I don’t know what I was thinking when I said I would start a healthy eating campaign the day after we moved into our new home, with no furniture, no heating, in the middle of winter with two small children.  I am now confessing that nothing changed on the 1st of July, in fact things may have got worse for the first ten days when we spent every night unpacking and building furniture – we ate chocolate constantly. So here we are on the 29th of July and I think I may be able to go on some level of a diet.  It helps that my husband is also keen to tone up – we are fighting the jabber together. Here it is, the seven point plan: exercise at least four times a week (Gareth gets this automatically with his hour of cycling to work and back!) strictly no sweets and chocolate (unless they are a gift, then that would be rude to refuse) moderate consumption of my baking (I do it for the children …

Haven’t blogged for a few weeks, but I’ve been busy.  Moved into our Christchurch house on our ten year wedding anniversary (boy that was romantic), unpacked and built furniture for two weeks, turned 36 (feeling pretty melancholy about that) and had a week of Jackson being ill/teething (because he always does them at the same time). For the last few days I have started to have this unusual feeling, the feeling of being home.  We’re here to stay (don’t panic mum, not forever), we don’t have plans to move, this isn’t temporary, we can live our life.  Obviously we haven’t stopped living in the last nine months – I am shattered from all the life we’ve been living!  What I mean is we can build a routine, we can create a home and take time to watch our children grow up with time left over to pick up hobbies and spend time with friends. I’m excited. And for those of you who would like to see this home we’re making for ourselves… Come and have …