Guest Blog: A day in the Life with Lisa Few, Woman’s Health Physiotherapist
So about my day, it generally starts with an early morning wake up call from my favourite little person whispering in my ear “is it 6 yet Mummy!!” The next 45 minutes generally are spent running around breakfast, teeth, packing school bags and asking 100 times for school shoes to be put on. I’m sure you can all relate to this part of the day! Once school drop off is done my 2nd job starts.
A brilliant bargain at the beautiful BSpa in Brooklands Hotel, Wybridge
The spa itself is within the fabulous and bustling Brooklands Hotel, but feels like a quiet, cosy nest. At first Megan and I were unsure about a spa without a pool, but as we both admitted, we tend to just use the pool to cool off after a steam or sauna! Instead we would sit outside on the rooftop terrace, snug with a blanket, enjoying the breeze on our freshly buffed and plumped skin.
Cocoon: a poem
You clutch your dimpled arms around my neck
The gossamer smoothness of your skin, as
unblemished as your sunny soul
International Women’s Day: a poem
She managed to brush her teeth today
She won a big deal and got her own way
She wants to be heard and have her say
She wants the mean voice in her head to GO AWAY
Guest Blog: A day in the life of a Small Business Owner…with Kat Heath, founder of 2.4 Blogzine
My typical day varies so much. I have an eleven month old and a four year old who is in reception so I cram as much as I can in between baby groups and school pick up. After school I stop working until the kids are in bed.
An Opportunity to Reflect: a Coaching Exercise
Please do use this reflection exercise whenever you need - a chance to gently reflect on how your year is going.
Guest Blog: Day in the life of a Small Business Owner…with Ellie Kelly, founder of Buttons Parties and Explore Play Create
Bar the washing up and dusting I love all the elements of my days. I find joy in playing and getting to spend so much time with my daughter, I love and enjoy my work, I find great satisfaction in a hover and I find peace, calm and joy getting out of the house for a dog walk.
Self-Care isn’t Selfish - and here’s 10 reasons why…
I started to realise that prioritising tiny acts of kindness to myself through the day might actually help me. I started to realise that the more self-care I gave myself the nicer a person I was to my family. I started to realise that the more self-car I gave myself the more I encouraged it in my clients. I started to realise the more I looked after myself the more I’d make rapid gains in my business.
The Seven Diets that Every Woman Needs to Know About Right Now
In my coaching capacity there’s so many critical words I hear from women using to describe themselves - and I’ve had enough of it. These women are amazing, powerful beings who don’t need all the weight of these words. So I’m suggesting seven brand new alternative diet plans, and it goes a little something like this…
Power of Music: Guest Blog with Suzy Reading
I think musical means an affinity with music - whether that’s appreciation, the ability to make it, or a sense of rhythm. My 4 year old is an incredible beat boxer, that’s musicality to me :)
Power of Music with Stacie, Awesome Mama Illustration
I sang to Fox when he was in my belly and the first thing he heard when he was born was me singing the Mamas and the Papas to him. He now sings Dream A little dream to me as I get him ready for bed.
She looked around her: a poem
“your noise is only sound
I choose my music, my song,
the fizzy happiness of my soul.
I choose that today.”
Relationships
In the last few years however, I’ve noticed that I can be somewhat chameleon-like in my relationships: in order to keep everyone happy, I can chop and change so that everything is harmonious. I can be fabulous, noisy, quiet, hysterical, silly, empathetic, whatever that person needs to make them feel their best. This is a great quality to have as a coach: it’s not always ideal for my own relationships.
You know some people aren’t that fussed about birthdays?
I love celebrations. Christmas, Eater, other people’s birthdays, my own: I just get so excited and excitable. We’ve even been known to call my birthday a birthday “season” (I know…)
Why 2018 is the year I say F*** off to FOMO
The Gin Fund Squad offer so much more than just swapping kid tat: I knew this was somewhere I could share my concerns and thoughts about parenting without judgement.
The Unpredictability of Parenting
That’s the thing about parenting. It’s just so unpredictable. One day I feel like a total #winner - content, full of joy and - let’s be honest - a bit smug about my awesome parenting. The next - we’re all covered in porridge and the only thing to be smug about is my morning cleaning workout.
The Great Expedition (to the supermarket)
It’s our turn to pack the shopping. the checkout assistant processes my items with such alarming speed that I feel compelled to chuck my eggs in the trolley, breaking a couple as they go, shoving heavy fizzy water bottles on top of bananas and completely abandoning my “bagging system”, all the while trying to persuade my daughter that playing “hide and seek” RIGHT NOW is NOT going to work.
My second miscarriage (trigger)
It probably goes without saying that this could be a trigger post, but I write the warning just in case, it is at times brutally honest, and graphic, so some may want to avoid, but I think we need to make talking about miscarriage acceptable.
10 things I wish I’d known about the 72 hours after giving birth to my first baby…
Quite why - after just 30 hours at home with my baby - any of us thought it was a good idea that I “nipped to Tesco” I’ve got now idea. I remember standing in front of the trolleys, trying to hold a stupidly heavy car-seat, while my bent coccyx and stitched lady zone screamed out in pain, panicking as I said to my mum “where do I put her? Will she be SAFE?” I tell all my clients the rule of two weeks: one in bed, one week on the sofa,