Worst Blogger Ever.

I had barely established my blog when I found myself apologising for the first time for being a rubbish blogger. It’s hard to keep to a strict posting timetable with a small baby and with life in general. Kudos to anyone with more than one (babies or blogs) because I have struggled majorly to find a routine, but a part of me loves the chaos. So the last few weeks and months have flown by and I have had more things to blog about than ever before and I did NOTHING.  I struggle alot of the time, I am really bad at making decisions and although I am independent I am also a bit needy. I only like my own company for a little bit of the time and the rest of the time I like to have people around. So I don’t know if anyone knows or cares but this is an update about my life over the last few weeks and then I will go back to my regular food and make up posts I promise. 🙂
The first big thing is I FINALLY bit the bullet and joined the gym. I do 3 sessions a week with a personal trainer and I am really enjoying it. Now I should be going 3 other days a week to do my own work but I don’t.  I am so bad at doing anything unless I am accountable to someone. Even with the 3 sessions a week I have seen a huge difference in my strength and my energy levels.  My diet is still a bit rubbish but I’m taking baby steps.  From today it will be easier to sort out the diet as it will only be feeding one and a half people. 
This brings me to update 2. R has packed his bag and shipped off to another county to go to college. This will be a big change for me as it means there will be one less body in the house  in the evenings. One less mouth to feed at dinner time, and one less pair of hands to help with my little lady. It’s an exciting time and I know it will be fine it’s just another adjustment along the road.
The next exciting thing that has happened is T Has decided that although crawling is fun she would much prefer to walk and is going to learn to do that instead. Queue the pulling herself up on pieces of furniture, the dog, a stray human leg, anything she can get her grip on. It also means a few speed wobbles and falling back down which is easier said than done on wooden and tiled floors.  So my nerves are not what they used to be and my heart is half broken because my tiny baby is getting so big.
The final update is that pending paperwork I will be back to work/college in the beginning of July.  I have mixed emotions as I am very excited to go back and get stuck in to work again but I will miss my baby so much and they are long days to be gone from her. I know that she will be fine, and in September she will be going to creche so will make loads of new friends I’m sure. (Seriously though where did my small baby go to).
So this is my situation currently.  I think it is about time that I finally get some sort of a routine going because it will make the return to work that little bit easier. I don’t know how well it will go down with my free spirited 9 month old but I’m sure we will survive. And that is basically it. There has been loads of personal ups and downs in between but I won’t bore you with those details.  So take this as my reintroduction post. Thanks for sticking with me. 🙂

Steph xxx