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1 November 2017 at 10:42

Straight after breakfast this morning we cranked up the heating and whipped off the nappy. Potty training attempt 1 here we go….
Day 1 went really well. Charlie can hold his wee I’ll give him that!! I took off his nappy at 9am and he did his first wee at 12:40! And it was on the potty! 🙌


I instigated it by suggesting he sit on it while I get his favourite tractor ted DVD, and there may have been a promise of a chocolate button if he were to manage a wee 🙊 – some say not to do this but I say do what works – I’ve got stickers too but Charlie really is not bothered by them.
So he did his wee and he was soooo proud! We flushed it away and washed our hands. He kept saying what a big boy he is 👍🏻 so far so good!
The next wee came at 4:30, and that one was on the kitchen floor. Charlie’s reaction was to stand back, point at the puddle and say “OOPS!” 

I just said not to worry accidents happen and next time we can try and get it in the potty 🤞🏻
Charlie took up position on the potty one last time before bed but didn’t produce anything. I’ve put him in a nappy for bed and he’s in the land of nod now.
Tomorrow will be much of the same – potty close by, nothing on his bottom half, cleaning products to hand, lots of praise and rewards on standby. The toughest part about today was staying home ALL DAY!!! We never spend whole days at home so I’m trying my best to keep him entertained.
How am I feeling at the end of day one? Proud of Charlie for doing a wee and proud of myself for staying strong when he asked for his nappy. It’s been tough making him do something out of his comfort zone; taking away his nappies that he’s been wearing for 2.5years feels like I’m stripping him of a comforter. 
At the end of day one:

• number of wees on the potty = 1

• number of wees on the floor = 1
I’ll take that! 👍🏻


Down To Our Last 5p | How We Budget

1 November 2017 at 10:39


It’s been in the news recently about rising inflation and the increasing cost of living.

In order to control our finances we have been setting ourselves a weekly budget – setting a figure which covers food, petrol & outings to playgroup etc.
We withdraw that figure in cash for the week – I find that having a visual of how much money we have left for the week makes it so much easier to stick with a budget, rather than paying on card where you can’t actually see your money going down.
I did the weekly shop as normal at the end of last week to keep us going until this Friday. 
We are going to be bunkering down in the house now for the rest of the week as we are potty training Charlie (cross your fingers for us! 🙈). So I’ve made a final trip to the shops with our last £2.85 of this weeks budget to make sure we have all the staples.
What do you and your family do to control your spending & cut down costs?



1 September 2017 at 12:22

Last week I did a few things I have never done in my life-

1. Travelled to London on the train by myself

2. Walked the streets of london alone

3. Stayed in a hotel by myself

4. Starred in a video that will be one of 4 to air in October for the Let’s Do This Campaign run by Tesco Charity Partnership.

It was an amazing experience. I’m so glad to have taken the opportunity that Tesco Charity Partnership put my way. It was totally out of my comfort zone; travelling alone, staying in a hotel on my own, being filmed, talking to camera, having photographs taken that will appear on posters and in magazines. 

At times during the experience I’ve felt anxious and nervous, but I have also thoroughly enjoyed myself. As I get older I can see how anxiety and lack of confidence will hold you back. Just taking small steps that are out of your comfort zone can allow you to do things you never imagined you were capable of.

I was by no means a natural infront of the camera 😂 but hopefully the finished product will be something I’m proud of. I’ll be sure to share the videos with you when they are released in October, hopefully it will give you some tips & ideas for getting more active 💛🎥


Charlie Goes Swimming

2 August 2017 at 11:06

Thursday 27th July 2017

It’s a lovely sunny day and Charlie, Mummy, Auntie Kim and Baby Eloise are at the swimming pool. “Charlie, lets put our things in this locker and go for a swim” says Mummy. “Nooooooooooooooooo!” cries Charlie, “UP UP!!” Mummy picks up Charlie and explains that we are going to have fun in the pool and not to be scared.

Mummy gets undressed whilst Charlie holds on tightly to her leg or clings to her like a small monkey while she does everything one handed. After dropping numerous items of clothing in puddles of water, pulling out the entire contents of the bag while trying to get Charlie’s towel (Mummy is certain she packed this bag in order of when we would need things – ie. towel on top, nappies, underwear, nappy sacks, bribes……erm I mean snacks, at the bottom) and searching for the locker coin…Mummy and Charlie are finally ready to go swimming.

