Sat here,
Alone,
Different and isolated,
All I hear is noise,
I want to drown it out,
But you got to see it through.
Heatwave
Hey readers,
My word of the week is
blinking Nora it is hot, and the sweating is something else. I don’t know how people can enjoy this weather *ahem, my husband* I don’t like humid! It turns me into a moany cow, thank goodness for Twitter where I can just tweet my hatred for this weather. Don’t get me wrong I like sun but not with the stickiness.
Shall I discuss children? why not the struggle of bedtime, oh my word how hard is it to get children in bed in this heat.
Thank goodness for the sprinkler on my balcony because that is where they have been most of the week, along with tons of showers.
The nights are the worst in the heat, I’m exhausted and hot, such a fun times to get through the days.
Then there is heat stroke, we didn’t even stay in the sun for a short while but they caught it and my this takes the grumpiness on to a new level.
Thank goodness that the weather is changing today, I am so very happy right now about this fact.
Cheers for reading X
Noise
The noise won’t let me sleep,
I need a rest,
form this fast pace,
of chatter and self -doubt.
I don’t have solutions,
I feel scared,
I fear for my future,
when the control is somewhere else.
Questioning
I feel lost,
Like a strand detached,
I’m just floating,
Not really knowing
What to do.
Observations of what happens in a heatwave
Hey readers,
Have you noticed that it is a tat on the hot side, yep, me too and I am terribly British in which I love a good moan about the weather. So let’s look at my accurate portray of what it is like to experience going through a heatwave.
You know you are going through a heatwave when every sentence, every hour of the day is announcing to anyone who is listening, ‘It’s hot’. Because no one obviously has noticed that big yellow ball in the sky.
You go bat shit crazy in the supermarket for multi packs of ice lollies like your life depends on it.
You love your fan like a family member.
Never has a cold shower felt so good until your child decides to walk in on you and declare you have a hole.
You get beyond frustrated at stupid questions asked by children about who is the smelliest when really all that matters right now is trying to concentrate on cramming as may ice cubes as possible into your cup.
You worry your bladder may explode because you have drank your weight in cold drinks in just one day.
Your pillow has never felt so pumped then during this heatwave with constantly turning over the pillow at night.
You suddenly become a raging manic woman over the tiniest of things because you fuse has finally blown and throwing wet pants on mummy’s head tips her right over that edge.
The dreaded bedtime you have to do. The ultimate question, should or should you not open the windows? Where the bedroom is like a fucking sauna and outside is just noise from people constantly revving and horn beeping timed just around the bed time hour. Don’t they know these people outside having fun at bedtime hour makes this mama very, very angry.
You pine for autumn so hard, please bring it back, because I don’t know if I can cope with any more under boob sweat.
Cheers for reading X
Dealing with chub rub
Hey readers,
Today is 30 degrees outside which means hot and sweaty weather, perfect for us fat people (like myself) or thought it is not just an overweight persons problem but anyone really who has thighs that touch. What better thing to weather is a skirt or a dress to help keep you cool, One problem with this idea and it is the awful CHUB RUB.
If you have never heard of the term chub rub it is basically where your thighs sweat so much and rub together causing friction which results in painful red area and could potentially lead to painful blister. Something that you want to experience especially when also dealing with the heat.
So, how do you deal with chub rub you are asking?well, for a short term relief you could use talc powder/deodorant or similar to help, the only downfall is that it is short lived and sweating loads can cause it not to be effective.
Of course there is the trusted cycling shorts to but barrier between your thighs. Fantastic and I can declare it works. Downside is that it is an extra layer of clothing, meaning more sweat. Which if you ok with it then go ahead. For me I hate sweat and what to feel as comfortable as possible.
Next is this product called Lanacane anti-chaffing gel which works wonders and lasts a long time. I keep it in my bag in case I need to add any more when I am out and about. It is a bit pricey but so worth it. This is not a review, but my own personal opinion on the this product. It is non-greasy and after it feels silky so really nice feel on your skin. 
How do you deal with chub rub? Love to hear other people’s tips.
Cheers for reading X
This is not a review, it is just me wanting to share my experience of ways to deal with chub rub.
Why I am pro-child telly!
Hey readers,
For the past five years of being a mother my main obsession has been Television / entertainment. I have been rattled with guilt, paranoia to near destruction of what other people think, mainly because of the pressure of social media but also because I feel my autism is a downfall. Therefore, I need to score points of being ‘ better’ because of my inabilities in other areas.
I would obsess so much that i could not think of anything else, I would not enjoy my time with my child and felt always on edge.
I felt that my child if they watched TV every single condition associated with allowing your child to watch TV they would get.
I would get annoyed at hubby being so relaxed with just turning the telly on and I am always on edge. My whole body aches from anxiety. I worry that I am a failure because I allow my child to watch TV.
But recently I have learnt to accept that you know what TV isn’t that bad. It can be enjoyable, I love good old Mr Bean.
TV can have a positive effect it can help with my son’s speech delay, it can educate them or it can simply help my eldest wind down from when he gets in from school.
I have noticed that if I live the TV all day long thew kids get bored, they wonder off. They look for something to do and they happy play together or entertain themselves.
When I dropped the guilt and thought fuck it, as long as they are happy, fed and alive that is all that matters.
It is not the end of the world, it is so hard for any more especially first time round to know what to do and how to deal with giving the right amount of input.
But hand on my heart I have found the more relaxed I am, the more relaxed everyone else is around me.
Sometimes, you have to accept what the situation is and yes sometimes the 43 inch babysitter helps because I am struggling or just need a break.
We are all more happy when I adopt this attitude. Plus, my eldest watched very little TV and very likely autistic. my youngest watches a TV, more clear in speech and socialable and not likely autistic. What does that say?!
So, if your reading this, give yourself a break, you are properly doing fine and the more research shows us that more then ever are parents more engaged.
Cheers for reading X
