleted.
I’m leaving you with a link to a yummy dinner recipe!
Enjoy and it’s good to be back!