Posted in For the love of the body, Just Me, Parenthood, Positivity

YAS I have boobs

So there has been a lot going on, plenty to fill you in on but first. I finished breast feeding, my child decided to be kind and sleep through most nights at 20 months. The slowest form of torture. I am also truly sorry to all that had to listen to my drivel and look in to my sad sack life less eyes during this time. I felt a little like an empty soul pottering around, driving places, drinking coffee and rediscovering wine. All while taking care of my little ladies. Life can be hard (joking) the wine was great.

So the no more feeding, it’s only almost four months ago 😤 but it has taken me this long to re-establish my relationship with my boobs. They kind of belonged to the little one and all I could do was wrap them up in feeding bras. BORING! And a little soul destroying. They have no serious support and tops were not fitting right. So I went shopping. One cup size smaller than before (thanks Willow). I looked at the shop assistant and said with glee ‘get me the push up bra!!!!’ I have never owned such a thing before, I suppose I didn’t feel like I needed it and then wham! I don’t think I want to wear anything else ever again. I couldn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror, yup I’ve got BOOBS! It was a magical moment and gave me a little ego boost, something that I didn’t think I lacked until I filled out tops that had previously gaped or just hung. Now I have a little pep in ma step and I’m just saying I may have started a little shopping addiction. Credit card to the rescue.

I totally recommend all the Mums hanging up their feeding bras to go and splash out, get fitted and buy that stupidly expensive bra you have had your eyes on but couldn’t really justify. Your boobs will thank you for it and you totally deserve to look after yourselves you awesome things.

Posted in For the love of food, For the love of the body, Goal Setting, Just Me, Personal Development, Positivity, This is MY YEAR

How to make my life more Organised?

Today a news article struck a chord with me. The ABC has a documentary series targeting waste. The reporter was in the middle of a shopping mall with six thousand kilograms of discarded fashion and textiles. He asked the crowd how long they thought it took Australians to dispose of this amount of waste. The answers ranged from days to hours but the answer was mere minutes, 10 minutes to be precise. We live in a consumerist society and it made me question my own choices.

The article suggests that having more makes you purchase more. Why would we want more if we have enough? Because your cupboards are so full of stuff that you forget you have it. This got me thinking. Why do we need so much? I put this with why do I feel the need to eat when I’m sad/angry/mad/happy? It isn’t a simple question. I turned to Netflix for help. Haha

I flicked to the Flix and on came Minimalism: A Documentary About The Important Things. Yes, they are the same guys from the podcast. They made it clear to me why I have this overarching discontentment when I sit in my lounge. My brain is perpetually overwhelmed. We have too much stuff!! How little some people live with is inspiring so I thought we’d get cracking on living a more minimalist existence.

First stop: getting rid of the photo albums. Not the pictures. We have technology to thank for the humble scanner button.

Second stop: The walk in robe. I decided to back myself and get rid of all of my summer clothes. By next summer they will be too big so to the charity bin they go. I found two tops of the same style that I never wear because they sit terribly. Why I purchased the second I don’t know. Anything I can’t feed Willow in, gone. It felt AMAZING!

Now to go through the kids stuff!! Less is the new more!