Body Image

On Friday at my PT session the trainer remembered to bring his fancy pancy scales to find out all the things going on in my body. Well the outcome was amazing and laughable as well and that is all I could do the entire session – laugh.

First off the fancy pancy scales told me I was obese – yes OBESE. I know for a fact I am not as I am a size 12 which is about normal these days. I know I have put on a few kg’s since summer which I am not happy about but technically not obese.

Facny pancy scales

Facny pancy scales

It then said my body age was 14 years above my actual age. I found that surprising as I am relatively fit and don’t eat a lot of junk food such as KFC, McDonalds etc… I have my vices but not to a huge extent. I don’t think I look my age either but that is a totally different scenario altogether……

Next it said my water content was near perfect which I found the most unbelievable as I hardly drink water and only have about 2 cups of tea on average a day and nothing else to drink! A cup of warm lemon water before breakfast, then a cuppa either mid-morning or mid-afternoon. Now how my water level is near perfect I have no idea.

My visceral fat, the fat found around your organs was on the great side as well. I don’t know how you achieve this or can fix it but happy something else was going my way.

The fancy pancy scales also measured the muscle in my arms and legs which again no idea if good or bad but can remember that there was only 100gm difference between my left and right arm. Thought that was not bad as I am a dominate lefty here!!!

I posted on Facebook and Instagram that I was obese and quite a few friends were disgusted by it but I told them not to worry that I didn’t believe it as was laughing about it.

I can see how many women, in particular, would hear this and run with it either way. Some would go on a crazy diet/exercise regime whilst others may turn to food as they think they are already obese so what is the point. Luckily I am not like either of the above and I know I have put on about 5kg’s since the start of this year and need to lose it but I will go about it normally and increase my exercise, if I can, and make better choices with my food intake. It is all relative and how we perceive ourselves rather than how the world or friends perceive us. I would rather be happy about myself and have no issues when asked out for dinner than stressing about what others think of me and not going out because there will be nothing on the menu I can eat.

Rip trainer

Rip trainer

TRX suspension

TRX suspension

As of yesterday I am trying to have up to 8 glasses of water a day, even though I don’t technically have to as my level is fine! I am also looking at my dinners as I am very bad at night for not eating a great meal and then snacking in the cupboard when I am not even hungry. Mind you not snacking on bad stuff just eating for the sake of it or out of boredom I think.

water glass on my desk

water glass on my desk

So wish me luck on my little journey to losing some weight as well as the ‘obese’ tag. Not sure I’ll ever be in the ‘healthy weight range’ but I am happy with myself besides my jelly belly!!!

that's me at the back!!

that’s me at the back!!

I wish.....

I wish…..




Before having the little man I never realised how hard it was going to be to get him into kinder in the council I reside in!!! I struggled this year with 3 year old and finally we were accepted into the one that is about 300m from our front door! YAY for me!!! We scooter on a Wednesday and ride the bike on Friday’s; we love to mix things up in our house.

I have found out, being a member of the committee has its perks, that there are not enough spots for 4 year old kinder next year if all current 3 year olds accept and there are four repeating 4 year old kinder next year as well. I am starting to be quite concerned that he is going to have to go to a new kinder and make new friends again and we are not going to get the preference that we want.

The funny thing is the group we are in all residing in the same street or one that is two streets away from the kinder. One of the criteria through the council is that you have to live within 2km of the kinder yet none of us were accepted in the first or second round offers. How does the council see that as fair and reasonable? It is a balls up if you ask me and there was uproar last year so imagine there will be another this year if we are all not accepted yet live closer than most who attend.

All I want for the little man is to have a settled life for his kinder years as I have had to, unfortunately, swap his child care each year which I have not liked but had no other option. He has made some lovely friends at kinder and the mum’s are not bad either! Mind you his current child care could be closing at the end of this year so that could mean two massive changes next year before school.

Ahhh my life never runs smoothly that is for sure. Keep your fingers crossed for us everyone as I need all the help I can get on this front.


Gingerbread making time

Earlier this month the little man said out of the blue “I want to make gingerbread men.” I thought what a great idea as it will kill some time and he always loves pressing out the shapes for me.

I googled a recipe on the internet and had all the ingredients in the cupboard, very surprised about that but wasn’t complaining either.

Besides all the sneaky stealing of the dough as we were recutting and kneading we had a great production line going. Mind you the little man wanted to use all the Christmas cutters I had so I put a stop to that and only let him have a select few. He had loads of fun during this stage and couldn’t wait to ice them. I decided I needed a break so said that he had to go and have a rest in bed and when he got up we would ice the biscuits.

