I’m back!

It’s been a little while since I’ve been on my blog, life has just been that little bit busy & crazy.

Little one had this 3rd birthday, he spent the day in his England football kit!! He had a lovely day, all the family came down and up to spend his special day with him & we went out for a lovely meal. He also had his first trip to the theatre to see The Gruffalo’s Child. I think he liked it but he did keep asking to play on my phone & at one point asked when we were going home – bless!


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Middle one went to Leicester City twice, once to play with under 7’s (and he’s only under 6’s) and the other time to play in the Leicester City under 6’s football tournament. We spent all morning there playing lots of matches & he scored 8 goals, very proud parents!! We just found out today that he’s been picked as part of the Under 6’s Elite Team – yes you heard me right ELITE TEAM!! Even prouder parents!!!!!  He also had his phonics screening test at school & stormed through it, he passed by getting 36 out of 40, he’s a real smarty pants!!



Big one had catholic sports day & helped bring the trophy back to school for the second year in a row!! He was also in a big schools athletics competition & won both the 75m & 4x100m relay. He stormed it & won his 75m by far, he was brilliant & ran 75m in 12.1 seconds and he was the last leg in the relays again powering through with all his school friends shouting his name….and yes, I confess I was as well, well in fact I was screaming and jumping up and down like a mad hatter, people must have thought I was some crazy animal but I figure mums are allowed to be a little bit crazy over their kids. Now we are just waiting to hear if he makes the finals – fingers & toes crossed!!!

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Finally we had a teacher training day so went to pirate golf, one of their favourite places & we had the whole place to ourselves as everyone was at school. As usual mummy won – hoorraayy!!!!

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Bank holiday family fun

Bank holiday in our house means family days out, spending time together just us. This time we decided to let the children decide what we’d do which could have ended up a bad idea!

As usual they couldn’t decide, ‘big one’ wanted to go on a family bike ride whilst ‘middle one’ wanted to go to Gullivers (little one wasn’t bothered!) Oh no, not Gullivers, Arsene & I cry!! Every time we’ve been to Gullivers we’ve not been impressed for various reasons so do we really want to spend our bank holiday doing this??!!

Ok, so to keep both of them happy we decide to go to Gullivers but to cycle there, which means ‘middle one’ who hasn’t been cycling for very long, hasn’t been down a hill & doesn’t believe in using his brakes, has to cycle there – it’s going to be interesting & eventful…

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We eventually get to Gullivers in one peice, a journey that thats 5 minutes in the car took us 1 hour but we managed it, no falling off from ‘middle one’ and we had to navigate through the marathon runners!


Well it was a great idea from the kids to come here and we had a brilliant time. After a pit stop for an ice cream we hit the rides, from the flying carpet to the lazy river, the pirate ship to the log flume we did it all and we ALL did it, even ‘little one’. I’m a bit of a baby when it comes to rides so I was screaming more and louder than the kids who were just laughing at me. Here’s some pictures of our fun at Gullivers and yes we’ll be back…..










Personal trainer…..session 6!

This is almost a week late but a lot has happened in a week….

Today is the day, it’s weigh in and measuring day – aaarrrgggghhhh!!!!! I’m a little anxious about today as I’d been having a feeling bloated day a couple of days before. To make things worse someone decided to reverse into the side of my car and smash in my rear door, I wouldn’t mind but I’ve got a huge black car so it’s pretty hard to miss me!

Anyway because of the car incident I’m running very late for me session (ringing car insurance etc..) and in the end I arrive with only 40 minutes of my session left. Now here was me thinking that Andy would ask how I was, how was the car blah blah blah oh now, he shouts from the top of the stairs ‘quick quick, we’ve got things to do!!’ Off I scuttle and we head to the mat for some warm up things: jumpy squatty things, burpees (ggrrrr), more jumpy squatty things and other things that I don’t know the name of and I’m not talking about 10 of each, oh no, 50 of each without a stop and if I stop I have start again and do 60!!

