4 days after the cravings striked, they are slowly starting to dissipate and it’s such a relief.
And whilst everything looks the same on my normal day to day mum life, it feels sort of different.
I now know I’ve got the strength not to crumble and when there’s rough cravey times in my future what I really need is a bath, book and chocolate/ice cream/cheesecake/all of it.
I feel a strange sense of (maybe) pride, self worth, I don’t know? I normally would’ve given up by now. Admitted defeat and crawled under a blanket with a bottle of fizz.
I think I actually like the new me. The person I’m becoming.
In other news, I’ve booked my open water swimming for the summer at Compton Verney. I’ve managed to talk a friend into coming for a session and I’m so ridiculously excited. I can’t wait to submerge in the cold water and watch the sunrise whilst I swim.
My husband thinks I’m nuts, but I cant think of a better way to start a sunday morning and it costs less than a bottle of wine a week. I’m normally back just as the gang start breakfast, happy and content.
I’m also doing a pre-pgce course before starting in September and actually loving it. It’s around 3 hours per session and there’s 4 sessions. I’m completing it along side the maths work, in BBs nap times. Need to start learning history and English too. I feel all enthused and fired up about learning again. Yesterday we had to write our teaching philosophy. I loved reflecting on what sort of teacher I’d be and drawing on personal experience on the teachers that really meant something to me.
So it all in all it feels like a positive Tuesday. I’ve done yoga. I’ve walked with BB. I’ve met my god mum for a socially distanced chat. I’m running this evening. My skin care routine is continuing.
Hope everyone else is ok?
Lots of Love