Today is Charlie’s first time at the pool in almost a year, and he’s a bit scared of getting in.

“Why don’t you sit on the steps with me?” suggests Mummy. “NO NO!” yells Charlie as he turns away from the pool (as if not looking at it will make it dry up and disappear).

Mummy, Auntie Kim and Baby Eloise get in to the water. “Why don’t you let Mummy hold you, I won’t put you in the water you’ll be in my arms?” says Mummy. “NOOOO” yells Charlie, as he stomps his feet.

“Okay Charlie, you stand there on the side and we will stand in the water next to you, is that okay?” asks Mummy. “Yes” says Charlie, unconvincingly.

Over the course of the next 10 minutes it is clear to Mummy that Charlie is in fact desperate to get in to the water but just can’t bring himself too. “Shall we get in and splash with Baby Eloise?” suggests Auntie Kim. “Noooooo” cries Charlie.

Mummy splashes Auntie Kim. Auntie Kim splashes Mummy. “Look this is fun Charlie, do you want to get in and splash us?” suggests Mummy. “Nooooooooooo” yells Charlie, who by this point has turned a blotchy shade of red. “Okay darling you don’t have to come in you stay there if your happy” says Mummy in her most soothing tone.

After 20 minutes of standing on the side and yelling NOOOOO at every gentle suggestion, Charlie eventually wants to come in to the pool. And for the next 20 minutes Charlie has a great time holding on to Mummy, splashing her and Auntie Kim and looking for an imaginary watering can that Mummy convinces him has been dropped in the water by Richard Rabbit (if you watch Peppa, you’ll know).

With just 5 minutes to spare of the hour long Family Swim session, Charlie finally releases his vice-like hold of Mummy and actually floats with Mummy holding him under his armpits. And he LOVES it! He has the biggest smile on his face. He practices kicking his legs and blowing bubbles with his mouth. Charlie and Mummy swim up and down the teaching pool, and by swim I mean Mummy holds Charlie under his arms whilst she does some sort of crouched down walk that is the only way a full grown adult can stay under water in one of those teaching pools – and by the end of it her legs are aching beyond belief!

The family session is over and it’s time to get out. “Come on Charlie we have to get out now and get dressed” says Mummy. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” yells Charlie, “IN IN!” Well this is typical, thinks Mummy, “Don’t you want to get out then we can go for a drink and something to eat?” “Noooooo” sobs Charlie.

And then comes that shameless sentence………”Mummy has some choc choc in her bag would you like to get out and have some…………….?”

So I wrote this account of our recent swimming trip in a fun way to reflect how I deal with challenging and potentially stressful situations, of which there are many with babies and toddlers.

When Charlie was little and these types of situations presented themselves I had many different reactions. I would feel anything from embarrassment that attention was on us, flustered because I didn’t know what to do for the best, upset that we couldn’t enjoy the experience, disconcerted and worried that it would always be like this and that Charlie would never ever have the confidence to get involved.

But, I have discovered that the best way to deal with these situations is to follow Charlie’s lead; let him decide what he does or doesn’t want to do, not to push him to do things and see how he reacts. If he wants to get involved he will, if he doesn’t he won’t. As long as I stick close enough to him, and let him decide his next move, he is happy, and that makes me happy and comfortable with the situation.

There was a time when I would have held Charlie in my arms and got in the pool with him and waited for him to calm down – convincing myself that he will enjoy it eventually. And for some children, throwing them in at the deep end (not literally in this case of course….) will work. But for others, such as Charlie, it becomes clear that that approach doesn’t just doesn’t work. I took him for swimming lessons when he was just 10 months old and he HATED it! He didn’t enjoy the regimented way of doing things and they had me dunking him underwater on just his second time in the pool. I get that these are their teaching techniques but it didn’t work for Charlie, and it didn’t work for me. In fact it put me off taking him swimming – hence the delay of a year before I took him swimming again.

