• Rubifresh Ultra Rich Moisturiser
    Just For Fun,  Product Reviews,  Self Care,  Uncategorized

    What’s your skin care regime?

    What’s your skin care regime? Do you have one?  Is it comprehensive and regular or sporadic, like when you actually get to have a shower and the shampoo accidentally runs down your face?  Hmmm, since having my second bub, I must say it has been more toward the latter.  However recently, probably due to said second bub not having slept through a night for most of his 20 months, I’ve thought perhaps I could do with a bit more effort in the skin care department.  

    Skin care regime

    And I don’t mean all the “look 10 years younger”, “get rid of your wrinkles”, women shouldn’t age shit.  I just mean, man my skin is red and/or itchy sometimes and often dry when it never used to be.  I don’t want to look 10 years younger, but I wouldn’t mind looking my age, and not 10 years older 🙂

    Rubifresh Ultra Rich Moisturiser

    Then I came across an opportunity to trial and review the Ultra Rich Anti-aging Moisturiser from Rubifresh.  Mmmmmm, it’s lovely.  It smells like a spa moisturiser.  Yep, awesome.  And it feels just lovely – I use it at night, and I wake up with soft skin, that doesn’t feel red and itchy.  Nice.  It’s smooth and creamy and feels lovely.  Frankly, it’s a little bit of luxury in the crazy toddler world I inhabit at the moment 🙂

    Rubifresh also do skincare workshops – in your home, the office or as a fundraising event.  Check out their page here.  They have lots of other products as well.  Another bonus, the Rubifresh products are 100% natural and organic, they use minimal packaging, as many recyclables as they can and are not tested on animals.  They’re also Australian made.  So it ticks a lot of boxes.  

    So tell me – what’s your skin care regime?  Any tips for a mum who barely remembers what a straight run of good sleep feels like, and needs to care for their skin?!  Leave your comments on this post!!!

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  • Family,  Parenting,  Self Care,  Womanhood

    The Good, The Bad and The Shouty.

    Yep, that’s me this week.  Especially the shouty.  And not much of the Good.  Urgh.  I suppose I could blame it on the ‘threenager’ (yup, totally a word, and very accurate) but that would be completely unfair and not very adult of me.  The shouty, I need to own it, and maybe that will help me breathe through it.  

    Breathing through the temper tantrum.  Mine that is.

    I’ve found myself incredibly short-tempered this week.  My poor little Ms 3 is not getting very good parenting from me.  I’ve been quick to yell, shouting out orders, and angry that she won’t listen.  She is three.  Mainly, I’ve been furious with myself.  And falling into bad self talk.  “I’m such a bad mum”.  “My kids are going to be so damaged from me”.  “How can I be like this.”  Mmmmmmmmm.  Breath out.  Shut my eyes for a few moments.  Check that spiraling, dark thought process and put it aside.  Let’s face it, it’s not particularly helpful.  Nor is the fact that I had forgotten to fill the antidepressant script, and therefore had not taken any for a week.  Riiiiiight.  It’s a pretty low dose, but clearly it’s still needed at this point.  What do you know, my (excellent) GP was right. 

    Medication

    There have been terrible events highlighted recently in the news.  Terrible incidents and wars where children have been killed.  Where parents have lost all of their children in one incident.  I cannot even read the articles.  My brain cannot comprehend the grief and trauma those parents must feel.   I look at my children and am overwhelmed with emotions and fears and hopes.  These terrible events remind me to breathe in, and step back.  Who cares if we are late somewhere?  Who cares if I have to change Mr 1.5 for the third time before we get out the door?  It doesn’t matter.  They are here, they are healthy, they are happy.  I’m not ruining them, I just need to not shout so much.  And I need to hug and kiss them multiple times a day.  Every day.  

    Hugs are Healing

    It’s Friday, which for us means the end of the Mister’s working week, and two whole days with all of us home together.  Swim classes, watching some footy, maybe even breaking out Star Wars for Ms 3 (for the first time ever!!) So I’m throwing the Bad and the Shouty off and heading into the weekend with just the Good.

    How about you?  Who has had a good, bad or shouty week?  Let me know I’m not the only one yelling at her 3-year-old!  Let it all out here, a virtual shaking off if you will!   

     

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  • Just For Fun,  Parenting,  Self Care

    Game of Thrones – A Well Timed Intervention.

    We’ve started getting into Game of Thrones.  Finally!  It’s surprising really, for those who know me,  that its taken so long!  It’s full of warriors, smart women, politics, complicated relationships and intrigue.  Oh and fighting and sex galore.  Yes, there’s enough eye candy in GOT to suit those of both persuasions 🙂  I have always loved ‘fantasy’, books and movies, so GOT covers all the bases for me really.  I think it has been a well timed intervention of sorts.  I’ve found myself getting into How To Train Your Dragon and Frozen! Ahhh!  Mind you, this has coincided with the kids getting into these movies, but really, it’s not good that I’m suggesting we watch them………

    How to train your dragon

    I was wondering how it had taken us so long and then realised, it was released around the time our first bub was born.  And then we had our little boy.  GOT is not easy to follow – well, not at first anyway.  We’re into season two now and it’s still complicated.  And by all accounts it stays that way.  So just popping it on every now and then, when the kids ‘might’ sleep properly, really didn’t work initially for us.  We tried.  But now, most of the time, when the kids go to sleep usually get at least one, maybe two episodes in.  And really, it’s not the type of show you want your three year old seeing accidentally! 

    Game of Thrones

    So it got me to thinking.   Game of Thrones is saving my brain.  Yep, true story.  It is a complicated, winding, intriguing and thoroughly adult story.  Hallelujah!  My brain sparks when I watch it and when I think about.  I’m going to read the books.  I’m going to read lots of books!  

