Final Post!

Well this will be my final post on Blogspot. I've moved to the dark side and my new blog address is http//adayinthelifeofanarmywife@wordpress.com . Please take a look. x x x x x x
Farewell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I Feel Great!!

Hello everyone. Not posted for a couple of days so i thought i'd update everyone on my diet progress. I'm happy to report i've lost five and a half pounds - not down the back of the sofa before you ask!! Thats right i'm losing weight. In all honesty i didnt think i'd lost anything because the past couple of days i've cheated a bit. Only a tiny bit really. Two bottles of lager, a sausage roll and a packet of crisps thats all, i swear!! Well anyway regardless to the diet i'm now 10st 13lb and i'm planning on reporting again in a weeks time that i've lost even more. Well gotta go speak to ya soon. x x x

Bad Day!! Falling To Bits!!

My day has been slightly odd today. I woke up this morning after a fitful nights sleep. I just couldn't nod off. I stood out of bed this morning to fetch my little girl and started hobbling and limping across the landing. For some reason or other my ankle was killing me! Not only did i have a dodgy foot i couldn't turn my head to the right, every time i tried to it hurt like hell. So either my fella beat me up in the night or I'm falling to bits. I feel old, I'm 21 i shouldn't be like this first thing in the morning. I should feel, young and sprightly, not old and fucked!!
I had a doctors appointment this afternoon and just wasn't looking forward to it. Not that anyone would want to know but i was due my contraceptive jab! I hate needles at the best of times so i get a bit worked up. I was also going to a new doctors for the first time so i was worrying about what kind of doc I'd get. You girls know what i mean!!! Luckily enough i got a female nurse and she was at maturer age. She was very bubbly and certainly put me at ease- up until i got my bum out for my jab and she got a bit too excited!! Worried me slightly if I'm honest. I'm not saying she tried to molest me, I'm just saying she enjoys her job too much. Maybe she's a sadist because now I'm sat funny!!
I was supposed to be doing some sort of exercise today to help towards my diet and new lifestyle. The only problem is after my jab it makes me poorly for a day or two. I've spent most of the afternoon in front of the TV feeling sorry for myself. I didn't have any intention of doing anything. The added bonus was that my fella was off work so i got to hand over baby duty to him.
Other than falling to bits my day has been OK. I've not been in the best of moods all day but now I'm feeling better. I always find the airing my thoughts on my blog chills me out.
I'm currently putting a draft blog together with all my wedding photos on it. Ally my mate told me earlier i should add a page to my blog and I'd love to do that the only problem is I'm thick and not that clever when it comes to computers. So the blog will just have to do, i doubt anyone would be interested apart from my friends who read this blog maybe.
Well that's me done!! I'm off to watch Soapstar Superstar (Sad I Know!). I've totally gone off BB it bores my tits off and Jermy Jackson does my head in. On that note farewell.
x xx

Photos Of My Life.

I thought i'd put a personal touch to my blog and add some pics of friends and family. Here are just a few. I hope you like them.

Just like her mother. Leyla loves posing for the camera!!

Leyla on her first holiday. Here she is being bathed in the caravan sink by Mamma.

This is Me on holiday with my Uncle Mick and his girlfriend Lesley. We're stood at Lands End.

This is my Uncle Cuz with Leyla. He adores her and he's not as miserable as he looks in the picture. He's quite a character.

This is my Mum holding Leyla at the hospital. Leyla is just a few hours old.

Leyla and her daddy have a quiet moment. Don't they look beautiful. The perfect picture or father and daughter. I'll cherish this pic forever.

Me and my good friend Katy recovering from a crazy night out in Newquay. This was a holiday before i had my little girl and it was fantastic. We both felt the effects of too much alcohol that morning. I hope she doesn't hate me for putting this pic on!!

Being a baby is such hard work.

My genius child trying to walk at 7 months old. What worries me is that she looks almost ginger in this pic. Trust me she's blonde!!!

This is Me being my usual chirpy self in the morning.