Phase 1 done and we hurry off to the stairs, running up and down the stairs 10 times. Now I know this sounds easy but believe me it is soooo not. Oh my gosh, my legs felt like concrete, my eyes start to get blurry (may have something to do with the green wall) and I just feel generally unsteady and have to hold the rail which of course slows me down. I get to 10 and my 10th one was pretty pathetic so off I go down for another set, even before I’ve been told to – see quick learner! Sweaty, out of breath and unable to speak, now he asks me about the car – I can’t breathe never mind speak!!

Into the squash court and Andy brings out a skipping rope, I’ve not skipped since I was a kid and it was never the best then. Rules: 100 skips, if I stop I have to start all over from the beginning and the skips have to be two feet together. I have visions of getting to 98 and tripping of the rope and having to do another 100!! To my surprise I don’t trip and I get to 100 (2 feet together) first time round – woo hoo!!!

Last thing before the weigh in is the cross trainer. I don’t know how long I was on it for or what level it was but it was killing me. A few times my foot slipped and I ended up nearly falling over the top of it, not a good look when it happens three times and everyone’s thinking ‘whats this crazy bird doing??!’ Well in no time at all it’s finished and Andy says ‘come on, lets measure!!’ Oh gosh, soooo scared!!!!!!

So we trot off to his office, shoes off & hop on the scales…….. I’ve lost 1 stone 2lbs, WOW, I can’t believe it!!!! I’ve only ever lost 1lb before – very excited!!!! Next Andy gets his tape measure out, eeekkkkk!!!! So he measures my waist, hips, breast, legs, arms & it is less a whole 6 inches, yep 6 inches of me have disappeared into thin air. Where has it gone, who cares because its not attached to me anymore!!!!

It’s safe to say that I (and Andy) were over the moon. Gosh all that hard work & sweat was worth it. At the start Andy said I could loose 1 stone in 4 weeks, I never really believed him (knowing me!) & in fact I’ve lost 1 stone 2lbs so I’m feeling very proud of myself & very grateful to Andy for his hard work, motivation, care & continual nagging (only kidding!!!!)

Roll on Monday for my next session….

Personal trainer…..session 4

Well I’m into week 3 of my personal training and this will be my 4th session. They have all been hell, funny and tiring but this has to be my most eventful session by far, even beats my shoulder popping out………

So to start with it’s the bikes, first I couldn’t get my leg over the seat as it was way to high so looked a bit of a twit trying to do so. Not sure if it was 5k this time or just 10 minutes either way it was a killer, especially when Andy tells me that the lady in front is going faster than me, I’m not having that I say to myself so I peddle faster and faster and when I am at last going faster than her he decides to tell me (with a chuckle), ‘she’s only on level 1, you’re on level 12!’ Ha ha, very funny!!

After I manage to drag myself off the bike he’s stood smiling at the steppers, as if 50 flights wasn’t enough last time! So of course the rules change, this time I have to climb 100 flights of stairs (with still 10 in each flight – 1000 steps), I can have two rests of a minute each but if I rest again after that I need to do 20 burpees per rest. Ok, so strategy in my head is thinking, I know I can do 50 flights without a rest as I did that last time (although it nearly killed me!) If I can get to 50 again I can take one rest there and then do another 50 and either not use the other rest or leave it till I get to say 80 if I’m dying.  So off a step, it’s not going too bad, a bit of chatting and laughing at the ladies who use those power plates and have their bottoms and arms jiggling along, Andy’s reply to them is they should do some ‘hard work’ like moi!! After 10 minutes I make it to 50 flights and really do need a rest so after a minute stop, a few sips of water and trying to breathe properly I’m stepping again. He keeps turning the intensity up and down which is playing havoc with my legs, they feel like lead but I manage to get to 70 flights ok. 70 to 80 is a real struggle and I’m really starting to think of taking my second rest, I feel a little light headed but decide to power through and thank goodness the intensity goes down. I hit 90 and it’s the home straight, that is until I hit 97! Andy turns the heat up, harder and harder to move my legs, 98, harder still, 99 my breathing goes all to pot and I start to feel sick. With Andy counting down the steps and my saying ‘I feel sick, I feel sick’ I eventually make it to 100 flights, I manage stagger off the stepper and reach for my towel just as I’m sick everywhere! Yep you heard me, sick everywhere! Most of the sick makes the towel but some of it is spread around the floor. The lady on the bike next to me is busy asking if I’m ok as I’m sat like a crumpled heap on the floor and can hardly answer her. Andy comes round to see if I’m ok just in time for phase 2 (sick always comes in 2’s!) but this time it’s all over him, all over his arm, bits of mushed up banana splattering all over the place, I could have died, I felt like such a twit, well I would if I wasn’t too busy being sick!