    Kindle and tea

    What else have I been ‘late to the party’ on, due to the fact that I’ve got two small children?  And they all seem to be TV shows, but that’s fine.  Vikings.  Oh my god, that show is great, but we only just found it recently.  True Detective – That has completely gone past me, but sounds like something I would get into.  True Blood.  I was behind the times anyway with that one, but did some major catching up.  LOVE. IT.  

    What have you been ‘late to the party’ on?  Could be anything – movies, music, news, a food fad.  Hit me with them!  

     

     

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  • Getting mumma's mojo back.
    Parenting,  Post Natal Depression,  Self Care,  Womanhood

    Getting Mumma’s Mojo Back

    Getting mumma's mojo back. I have lost my mojo.  Well, that’s how I’ve been feeling for some time.  Clearly, things change enormously once you have children.  For men and women.  But being a woman, I’ll focus on what I know.  🙂 

    As I’ve blogged earlier, I experienced PND with my first bubba, and it has also made itself known this time around.  But I’m talking about something a little different.  I’ve lost ME, for a little while.  I think that it’s normal – after all there are massive changes after giving birth – physical and emotional.  My focus has completely shifted.  It is so easy to lose sight of yourself, as an individual, whilst mothering.  Perhaps it’s easier when not in paid work as well?  I’m at home, and not in the paid workforce at this time.  So you know, spending days at a time talking to small people who don’t understand a) what you mean and b) logic, can be exhausting.  Exhausting! 

    The relentless routine of feeding, cleaning, feeding, cleaning, and laundry.  So much laundry.  Every. Day.  Perhaps it’s not really surprising that the mojo disappears for a while.  I’m sure I’m not the only one.  Right?  Right?!  Hehehehe.  

    So i’m on a bit of a mission to get my mojo back.  And I’m not just talking losing weight and doing some exercise, although that will be a part of it.  It’s about finding me as a person again.  Or perhaps more accurately, easing some of my individual self back for me.  And for The Mister.  ‘Cos that’s a whole other issue – the evolving nature of the couple, once kids are added to the mix!  

    I’m starting with some obvious things – trying to improve the household diet, and add some regular exercise in.  But I’ve also thought I need to do some more interaction with adults.  So I’ve joined MOPS – Mothers of Pre-schoolers.  It’s a playgroup where the kids are cared for in their rooms – ie baby and toddler rooms, and the mums get to participate in conversation, some activities and listen to different speakers for a whole two hours, no kids! (unless they need their nappies changed, then you get paged….).  It’s really been interesting and has lead to another positive.  They held are little Market just prior to mother’s day, just for the MOPS mums.  We were encouraged to have a table there if we were starting up a new business, or if we already had one.  It kicked me into gear, an a little seed of an idea that we have been sitting with has sprouted!  The Mister and I are still working on it, but we are setting up an online store.  Once it’s active I’ll write about it a bit more.  

    It’s been a bit of a challenge, and a bit nerve wracking – I’ve not really done any retail or markets before, but I do feel it’s actually helping my energy as well.  We’ve got the office tidy and back in control, the same with changing out the pantry, and organising the kitchen.  All things we’ve been meaning to do for ages.  

    Tell me, what have you done to get your mojo back post baby?  Are you still looking for it?  Tell me I’m not the only one????!!!!!! 

    * I’ve linked this up to the Digital Parents Blog Carnival for May 2014!  Click through to check out some really excellent blogs. 

    photo by: MSVG
  • postnatal depression, perinatal depression
    Family,  Parenting,  Post Natal Depression,  Self Care,  Womanhood

    Postnatal Depression

    postnatal depression, perinatal depressionPost Natal Depression. Ah crap. That can’t be right. Not me. My husband is super supportive, I have fantastic support from my mum, family and close friends.
    Mothering was ‘supposed’ to be my thing! I’m ‘supposed’ to be ‘good’ at this! I should be feeling seven shades of bliss and happiness right now. Not feeling so overwhelmed that I can’t make a decision about how to finish the shopping, or to even get out of the house.
    I’m well educated and aware when it comes to PND – I’ve worked with vulnerable women and their families for over 10 years, including new mums and community agencies. I know that it’s a lot more common than people think, that it has nothing to do with your ability or education.

    I was diagnosed with PND when my first bub was four months old.  And this came about because I knew how I felt wasn’t the way it had to be.  I talked to my husband and to my mum – a current Maternal and Child Health nurse.  A then I went to my GP.  She was brilliant.  Listened to me, reassured me, and basically acknowledged how I was feeling and just how hard and UNEXPECTED mothering can be.  

    For me, a combination of counselling and medication helped.  But there again was another thing to ‘feel guilt’ about – medication whilst breastfeeding!  However, I was reassured by my GP, and to be honest, I needed something to help me out of the fog I was in.  Medication helped me with that.  I’ve always thought and advocated that if the mum isn’t at her best, how can the rest of the family be?  

    In the time since this all came about, I’ve done a lot of thinking and reflection.  How have we developed such expectations of ourselves?  Why should I as a woman, automatically ‘be good’ at mothering?  Why do I think I should be?  Why do I think that I’m not?  Mothering, parenting, is such an amazing, tiring, funny, exhausting, wonderful and shattering experience all at once.  It’s not something that you can fully prepare for, despite the reading, the classes, the internet trawling you might do.  It is different for EVERYONE.  The pregnancy, the birth process, the feeding, the sleeping, the change to your partnership.  The change to yourself.  

    The most important thing I think I can say to anyone about to become parents, or even those already in it, is to be kind to yourself.  Be gentle.  Love your baby and family.  But love yourself as well.  Chances are, you’re doing a fabulous job.  

    If you think you could be feeling better, or your partner could be feeling better, check PANDA out.  They’re a good place to start.