This is Leyla fresh from the bath. She'a about 6 months old in this pic. Don't you just love the hair.

This is my daughter Leyla. She was also at the wedding rehearsal and just woke in time to have her photo taken. Doesn't she look confused.

This is Me and Jonathan at our wedding rehearsal.

Day 3 Of My Diet!

Well i'm 3 days into starving myself and apart from shitting through the eye of a needle i'm feeling good! The chocolate incident really did wake me up and now i'm enjoying planning my meals. I've found it hard to start having breakfast though. My idea of breakfast was a glass of juice and a fag in the morning. Since my disater with running on Monday i've decided to start exercising in the comfort of my own home. Yestersay I put my Jordan exercise video on, closed the curtains and bounced around the living room trying to avoid kicking Leyla in the head as she ran around my feet. I think it helps when a 1 year old hangs onto my legs it takes that little bit more effort an i'lll try anything to help me lose some more pounds. Not quite sure what to write today just a quick post to update everyone on my progress. Speak to ya soon!! x x x

Reality Hits Home...

Well I must be out of my mind. Here's me thinking that excercise was gonna be easy. Oh thats so far from reality, i must live in a dream world. I was so excited about running The Trim Trail, i'd brought new trainers, some gorgeous jogging bottoms- which are a little revealing when they ride up, we've all heard the expression camel toe- and i got a new Lonsdale top which has a perfect pocket for my I Pod. I fill in my diet diary and sit and wait for my husband to get in from work. His office and workshop is about 200yrds from our front door so he won't be long. i'm excited i keep thinking of the pounds just dropping off me!! i start warming up, you know doing a few strecthes the odd lunge. He gets in i swipe his watch for the stop watch and away i go. Like i said before i wanted to jog in the dark, the trim trail is lit all the way round but i wanted as much damage control as possible so i wasn't gonna risk people seeing me so i waited til it got dark. An its such a good job people didn't see me because they would have just laughed. My dear husband told me the trail was a bout 2 miles long, try about 20!!! Ok i am exageratting but i'm a woman and i can.
I set off, put an upbeat song on my I Pod, i was convinecd hat the music would urge me on. An if i'm honest it did, i was feeling good. i was running and the wind was blasting my face and blowing me back, i was running on bark so i was feeling the burn. i felt liked i'd gone miles and realised i hadn't gone that far at all. i trudged on and if i'm honest the pace had slowed and was now a risk walk, i was puffing and panting and could murder a fag. Eventually i gave in, i came off the track at the next opportunity. I walked back home feeling a little sorry formyself, i got in looked at my husband and just walked upstairs. I tried my best to keep my dignity in front of my man and managed to push out 60 sit ups. I've definitely realised that its gonna take time. I'm ready for that now and i'm gonna do it. I came downstairs after a long soak, had a tiny dinner which if i'm honest just didn't fill me. I could have eaten a scabby horse with a side order of scabs. I watch a little tv then decide its time for bed. An thats when it starts, my loving husband gets into bed with a sweet snack. He doesnt realsie that at that moment in time i would have actually considered a divorce. He sits there eating his chocolate and casualy talking to me about his day, not realising how cruel he's being. We lie down to go to sleep and thats when i hear them, there shouting me. I toss and turn and decide to ignore the urge to go downstairs. I can't nod off so i grab my book, maybe a chapter or two will help me relax. An before i know it i'm downstairs sat on the sofa with a Ferrero Rocher in my hand. How have i got here? I feel like a mad person. I start to unwrap the chocolate an my concious gets the better of me-thank god!! I start telling myself that if i eat this gorgeous choc that i'd be letting myself down, that all my hard work will be for nothing. An if i eat it i'll never loose any weight!! I couldn't think of what to do next so i'd just have to be satisfied with just sitting there and sniffing the wrapper, i must have been sat there for a good 15 minutes and thats when i realised that i was actually losing my sanity. Reality had definietly hit home.

