I eat meat, dairy and gluten. I smoke cigarettes, bare in mind, it wasn’t that long ago that this was socially acceptable, now I am outcast and frowned upon for it. I know I need to get off ‘tobacco road’, I know all the theories, I know the harm it does…..and when the time is right, I will. I’ve done harder things. I drink alcohol and strong, black coffee with one sugar. I’m nearly 50, and ‘touch wood’, am surviving pretty well.
However, as is very obvious, I’m certainly not a ‘health fanatic’. I grow a garden, that I adore, I cook fresh food every night for my family and I eat loads of fruit and vegetables. I became the mother of 3 children in my 30’s, I drank coffee and fed myself whatever I craved during my pregnancies. I gave up alcohol.
To cut a long story short, all 3 of my babies were overdue and induced, all weighed close to 10 pounds (4.5kgs) and were born with perfect scores. My children have no learning difficulties, no disabilities, they are all above average height, bright, vital and very intense in their own ways.
Now, as I approach 50, I want to lose weight (don’t we all?) and be more active, as I balance my work and play. But I’ll take it step by step, I’ll never be a size 10, if I can get back into my size 14 jeans, I’ll be more than happy. I’ve started exercising regularly again.
The point I am trying to make is that life is hard, damn hard, there are so many rights, so many wrongs, we are all struggling with something. What will be, will be, when your number’s up, your number’s up. Enjoy the journey, smell the roses once in a while.
So, don’t be too hard on yourself, don’t stress yourself out about anything and everything. Enjoy the sun and the moon and the wind and the rain and the birds and the trees and the flowers……love you for you…..love your family, love your friends......and do the best you can :) xxx