After colouring a few bowls of icing we were on our way to having a messy time and the little man did a fantastic job of decorating a few biscuits of his own.

licking the spoon

licking the spoon

fun times

fun times

concentrating whilst icing

concentrating whilst icing

finished products

finished products

Gingerbread Recipe
125g butter at room temp
½ cup firmly packed brown sugar
½ cup golden syrup
1 egg, separated
2.5 cups of plain flour
1 tbs ground ginger
1 tsp mixed spice
1 tsp bicar soda
Plain flour to dust
1 cup pure icing sugar sifted
Egg white from above
Food colouring

Pre heat oven to 180C and line two baking trays with greaseproof paper

Beat the butter and sugar in bowl until pale and creamy. Add the golden syrup and egg yolk and beat until combined. Sift in the flour. Ginger, mixed spice & bicarb soda. Turn onto a lightly floured surface and knead until smooth. Cover with glad wrap and place in fridge for 30 mins to rest (I didn’t do this part).

Meanwhile, place egg white in a dry bowl and beat until soft peaks form. Gradually add the icing sugar and beat until stiff peaks form. Divide into bowls depending on how many colours you are going to decorate your biscuits with.

Place the dough between 2 sheets of baking paper and roll out until 4cm think. Cut out shapes and repeat until all dough is gone.

Bake in oven for 10 mins or until brown. Cool on rack and once cooled free to ice.

I also made my mum’s birthday cake that weekend; it was a buttercake with rosewater italian meringue icing. The little man assisted by placing the butterflys on the cake!!!

birthday cake

birthday cake


Toolman crack

The little man came into my bedroom the other morning looking like this!

toolman crack

toolman crack

He said it was where all workmen kept their tools and grandpa did it to. Not sure about grandpa doing it exactly this way, he tends to put things in his back pockets not in his actual clothes.

The things that come out of their mouths are priceless and make you smile for the rest of the day and laugh every time you see the photo.

toolman crack

toolman crack take 2


Leek and pumpkin barley risotto

I was intending to make this for both the little man and I tonight for dinner but took longer than the recipe said so the little man had a pre packaged pasta – bad mummy!

A different take on risotto and I must admit I LOVE pearl barley so found it quite tasty.

I would definitely make it again and maybe add some new ingredients to it as well. Hope if you make it you enjoy it too. I will be serving up the leftovers to the little man tomorrow night!!

500g butternut pumpkin peeled, seeded and diced
2 Tbsp oil
1 leek trimmed, rinsed and sliced
2 rashes of bacon trimmed and chopped
1 clove garlic crushed
200g button mushrooms sliced or halved (depends on your fancy)
1.5 cups pearl barley
5 cups veggie stock (I only had chicken)
1/3 cup chopped parsley

Preheat oven 200C

In baking dish toss pumpkin in half the oil, season and bake for 20-25 minutes until tender.

Heat remaining oil in large heavy based saucepan, sautée leek, bacon and garlic 2-3 minutes until leek is tender. Add mushrooms and cook for 5 minutes stirring until golden.

Stir in barley to coat in oil. Pour in stock and bring to the boil. Reduce heat to low, cover and simmer 20-25 minutes.

Remove lid and simmer a further 10-15 minutes (I found closer to 20+ minutes), until barley is tender and liquid is completely absorbed. Season to taste.

Stir through pumpkin, sprinkle the parsley on top.



Mani time

The little man was colouring his nails in with blue texta which I told him off about. I then said would you like your nails blue to which he responded yes.

I went and got the little bottle of blue nail polish I have and painted all of his nails for him. The funniest part was trying to get him to shake his hands/blow on them to dry as he couldn’t grasp either concept really well. I ended up blowing on them but as only one coat dried quiet fast.

He then wanted to paint my nails so I let him and the result is below!!


I though his dad would have made some snide comment about the nails but he didn’t, which I am glad about as it is just a phase and he sees me doing it every now and then and wants to be like mum.

He is pestering me to paint them again which I haven’t yet, might have to get a different colour this time!!!! He says “all my blue gone I need some more on my fingers.”



Why do I have to have the most arrogant and unreasonable father to my little man? What did I do in a previous life to deserve the treatment I am receiving? I never thought I was mean or nasty to anyone to have this happen to me. I never played up as a teenager, never touched drugs and sacrificed things to get where I am today; so why does the world think I deserve let alone handle this constant stress?

The little mans dad gets 8 extra Thursdays a year when he can spend time with him. He took one of those today, he’s meant to return the little man to me to 5:00pm. At 4:50pm I receive a text saying he just realised the time and that they are out and about and not returning him to me tonight. I said as per the court orders you need to return him to me. Which I received back “he’s with family, happy, safe and well and very excited to be staying another night.” If he knew his son at all he’d realise that The little man would be upset that he’s not seeing me as yesterday in the car he kept saying to me ‘you pick me up in the morning.’ This is not about a father trying to state his authority over me but his three year old child.

I know he’ll be ok but god I want him home with me.

Why break your court orders when in the long run you are not doing yourself any favours!!

Just have to suck it up and be strong for my little man who I love beyond words. I honestly don’t believe my life was meant to be this difficult but for some reason it is and I just have to get on with it.

Thanks for listening again.