It’s that time of year, cold, grey and the sparkle of the holidays has faded. We feel jaded and want to hibernate. Usually I’d let myself give in to that feeling but not this year. This year I have dreams, plans and goals. Lots of them! My first one is to complete a month of FatMumSlim photos on Instagram, so far so good. My snaps aren’t great but I’m having fun. You can find me under the moniker shake_your_tush. My next goal is an ongoing one. I want to make at least 2 original items of clothing every month. This is an easy target but should spur me on to creating some fun pieces. Hopefully!! I also want a new tattoo and have asked a good friend to design something for me – watch this space! My other plans for this year revolve around family, friends and music so lots of fun to be had. Now, on to my big dream for the year… Travel. I’ve always loved our world, there is so much to see and learn about. Different cultures, art, people and architecture to learn about. It’s so easy to let where you live become the centre of your universe, to become comfortable where you are and to forget about everything else that is out there. It’s been 9.5 years since I left the familiarity of the UK and quite frankly, I’m bored. I need adventure, culture, art, new friends and experiences. And I need all this now! So, I’m going to take myself off on some adventures. I have a list of places to...
…or something like that. How was your Christmas and New Year? I hope it was happy, fun and relaxed. We all had a wonderful time with lots of love, cuddles and happy moments. I’m still working my way through the mountain of chocolate I was given – and that’s why I started running again today! Most of you know I’m a single mum with four amazing children. We’re a crazy bunch, I’m not your perfect mum. Who is? I shout, get frustrated, cry and want to run away at times. But then I get hugs, smiles, a funny story is told and I pour myself a gin! It’s great and I love it. Doing it on my own? It’s incredibly hard and scary at times but it’s the best job in the world and I’m proud to be called mum. Today my eldest three went to their dad’s for the night as they always do midweek. My youngest is 4, she doesn’t like it when they go and she stays at home. I must admit I find the silence deafening sometimes. This evening though, she was my company. Whilst I was washing up she pottered through as 4 year olds do and said; “I can’t wait to be your age mummy.” Yes, I have a 4 year old who wants to be 41 and do all the things I do. Maybe I make it look exciting…?!? She then looked me up and down with deep concentration, her little face turned to mine and she said; “Mummy, you are really a lot little aren’t you? I...
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