If we’d have come away from that swimming pool on Thursday without Charlie so much as dipping a toe in the water I wouldn’t have minded – because he was happy to stand on the side and watch. When he was left to himself, he was quietly watching and taking in the environment, and that’s what he needs to do before he feels comfortable to join in. And that is totally fine. As it turns out he loves swimming now. We took him swimming again just two days later and he got in the water no problem and loved it from start to finish.




Dear Charlie | When Will Peppa’s Parents Tell Her To Shut The **** Up?

27 July 2017 at 15:05

27th July 2017

Yesterday was a rare day spent at home, usually we are up and out not long after breakfast but we do have the odd day with nothing planned except pottering around and seeing where the day takes us. It was a rainy day so that put a stop to any plans of a walk – meaning we would literally be indoors……just you and me……..all day……. Now anyone with a toddler is likely to know why that kind of filled me with dread. It’s usually the time when the phone comes out and I start scouring pinterest looking for ideas of how to entertain you.

The at-home days usually start off well. You much prefer toddling around in your pj’s late in to the morning, to my usual demands of “eat your toast – finish your porridge – one more scoop – put that down – come upstairs – let’s get dressed – give me the remote – hurry up – brush your teeth – get your shoes on – stop pretending you need a poo – put that down – turn that off – get in the car……..” etc etc etc.. Of course, I prefer the lazy mornings too, but all of our activities and play dates happen in a morning generally because that is when we both have most energy (as evidenced sometimes by your morning protests).

So what to do on a rainy, stay-in-the-house day; go in the playroom and lounge on a beanbag while you happily play with your toys? Noooooo, the second my bum sinks in to the beans (those pesky, noisy things always make you turn your head at the sound) you come racing towards me, pointed finger shouting “momma up”. If this was a workplace I’d be having you for unfair treatment sometimes; there are no set hours, you don’t allow breaks and sometimes you follow me to the toilet.

Next we turn to housework, your favourite chore is to do the washing. You put the clothes in, and you take the clothes out….in….out…in…out…in…out, until I have to gently suggest that we leave them in the washing machine and actually, wash them. Sometimes you don’t agree this is the best course of action, and sometimes you abandon the job and leave mummy to do it. When the machine beeps you stop what you’re doing and shout “ish-ed!!” You instantly march to the washing machine and commence unloading straight on to the kitchen floor. This is about where your interest in household chores ends.

Chores done, pinterest ideas exhausted, we stick on Peppa Pig. There’s mixed opinion about letting kids watch TV – my opinion is that, as with most things, its fine in moderation. In fact, with Peppa I do find it is brilliant at reinforcing things that you’ve learned, like counting, letters, colours; it’s also great to refer too if something out of the ordinary happens, like a power cut, or a thunderstorm, I can say “remember that happened on Peppa” and it seems to ease your mind a little. And along with the funny references that adults can appreciate, I do find myself absorbed in to their little muddy, pink, animated-world; so much so that while standing at the sink washing pots listening to bossy, know-it-all Peppa yapping on about something, I found myself thinking “when will Peppa’s parents tell her to shut the **** up?!”. That said, I do miss her incessant noise when you are round at Nanna and Grandad’s house.

In The Night Garden……that’s a different thing altogether, yes the characters look cuddly and cute, but what the hell is that show all about? If anyone knows then please tell me! I’ve Googled it on several occasions and no-one seems to know!? Do the writers even know!? Debatable.

Normal service was resumed today and we were up and out after breakfast to go swimming, for the first time in a year, but that’s a topic for another blog.



Dear Charlie | This Is For You

18 July 2017 at 16:43

18th July 2017

Just back from our first family holiday in almost 2 years, and I am feeling somewhat re-motivated and refreshed (if not somewhat exhausted – you have your second to last molar coming through and its effecting your sleep).

Along with the ‘just back from holiday’ feeling, I recently read the following extract from my new favourite book, The Daily Stoic, by Ryan Holiday:



As a two-year old, this quote could be a little advanced for your understanding, but it has an important message that I try to remember with everything that I do. What am I doing and why am I doing it? While I am taking a career break to be home with you, I have also taken some qualifications in fitness and nutrition, I am a volunteer for two organisations, I share information to inspire mums to look after their wellbeing, and I am soon to be involved in a photoshoot to encourage mums to love their post-baby bodies. All of those things are consistent with values that I care about. Another ‘project’ that I set up last year was this blog.

