The beginning of February is here and it’s time for me to think about the last month, how Dry January has gone for me and what I am going to do with myself going forward.
The honest truth is this month has changed my life. It sounds dramatic and I feel like a bit of a bellend saying it but it is the truth. Continue reading
I’m into Day 3 of Dry January and i’ve already cancelled two parties for this weekend because I really don’t want to fall at the first hurdle. It’s not that i’m finding it that hard (yet) but I know it’s something I really need to do so i’m going to make like a hermit crab and hide in my shell as much as possible this month.
When I have discussed Dry January with my friends I have mentioned that i’m doing it to shift the extra pounds that i’ve put on over Christmas, but honestly weight loss is not the real reason i’m doing it. The truth is I need to stop drinking, not permanently but certainly for long enough for me to know that I can.
As a feminist and the mother of two girls, I’m constantly looking at my own parenting and questioning what I can do better to make sure I am bringing up strong confident women.
As a young women I had terrible problems with lack of body confidence. I don’t know why that is exactly because it’s certainly not something I learnt from my own mother. I have no memory of her dieting or weighing herself or hating on her body, but for some reason I have struggled with this a lot. Maybe it was due to growing up at the height of heroin chic – hopefully a phrase my daughters will never understand. Continue reading
