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Being held by his Lola, I caught this little wave as he was whisked past.
Today is my birthday.
In leading up to my 22nd birthday I have been thinking about what I might like. I look around me, at my little family, my home and my friends and think I have everything I need. ‘Need’ being the keyword in that sentence, but true nonetheless. I have everything I need. And truly, my little family is the greatest treasure I could ever have. Everyday I look at these amazing people who are my own. I am so thankful they are mine and I often don’t feel like I deserve them. While I was stroking Theo’s little fuzzy head, I decided what I’d like for my birthday. I’d like to do everything I can to be the best wife and mother for our family. At the moment, I feel like I fall short in a few major ways.
And so, in honour of my 22nd year, I make a promise to my little man.
To Theo – I promise to eat well. This is a promise I’ve made and broken many, many times before but I am making it to you because you are all the motivation I need to stay on track. It is my greatest regret that you didn’t get the healthiest food while I was pregnant with you. I am sorry also that a good percentage of your breastmilk has been milo. For the next 365 days I will be very strict about my diet what I will eat and will not eat. I am being strict about it as in the past I’ve done half-hearted changes to my diet and I want to do this 100%. I want you to get the best milk possible and I also want your first memories of food (and your sisters) to be an example of healthy eating.
To make some guidelines for myself. Aside from choosing the healthiest option I will have;
NO chocolate
No Sweets
No Ice Cream
No milk (as I am intolerant)
Avoid cheese unless it is cooked into something like parmesan in risotto or pesto
No MSG
No Artificial sweeteners
Avoiding preservatives, wherever possible
Avoiding refined sugars, wherever possible
No fast food
No fried food
No Processed meat
No fatty meats like bacon
It’s hard work being the only boy left at home during the day with two girls. Theo has two mamas hard at work all day, together they change his nappy, give him baths, wipe his face, settle him when he’s crying. Though he may not be impressed with all our attention, particularly at bath time, I think he knows he is loved very much by his two doting mamas. One day he’ll grow big enough to at least fend his mini mama off when she’s aggressively bathing him or trying to ‘brufsh’ his hair.
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I decided to sit in the back of our car (as we had Zali and Poppy with us) and I thought it might be interesting to watch what Theo gets up to back there. He generally hates the car, so I thought I might get a photo of his sad face, to document our trials on car trips. The problem was though as soon as he saw me in the back, he kept smiling and thinking it was WONDERFUL to be in the car if mama was back there chatting to him too! Gah, life would be SO much easier if there were two of me.
