Day 90 – Just call me Gloria Gaynor

“At first I was afraid, I was petrified” I survived!!! the night…. which is a relief as I’m officially on day 90. Last night my mum shared these gems with me over a 4 hour period: I shouldn’t eat so much pasta (after she dishes up a massive bowl of spag bol for me). It’sContinue reading “Day 90 – Just call me Gloria Gaynor”

Day 89 – Babysitting

Tonight I’m being babysat by my mother which is enough to drive anyone to drink. Whilst I’m feeling betterish and venturing out of bed, I can’t lift anything including BB for a week and the hubster is out tonight for a curry with friends (I’ve urged him to go). My mum and I have anContinue reading “Day 89 – Babysitting”

Day 88 – two fat ladies

So if you weren’t aware (and sorry if you are and I’m teaching you to suck eggs), the term “two fat ladies” comes from bingo halls in the UK. It might also be in other countries, but I’ve not played bingo since being a kid in a social club with my Irish Nana. The termContinue reading “Day 88 – two fat ladies”

Day 87 – I survived

I survived!!!! My dodgy internal psychic was wrong again. I’m so so relieved to wake up. And they managed to zap the extra circuit so I’ve got a 95% chance of success. My dr was absolutely lovely (read gorgeous) and although I was awake for most of the procedure and could feel the burning andContinue reading “Day 87 – I survived”

Day 86 – Tomorrow

I’m in a really bad head space about tomorrow and I just can’t seem to shake the foreboding feeling that’s going with it. For those of you that don’t know, when pregnant with BB, it was picked up I had a heart condition which was previously undetected. I’m lucky, it’s not massively serious (SVT) butContinue reading “Day 86 – Tomorrow”

Day 85 -Bittersweet

Day 85 – I think one of the interesting and slightly bittersweet areas of sobriety is finding out who your friends are. I blogged previously about telling one of my binge drinking buddies about my sobriety. I wasn’t sure whether she’d still come over for a cuppa when we were due to meet. I wasContinue reading “Day 85 -Bittersweet”

Day 84 – well hellloooo hair

Day 84 I’ve always had thin and let’s face it rather lank hair but lots of it. Over the years this has made it hard to grow and prone to splitting. I always thought the poor growth was due to gene’s and the fact I bleached it with highlights every 6 to 8 weeks whichContinue reading “Day 84 – well hellloooo hair”

Day 83 – Moderation

Day 83 I’ve been thinking a lot today about moderation. It all started when a new dress arrived and discussing the next girls meal. Everyone was moaning about the grey day (I actually love grey days) and someone chipped in, was it too early to start on the wine. The response from the rest ofContinue reading “Day 83 – Moderation”

Day 82 – Day 2 of Isolation

Day 2 of isolation. I’ve eaten all the chocolate in the house. We have walked in the rain, I have crawled on my hands and knees pretending to be a dog and chasing BB. I have cleaned out our bathroom cupboard and found loads of hotel bath bottles so I can have a spa night.Continue reading “Day 82 – Day 2 of Isolation”

Day 81 – Day 1 of isolation

I started my isolation for my op today and the most tiring thing is trying to tire out a nearly 1 year old. BB is desperate to walk (but can’t), lies face down and screams when you leave the room and has an attention span of dory the fish. We’re currently on the second napContinue reading “Day 81 – Day 1 of isolation”