Surprisingly i am even more determined to do well with this diet now. No more lapses in sanity and no more sniffing chocolate. Its just another New Years Resolution I've made. Quite sensible i think! Wish me luck. x x x

Its D Day!!!! 8th January 2007

From the title you may think its got something to do with military operations. Your wrong its much worse!! Its the first day of my diet and guess who's going for a run this evening. Yep you guessed it. Moi!!! Running bloody running its gonna take me forever to get round the flaming base. On the base where we live there is a wire fence that runs the perimeter of the base, at the side of this fence is a bark trail called The Trim Trail. Squaddies run this track, they exercise and use it for physical training in the day so I'll be going after dark-no one is watching my booty wobble! An if I'm honest the booty has grown lately, Christmas doesn't help! Well that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it! Since giving birth the most strenuous thing I've done is change nappies and warm up bottles. Oh and drink diet coke and smoke fags!!!
I'm trying to convince myself that its gonna be easy for me to turn my body around. I've decided to time myself and run every other day. If I'm honest though I'm shitting it, i don't want to admit to myself how unfit i really am. The diet side of my lifestyle change isn't too hard for me, don't get me wrong i love man dinners and would eat potato salad and coleslaw with everything if i could! A good friend of mine Katy gave me a weight watchers CD ages ago and that makes dieting easier for me. Food for the day is graded by points and i have an allowance of 20 per day. I can still eat food i enjoy and don't have to boil cabbages and drink the juice, you do have to cut back though. Also I Find losing weight harder since i had my little girl so I've got do the exercise a lot more now!! My weight now is more than its ever been and i am determined to lose something, even if it is my sanity! Before baby it always helped me to have a diet buddy and that was always Katy. We really helped each other out with food points and kept each other going to the gym. I miss that part of my old life. I miss my friends and support from people.
I'm gonna break the rules now girls. I'm sorry but i feel if i say what my weight is now in a weeks time I'd have worked harder to lose weight and i can tell you all how much I've lost. I now weigh an awful 11st 5lbs!! My god that felt better than i thought it would. I'm not as self conscious as i expected to be!! Just watch this space! I'll show ya!!!

The Day Of All Days!!!

Well here goes my first post. I should really give you a background of my life and stuff. So here goes, I got married September 05 to a man called Jonathan Clarke. As you will see from the title of my blog he's a soldier. We have been together 4 years and have a beautiful little girl together. Before we got married i lived in my home town, Mansfield with my family. Which if I'm honest i miss the town and my family and friends everyday. The only downfall to living in Mansfield meant i only got to see Jonathan at the weekends and that was OK but it did suck at times. Now I'm finding out that being an army wife is full off sacrifices, they tend to just be yours too. But you do anything for the people you love. An thats the reason i agreed to move away. To make my family work.

We are currently posted in Newcastle and live on an army base. I know what your thinking! How exciting there must never be a dull moment there. Well you couldn't be further from the truth! I think my highlight of the week is seeing the bin men and giving the window cleaners a brew!! There are coffee mornings and toddler groups don't get me wrong!! Trust me though there is only so much breast feeding and labour i can talk about. I was one of the lucky ones, my labour lasted 6 hours in total and was pain relief free. Not many mums want to talk about that when there labour lasted 4 days and they had every drug possible. They tend to take an instant disliking to you!!! I spend most of my days alone with daughter Leyla who is now 1 year old and is the absolute centre of my life. Don't get thinking that I'm one of these mother hen types. Nothing could be further from the truth. My little girl is certainly not wrapped in cotton wool. Which is why i think she is so forward. Plus she's female so that went in her favour too! They say girls are more forward than boys! ( Who is 'they' by the way?). The downfall to talking to a one year old all day is that you seem to patronize people that you do meet, plus i'm sure my iq has dropped!! Hee Hee!!!

I hope to start working soon. Sometimes an hour away does the greastest difference. Some days there is only so much screaming into a pillow you can do. I feel that i could consider leaving my little girl with a minder a few hours a day. I think it would benifit us both in the long run. MY GOD!!!!! have you heard me! I'm gonna go because i'm boring myself!!