Wow, I’ve never been sick before whilst exercising and everyone I’ve asked since hasn’t either and just look at me blankly like I’m some crazy fool so I’ve decided it’s a ‘badge of honour’ and I’ve become an honorary marine (well I wouldn’t really make a real one!)

After a 5 minute rest it’s back to business and the rest of the session is weights. I’m not the worlds strongest but I always try to give everything a go and the first one is some funky, need co-ordination one, I didn’t study dance for nothing!! There’s a box in front of me and I have to step onto the box (wide legs) and then off the box, sounds easy hey? Aherm when I step up I have to lift 3kg weights above my head and when I step down I lower them to my shoulders. Not bad, it you use the beat in the music somehow it helps, like magic. Next weight is 4kg and this is ok until we get to about count 7 and I can feel my arms getting weaker & weaker, to make it worse Andy doesn’t seem to be stopping at 10, in fact he doesn’t seem to be counting at all and I’m just going on and on?!

Last exercise is a shoulder/peck thing, oh my gosh, those weights are way to heavy, Andy doesn’t think so… First set are not so bad, second set I’ve just started and my shoulders are killing and all I need now is for my shoulder to make an appearance, that would really top my day off but no, it manages to stay in its socket and with a LOT of huffing and puffing and breathing like I’m having a baby I finish – hoorrraaayyyy!!!! High 5 with Andy, well I would if I could lift my arm up….

Personal trainer….session 3!

This post is a little late as I had session 3 last Wednesday – ooopppsss!!! I also had another one today (very interesting) so there will be another post pretty soon.

So I was having a rough few days in terms of mindset, will power, not seeing any results etc.. I’d had the in-laws up at the weekend and had eaten some chocolate cake, I know I know, naughty but it was just there looking at me. I did write it in my food diary under ‘naughty’ but that didn’t help. I woke up Wednesday morning and chatted to ‘Arsene’ about the lack of results and ended up crying in bed! He was really sweet and said the results will come and gave me a big hug, after all it had only been a week!

Off I trot to meet Andy with my food diary in tow, he looks at it and says ‘what’s the first thing wrong with it?’ I’m thinking its the bread for the sandwich I had’ but nope, he’s only had 2 minutes and he’s already seen the chocolate biscuit on day 1, oh God, wait till he gets to the chocolate cake on day 7!!!! On a whole it turns out that my food diary isn’t soooo bad, it’s on the right tracks and with a few tweaks it should be fine(ish)! I’d text Andy a few times over the last few days saying I couldn’t see any improvement even with all the things I was doing so he said he’d take one measurement to prove that what I was doing was having a result, the measurement, my tummy!!! I’m standing there scared to death after my chocolate cake weekend (well it was only a slither but still) and the measurement, well I couldn’t believe it, I’d lost 2 inches! 2 inches in a week!! I’ve never lost 2 inches ever especially on my tummy! I’m over the moon and yep you’ve guessed it, I burst into tears like a blubbering baby!! After a big bear hug and a wipe of the tears Andy says, it’s back to business…