When I first started my blog at the beginning of 2016, my first two posts explained the purpose of my blog – primarily to recount funny stories as I adjusted to life as a mum, to entertain the reader and to give them something they could maybe relate too. And while I still think that this is a perfectly good purpose for having a blog, I become more aware of the numerous “mummy blogs” out there that are far better at providing entertaining accounts of family life than I am. I have neglected my blog a lot this year, it just hasn’t been a priority, and I think that this is simply down to my losing a sense of the purpose of the blog.

Now, I have a new purpose for posting – you, Charlie. I want to write posts, addressing you as the only reader – imagining that you are reading this when you are an adult. I came upon the idea when I recently read another book, in which the main character sadly lost her mother when she was very young. When the character turned 30, she found that her mother had written her a letter that she could open on every single one of her birthdays. From the letters she learned about who her mum was, her inner thoughts, her fears and hopes, along with stories of their days spent together before she sadly passed away.

As morbid as this sounds, it made me aware of the scary fact that when you are older you won’t remember the first couple of years of your life. And believe me, this time that we are in now is amazing. Aside from the typical challenges of the “terrible-twos”, our days are mostly full of fun and laughter.

Thanks to mobile phones you will have literally millions of photos to look back on, but I want to give you insights that go beyond a photograph.  That is why I have decided that this blog is for you. It’s for you to find out more about your mum and dad and the stories behind the photographs.

And if you never actually read this blog – then if nothing else, it will have been a place for me to record the days of your childhood so that I can look back on them myself.

All my love, forever and ever.

Your Mummy





Mums’ Team | Why I Think It’s Brilliant

5 July 2017 at 10:27

The Mums’ Team project is run by Yorkshire Sport Foundation in South & West Yorkshire. It aims to get more people active by recruiting the help of volunteers who are mums. The idea is that mums will inspire other mums, friends & family members to take part in sporting activities and be more physically active. There is also the hope that from their involvement in the project, more women will be inspired to take on coaching roles, with the scheme also providing help to complete qualifications. 

I came across the project early this year when I was searching the Internet for local volunteering opportunities. My passion lies in fitness so I was looking at ways I could give my time to helping at local sports clubs. I somehow stumbled across the Mums Team project on Yorkshire Sports website. After emailing for more information I met with the Development Officer who supports the running of the project. 

I successfully applied for and received some funding from the scheme, I used this to purchase some equipment and I set up a weekly fitness class. I also used the funding to pay for hiring a venue every Saturday. The mums who come along to the class are ladies I met at my sons’ baby group, as well as some mums who saw my advertisement on the local Facebook forum. We get together and do an hour of HIIT training. 

Four months on and I am still delivering the classes. Attendance has been up and down, the classes are held on a weekend which doesn’t suit everybody and sometimes the venue is needed for other things. However I feel that the class has been a success for several reasons. It has allowed different women to get together, meet new people and socialise as well as being active. Some of the ladies have been inspired to get involved in other different activities such as running and going to the gym. Some of them are also now considering becoming a Mums’ Team volunteer themselves.

On a personal level, I thoroughly enjoy delivering the classes. It has given me a chance to meet new people, encourage other mums to work on their health & fitness and to pass on the importance of taking time out to look act yourself. As mums we are so focused on looking after our families health and happiness, and sometimes we overlook our own health, both mental and physical.

Now I am a Mums’ Team mentor, which means that I am responsible for encouraging other mums to set up activities and pass on the enthusiasm for health and fitness. 

Without Mums’ Team I would never have set up a fitness class, and I doubt that I would have taken the step to get a group of mums together to be active. I was already a confident person before Mums’ Team but the project has made me more confident in my own abilities to see something through. Knowing that I am doing something good with my time that is making a positive impact in my community also brings a sense of pride & satisfaction. 

Now with my new role as a mentor I am motivated and excited about getting more mums to take part in the project and to continue to make it a success. 



26 June 2017 at 16:18

Compassion and passion, two traits that I value most and that I try to exhibit every day. 

With recent tragic happenings in the news, one thing that stands out about the response of the majority, is the presence of compassion. Compassion for neighbours, for strangers and for fellow human beings. Events may not effect us personally but showing compassion towards others in times of need is such a powerful thing. 

