Category Archives: health



When Bebito was first born I wanted to gift him a special book. Something that meant something. I remember this passage above from when I was 14 from The Velveteen Rabbit so this was what we bought him. It means something. In fact, I think real means everything not just something.

It hurts to be real with ourselves and with others but it is the only thing we can do I believe. It is the only way I can sleep easily.

I find it easier to be real sometimes than others. Some of what I write here, like my last post, is raw and real and I don’t think you have to be raw to be real.

I also think my version of real may be different to yours. And that is how it should be.

I don’t think real means mean or brutally honest either though I think some people see it that way.

Sadly, I think being real opens us up to being hurt by others who don’t know how to respond to the real within us because the real within them is buried too deep.

Yesterday I was given great advice by a health professional to be pragmatic about what my life involves at the moment and to take far better care of myself or there will be consequences. Time to be real about my health. I needed to hear it. I had to hear it.

Today I received a beautiful gift and note that really touched me from Pip. It means a lot to me to know my version of Real is understood by others and I’m not completely neurotic.

“Once you are Real you can’t be ugly”.

Tipping the scales

I recently read this really great article by Clementine Ford on why asking, “can we have it all?” is a daft question. And it IS a daft question. It applies to so few people in the world really!

And yet, I, and many of my friends, are caught in this balancing act of how to manage our lives – children, partners, parents, family, friends, work, houses to run and of course our selves to look after. For me at least, the scales tip in various directions depending on what needs the most attention. My children will, as long as they are small in particular, be my priority. They’re a noisy, lovable, ever present priority.

I try to think of what enriches my soul though and spend the time with the people and pursuits that do that. There certainly are not enough hours in the day for me to read all I want, see who I want to see, do all I want to do. This space is evidence of all those things.

The thing I have been absolutely terrible at doing though is looking after myself physically. I skip meals, rarely exercise, eat way too much chocolate and drink too much coffee. As my boys grow, I realise what a bad example I’m setting.

The universe has a way of hitting us over the head when we need to re prioritise though. I’ve had a headache for 8 days now and over the weekend was rendered almost entirely useless. And so, it’s clear that I need to refocus on being better to the vessel that hosts “me” … This strange old body I’ve neglected for most of my adult life. It is time to focus on Pilates, yoga, meditating, eating better and all those things I promised myself I would commit to “one day”. Even my hair and clothes need some attention.

It’s time to tip the balance back a bit towards me.

Where is your balance at? Have any tips for me on how to maintain this balance or integrate it in to my life on a long term basis?