The Power of The Sun

It’s hard to believe we are still in March! The sun has shone here all week with temperatures hitting around 20 degrees! The sun is an amazing thing, it transforms people into happy, chatty individuals who seem to have no problem baring all! The streets here are awash with pasty white legs, both men and women have stripped down to the minimum to try to catch some of those rays! On the school run this morning at least a dozen other parents spoke and passed the time of day with us, even ones I have never spoken to before. What is it about the sun that makes us more friendly?

Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining, I only wish we could guarantee sunshine for at least 4 months of the year that way I wouldn’t crave a foreign holiday in the sun. I love the sun, but as I have got older I am a bit more cautious about getting burnt. Gone are the days where I sit and sizzle covered in oil to get that all important tan. The fact is I am pale skinned and burn VERY easily. I have tried sun beds, fake tan and sun bathing and nothing ever really gives me a gorgeous golden tan so it’s time to embrace my pale skin and be practical and stick to the factor 20. I had a very embarrassing incident last year with fake tan. I was working in London and the sun had come out and I couldn’t bear wearing tights on the commute as I would got so hot. Not wanting to display my transparent legs I decided to invest in some spray tan. I did a lot of research and ending up going for one specifically for legs, it was a spray one from L’Oreal than promised air brush finish tanning. I read the instructions and it all seemed pretty straight forward. I applied it early evening and waited to see what happened! By the time I went to bed I was feeling pretty smug at my now lovely brown legs. Impressed at how even and flawless they looked and how easy it had been to do. However, when I woke up in the morning it was a different story. I don’t know what happened but basically my legs were streaked with fake tan and looked dreadful. I showered and scrubbed at my legs which just seemed to make the white bits more white and the brown streaks just look dirty. It was a disaster and I will never dabble again. I had to go back to my trusty old tights and just sweat it out!

I haven’t got my legs out yet this year, but have to say if the sun is shining in Portsmouth next week I just might have too however white they are! Long last the sun I say, it makes for happy days!

Why do I always need a bottle?

Am I alone in my bizarre behaviour? We all know how good water is meant to be for us and how the average adult should drink 2.5 litres per day, but how many of us actually do this? I think I’m lucky if I get through a pint a day. I do know the days I do drink more I definitely feel more alert and better in myself. The funny thing about me, and it has got to be psychological, is that I drink a lot more water if drinking it from a clear plastic sports bottle! How strange is that?!?!?! It’s true. If I put water in a glass it will just sit there all day, but if I fill an old evian sports bottle with fresh water I seem to carry it around the house with me, take it in the car and sip at it continuously throughout the day. It has to be a sports cap though or I don’t drink it! Why is this? Am I weird?

I know I can drink 2.5 litres of water as only 9 weeks ago when I had Noah, I had a problem with my bladder and the only way I was getting rid of my catheter was to wee a certain amount, so they told me to just keep drinking water. I sat on the bed for 3 hours and just downed glass after glass. I went through 3 large jugs! It worked and at the time I promised myself I would keep it up and drink more water on a daily basis. Naturally the moment the catheter was removed and I got back into the comfort of my home I forgot that thought, until this week that is. So today I have carried my litre evian bottle with me everywhere I go and am just coming to the end of the second refill. Only half a litre to go, but do you know what….I think I will have a glass of Rose to reward my efforts and try again tomorrow!!!!

Please someone tell me I am not aone in this?????

 

Top of my list!

At last the day has come that ,setting up my blog, has reached the top of my never-ending list of things to do! Welcome to my world. Can’t promise it is always that exciting but I can assure you it is fast-moving and interesting, well at least I think it is interesting! Like everyone I have highs and lows but always try to look on the bright side. I am a big believer in ‘everything happens for a reason’ and have learnt the hard way that we never know what is waiting for us around the corner!

I am very ambitious, but keep changing my mind on what my goal is! I have just had my third child, Noah 7 weeks, a beautiful baby boy, and to me, he is the icing on my family cake. All be it very unexpected icing!. He joins Ella, 8 and Madison 4 to complete my gorgeous family. My husband Simon runs a Bespoke Furniture Manufacturing company in Oxford and has big dreams for our future.

Over the last 4 years I have changed my mind and my goal posts countless times. I have no regrets and have learnt a lot about myself through the journey but now I have completed my family I feel more content and settled and ready to make our family dreams into reality. I am going to shoot for the moon and if I miss at least I will land amongst the stars!