Passion (noun) : powerful feeling; extreme interest in or wish for doing something. 

In my opinion, finding things in life to be passionate about brings happiness and a sense of fulfilment. Life is a gift and there are so many amazing things to do and experience in this world. We have the ability to learn, to experience different things, to share this with others and to create a life that we enjoy. We ha w the ability to decide what to do with the time that is given to us, and a life lived with passion is sure to be a fulfilling life.

As a parent, these two traits are what I aim to instil in to the next generation. 


Dear Charlie | Toddler Adventures 1.0

30 May 2017 at 10:24

Friday 26th May 2017

The day started in the usual way, Mummy came in to your room at 7:15am to be greeted by you bouncing up and down in your cot, you then proceeded to throw your dummy across the room – the definitive signal that you are ready to get out of bed and start the day. After lots of “ooohs” and “aaaaahs”, which have also become a customary part of the morning routine since I decorated your room with lots of new additions for you to marvel at; we eventually changed your nappy, put on our slippers and made it downstairs.

The first job is one that you have adopted as your sole responsibility – feeding Alan (our Springer Spaniel whom you love). Mummy watches on as you scoop far too many biscuits into, and around, Alan’s bowl, whilst shoving your hand in them shouting “bik-kits”, before you point at Alan and demand a “awe”. Then it’s coffee in the pot, water in your cup, dry cheerios in your bowl and on with Channel 5’s Milkshake, so that Mummy can have just 10 minutes to enjoy her coffee and begin to gather herself for the day ahead.

Breakfast out of the way, its time to get faces washed, teeth brushed (and tongues, which you strangely love), clothes on and make-up done (Mummy, not you – although you do enjoy playing with the makeup).

This morning Mummy is being brave and taking you along to a meeting with a representative from Yorkshire Sport Foundation. Mummy is a volunteer for their Mum’s Team project which aims to get Mums active. The plan is to get to Costa coffee early and get you settled in with your snacks and toy cars before he arrives. Mummy explains to you that a man is going to come and sit at the table with us – not sure if you understood but Mummy thought it best to at least try and prepare you – it could go one of two ways. Luckily you barely batted an eyelid when he came to sit down, Mummy can definitely see your confidence building with new people. The meeting went well, Mummy had to wear a microphone for the interview, and luckily those parts where Mummy had to say to you “don’t press that” (you were playing with her phone, perhaps as a bribe to stay quiet…..) and “do you want another biscuit” were to be edited out.

Meeting wrapped up and its only 11am so it’s off to Go Bounce Trampoline Park to meet friends. Unfortunately the first 20 minutes were spent trying to calm you down when you went completely berserk because Mummy took her phone off you (naughty Mummy – that will teach her to use it as a bribe). Along with tears you produced the BIGGEST BOGIE Mummy had ever seen, which she had to put in her pocket because she had absolutely nowhere else to put it!!!! Then a nice Go Bounce employee came over with toys and other distractions, and after a short time of you being set on not enjoying yourself or even entertaining the idea of bouncing, the phone was forgotten about and a smile returned to your face. You loved bouncing as you always do, in fact you bounced so much that 10 minutes before we had to leave you managed to bounce out a gigantic poo. Mummy was dreading taking you to the changing rooms (Mummy avoids those at all costs if possible due to previous meltdowns), but you were a little star, you remained calm and happy, and even said “bye bye poo” when we flushed it down the toilet (something the Health Visitor suggested to prepare you for potty training). In fact, you continued to shout “bye bye poo” when we were back out in the entrance foyer, much to the amusement of staff and other parents.

Along with tears you produced the BIGGEST BOGIE Mummy had ever seen, which she had to put in her pocket because she had absolutely nowhere else to put it!!!!


By now it’s midday, both Mummy and Charlie are pretty hungry, so when Mummy’s friend asks if we would like to go for lunch, she agrees. Mummy is a keen budgeter – meaning she sets a budget for each week to spend on food, petrol and other bits and bobs. Mummy tries to keep lunch dates and eating out to a minimum but, every once in a while doesn’t hurt, and besides, Mummy was always so envious of other Mummy’s she would see out having lunch dates, it’s her turn! When we arrive at the café there is a bright green Lamborghini parked outside – always looking for funny photo opportunities, Mummy scrambles in her bag for your sunglasses, then proceeds to make you stand in a parking space with the Lambo behind you for a quick snap (slightly irresponsible behaviour in a car park but we got the picture and you didn’t get knocked down).


