Week one is done, with only eleven to go.
I’d like to say it has been easier than I expected. I’d like to say BB is coping really well with a transition into a half body cast. I’d also like to say my diet is going really well and I am well en route to a size 10 again.
However, that would all be total bollocks.
Firstly the diet is going abysmally, I don’t have the lucky coping mechanism of losing one’s appetite, instead in times of stress I gain the appetite of all those around me, which in my case are three growing children and a 6ft 5inch chap who all have a weakness for sugary treats. BB has taken to life in a cast like a duck takes to setting up home in a top floor council flat on an estate where the water has been disconnected for months.
Needless to say it’s not been easy.
However spica life has some benefits as Twin boy pointed out. As BB is bound in Plaster of Paris it means he can sit in the front of the car; he would happily commit BB to months in a cast if it meant this privilege would continue.
For twin girl, she is the envy of the playground, show and tell is no longer ust a Friday activity, she can ‘show’ BB’s spica cast to anyone passing by. In fact if she is quick enough to see someone approach the door she can often be found leaping towards BB in order to grab at her skirt and lift it high to ensure the person entering the home gets a full eyeful of BB’s lower half. It gave the postman a near heart attack to be greeted by Twin girl and BB’s hardened knickers.
I know people have said not to blame myself for BB’s hips, but that doesn’t stop my youngest from looking at me with fault in her eyes. She has found the best retort, she has rid the house of sleep; it has gone completely. I have looked everywhere for it, in the garage, in the bags under he who helped create thems’ eyes, even inside my own yawns; but no, it remains firmly hidden from sight, my guess is she has posted it down her cast and ain’t giving it back until that cast comes off her legs.
So eleven weeks to go, I am seeing it as a survival type challenge, one that may be seen in The Krypton Factor in years to come. How to live for eleven weeks without any form of kip whilst grossly over eating and trying to occupy a toddler who can’t toddle.
Wish me luck!
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Don’t give a thought to dieting while this is going on. You can pursue the body beautiful when the cast is a garden sculpture. Sending you a spare packet of polos…
it will be doughnuts next…..
Diet schmiet. Stock up on wine, chocolate and Kettle Chips. It’s the only way. And let me come and babysit so you can get a couple of hours sleep in the afternoon. x
sod that, when you come I am getting out the wine!
lol love it. It is the challenge to end all but she’ll soon get there.
you joining me?
Good luck!! I always find comfort eating helps 😉
I can’t believe you’re even *thinking* about dieting at a time like this. I think you should reassess and stock up on chocolate and wine. I don’t think you are respecting quite how shit the situation really is… If you can’t eat chocolate ’till you puke now, when can you???
but I have to lose it all after…..
When the spica cast comes off strap it round you like a corset. No diet needed!
Lots of love xx
wise wise lady
Diet? Are you mad? Your diet should consist of wine, cake, chocolate and cheese. (You may include a vegetable if you want to show a good example) when it’s all over and done with you can go to Weightwatchers, or only eat celery, or whatever, but for god’s sake don’t beat yourself up about it now. Stay sane; drink wine.
Ok!!!! I promise
mmm i know the feeling! i like your blog. becca
Thanks
Isn’t it amazing how children cope with situations that turn us adults into wrecks. I’m constantly amazed by their resilience. And I totally agree with Speccy – ‘stay sane, drink wine’ and deal with the diet later x
I blame you all for my fatness!
I am a comfort earner! And did you know it’s national chip week? Get thee to yonder chippy!! Hope the cast gives you all a break very soon xx
really? *pulls on coat*
Oh Jane, you do have a way of writing that makes us all smile, laugh even, but really this all sounds so so hard I want to rush round and bring cake and gin. I wish I could think of some wise words, sleep depravation is like the extra kick in your front bottom that you just don’t need. XX
“kick in front bottom” : *snigger*
11 weeks of chocolate and wine can’t be that bad, can it? Look at it in those terms and it’ll fly by. Then it’ll be summer and you can live on salad and celebrate BB’s new perfect body – and your own!
Can I lose it in 2 weeks….
I’m going with the chocolate and wine option, you sound like you are coping admirably, stuff the diet, I’ll join you in comfort eating – I’m very good at it! BB will soon forgive and forget – get the gin out
H x
Marvellous, you bring the giant dairy milk and I will fill the bucket with wine
You will get through this. I do not think it is going to be easy, but what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger and you know what Guilt is the strongest emotion of the lot, so you are bound to blame yourself, but that is just nuts my dear friend.
aw jen, I love your comments x
Thinking of you so much. You will endure and get through this. F*** the diet. Who cares and no guilt allowed OK? This is no one’s fault and things can only get better. They will. Vx
says a skinny lady xxxxxx
This is a brilliantly written post despite being about such difficulty. As everyone else said: self-medicate with chocolate. x
and wine Adele – dont forget the wine
just crack open the gin…you will pass out into a lovely gin coma in no time….oh & about that sleep…do you think it could be with that libido??
x
they are having an affair together! if it came back I could spend the time awake having fun!
It’s got to get better – hasn’t it? *passes gin*
Who knows where we will all be this time next year
I agree with the other commenters. Your diet should consist of chocolate, cake, wine and gin. And perhaps the odd coffee.
I am a tea lady!