First off is my 5k cycle, that goes ok and off I hop onto a stepper. I need to do 50 flights of stairs, now that seems like a lot of steps to me especially when there are 10 steps in every flight, thats 500 steps! The rules are I can only stop once (if I want to) and only for 40 seconds, if I stop again I have to do 20 burpees for every additional stop. Gosh! Off I step and straight away it’s killing (remember I’ve just cycled 5K), in my head if I can get to 25 flights without stopping I’ll take a break and then do the other half. When I get to 25 flights my head is thinking if I stop now am I ever going to start again? Quick ask to Andy and he confirms it’s going to be harder to start so I decide to keep going if I can. With the end on sight what does Andy do, increase the intensity, oh gosh, my legs are burning, sweat is pouring off me and I don’t like sweat, I can’t breathe properly, Andy’s talking to me and I can’t answer because I can’t breathe but what do you know, I’m there, I’ve reached the magic 50 flights, it’s the best feeling ever and I did it without a stop – woo hoo, I feel like I’ve just climbed Everest!!!

My next task is floorwork starting with the plank. In the past I’ve quite liked this as although it’s by no means easy at least all my body parts and still and not having to move here, there are everywhere! So first plank is 20 seconds, 2nd is 30 seconds and 3rd is a whole minute. Now a minute is a long time when your tummy and legs start to shake like a jelly so to take my mind off it I start to concentrate on the beads of sweat that are dripping along my head and off my nose onto the mat in front of me, not the best thing to think of granted but it takes my mind of it!!

Next thing is some jumpy lungy things, so I’m on all fours with my legs jumping forwards & backwards, the first 2 sets seem ok (ish) but by number 3 I’m having a nightmare, legs feel like lead & my t-shirt keeps flapping around and riding further up & up towards my neck. Take it from me, it’s not a good look in the middle of a gym when you look like a whale frolicking around so thank goodness Andy jumps in to hold me top down whilst I try to find the energy to make my feet co-ordinate correctly & eventually collapse in a heap on the floor!

Now it’s tummy time & the ‘Russian Twist’, sounds painful… Balance on my bottom with my feet off the ground, hold a 4kg weight and twist from side to side. 1st set of 20, 2nd set of 30, 3rd set of 50 – aaaarrrggghhhh, yes it’s a killer by the time you get to 50!!

By now it’s nearing the end of my session and just time for some burpees, oh they are horrible! 1st set hurts, 2nd set kills & by the end there’s hardly any jump left in me, oh & yes, again, I can hardly breathe!! Thanks Andy!!

Going for Globe!

I was looking on the internet the other day for stuff and I came across these Globes. I loved them so much I wrote a post on them for Cool Mum Hunting and thought I’d share them with you as well.

Ever had an adventure holiday with lots of maps and sightseeing tours and when you get home you want to remember everything about it but just can’t? Well now you can with the help of an amazing colour illustrated globe by Globee.

The Globee range includes some of the best loved cities across the world, including Las Vegas, New York, London, St Petersburg and Sydney with more constantly being added. Available in 3 different sizes and starting at £12.99 they make a lovely holiday souvenir (as we never seem to get round to doing our photo books!)


Super Sweet Award

Wow, I’ve been nominated for the ‘Super Sweet Blogger Award’ by the lovely Steph, thanks so much it’s really ‘sweet’ of you and I’m really touched. Steph’s a ‘funky mama’ and her blog is below:


So these are the questions….

1. Cookies or Cake?
Mmmmm, has to be cake!

2. Chocolate or Vanilla?

3. What is your favourite sweet treat?
Cupcakes with lots of frosting.

4. When do you crave sweet things the most?
All the time!! Normally in the evenings sat on the sofa watching telly.

5. If you had a sweet nickname, what would it be?
Cupcake and sprinkles!

Now here are my nominations for the Super Sweet Award: