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I've had a lot of illnesses lately and the final straw was getting an allergic reaction this week which made my eyes and upper lip swell up.  Nice.  I knew something wasn't quite right for someone who is as active and supposedly healthy as me.  So, determined to get to the bottom of it (despite knowing really what was happening...too much sugar...too much chocolate...) I went to see someone who did a Vegatest this morning.  It's a bio-electrical analysis that tests all sorts of foods, environmental triggers, organs, vitamin and mineral deficiences, everything. 

Hi everyone,

This is a short blog about returning to work and balancing everything.

I've just had one of those quite unbelievable mornings.  You know the ones.  It started last night at 9.45pm when I thought I had everything ready for the next day and then discovered a machine full of washing that had to go out on the radiators otherwise we'd all be smelling like damp dog.  I hate washing by the way.  From having to put it into the machine, to getting it out of the machine and don't get me started on the putting it all in little piles for everyone and then in their respective drawers.  So, anyway.  I get to bed at a reasonable time, 10.15pm and fall asleep quickly.

On a recent weekend away, my dear best friend told me that as her boys got older, she felt younger.  It's so true isn't it?  When you have babies and young children, you can feel a hundred years old.  Your every waking moment is consumed by thoughts of your children, either consciously or sub-consciously.  You don't have any head space.  When they are so young, you have to do everything for them.  It is exhausting telling a toddler eight times to get his shoes on or telling your five year old that he has to eat his dinner to get big muscles (!).