Day 136 – Patchwork Quilt

I’ve tried to write this post three or four different times today. I recieved a patchwork quilt I had made yesterday, which had all of my favourite outfits my daughter had worn in the first year of her life. I’m gifting it to her at Christmas and I secretly hope it becomes “the blanket” sheContinue reading “Day 136 – Patchwork Quilt”

Day 131 – Hanging in there

Just a quick one to wish everyone a happy friday. I’m still sober, still working on binge eating and liking myself again. Still doing yoga, a food diary and an eating schedule. Still have a stinky (but cute) rescue cat Hows everyone else on this dreary rainy friday afternoon? Love JS x

Day 113 – “From my home to yours”…

So I may have borrowed another Adriene quote, but she always says something so profound at the end of each session it’s hard not to. Todays session was intend and it asked us to look inside and ask what do we intend. My monkey brain went crazy for a second, but settled on to seeContinue reading “Day 113 – “From my home to yours”…”

Day 100 – 100 days of Sobriety

It’s been clear for the last few years that alcohol had to go. I was either drinking (in the evenings when BB was in bed) or thinking about drinking, like literally obsessively (whilst BB was awake). I remember a tree falling down really close to my friend and I during a run. This was literallyContinue reading “Day 100 – 100 days of Sobriety”

Day 98- Fricking Xmas cake

I decided to be all Mary Berry (instead of a merry berry) this year and have a go at baking a Xmas cake. I’ve never baked one before, but after watching mum as a child bake one I’ve always thought how hard could it be? For someone quite disorganised, its ridiculously hard. Firstly, my husbandContinue reading “Day 98- Fricking Xmas cake”

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 63 – Swims and Walks

After falling over the stair gate last night and sporting bruises that made me look like I’d been in a fight, I got up and reluctantly went swimming this morning. To be honest, I really didnt want to go. My body was sore and bruised and my bed was warm and comfy. It was theContinue reading “Day 63 – Swims and Walks”

Day 59 – New Friends

Today we (and when I say we I mean me and BB), went to our first baby class since lock down. I’ve been so excited about getting out again and mixing with other mummys and babies. We get there in plenty of time and settle in on our mat next to (well 2 meters away)Continue reading “Day 59 – New Friends”

Day 35 – Gliding like a Swan

5 weeks sober. Wow. My alarm went off at 6am after an awful nights sleep. This was mainly down to the fact I was up at 3am talking myself out of the wild swimming, I’d optimistically signed up for when filled with the joys of a pink fluffy. 5am someone walked past the house, presumablyContinue reading “Day 35 – Gliding like a Swan”