In fact, you continued to shout “bye bye poo” when we were back out in the entrance foyer, much to the amusement of staff and other parents.

Your lunch consists of cheese sandwiches in a container made to look like a ladybird (?), Tyrell’s crisps and a strawberry Go Ahead bar. Just as you are almost finished with your sandwiches Mummy thinks “Shhhh******t!!! It’s on wholemeal bread!!! Charlie’s tummy can’t handle wholemeal – it gives him stomach cramps!!!” Too late now – stupid Mummy – the second parenting fail of the day! Besides the baked goods faux par, lunch goes well but has to be wrapped up pretty quickly because it’s nap time for you and you’re starting to get a little…..difficult. Mummy just wants to nip in to Matalan as she hears they have some lovely toddler clothes; the recent hot weather has taken her by surprise and you have hardly any summer clothes.


Mummy thinks “Shhhh******t!!! It’s on wholemeal bread!!!

It starts off well, you are quite co-operative and take an interest in the clothes Mummy is looking at, but then you quickly develop your own shopping agenda – which was to stroke, smack and pull off the hangers any clothes at your eye level – with particular focus on a blue t-shirt which you just would not be prized away from (even though Mummy had selected this t-shirt in your size and had it hanging off her ring finger with numerous other garments). In the end Mummy had to carry you to the tills, which were conveniently located right at the BACK of the store – thanks Matalan! All items paid for, it was then a whole new battle getting you OUT of the shop because you refused to be carried, then you found an end display of random tat AKA all sorts of Paw Patrol and princess themed novelty items. After a few more tears you eventually did what Mummy asked and put the glittery pink Princess bouncy ball back where you found it and we headed for the car.

Seeing that Mummy was in a bit of a flap (understatement), the nice lady gave her the drink for free

At the car Mummy took her phone out of her pocket (big mistake), which you then spotted and would not get in the car unless you were holding the phone, so, silly Mummy gave in and let you hold it, only to have to take it back off you before setting off (in case you dialled 999 whilst Mummy was otherwise distracted with driving). This of course caused yet more tears, but 2 minutes in to the car journey you were snoring blissfully. Mummy saw this as a perfect opportunity to nip in to the Costa drive thru for a coffee which she could park up and enjoy whilst you had some shut-eye. After ordering her usual, skinny cappuccino WITH chocolate sprinkles, to her horror Mummy discovered that her bank card was missing! She had last used it in Matalan but there had been a few flappy moments from her since then. Maybe it had fallen out in her bag or down the back of the car seat? Nope! Mummy had to explain to the Costa lady that although she had made the coffee, Mummy didn’t have any way of paying 😦 Seeing that Mummy was in a bit of a flap (understatement), the nice lady gave her the drink for free and sent her on her way to find her bank card.

Unfortunately the bank card was in fact lost; after ringing the bank and cancelling the card, Mummy rang Matalan and discovered that it had been found in the car park and handed in. So Mummy drove all the way back to collect it. And throughout that frantic hour between leaving and returning to Matalan, you remained blissfully unaware and in the land of nod.

And that was our eventful Friday – not exactly what a “typical” day would look like, but there are certainly more mishaps and adventures since you came in to Mummy’s life, and with each day she is learning to cherish the good times, and to embrace and laugh about the more challenging times.






4 Weeks Post-Hernia Surgery | Rehab Exercises

16 April 2017 at 14:46

Today marks 4 weeks since I had surgery to fix an umbilical hernia. My weight has returned to what it was pre-surgery (I gained 4 pounds directly afterwards due to water retention and inflammation).


Today (17th April 2017)
Day after surgery (21st March 2017)










I am pleased with how I have been able to regulate my weight whilst my activity level has been reduced. I have gradually done more and more in order to promote recovery.

I have continued to hold weekly Mums Fitness classes which has enabled me to perform cardio/resistance circuits using low weights. I have also been going to daily walks with my son (whether permitting) which has helped with recovery.

I have also consistently performed the following exercises to stretch and strengthen muscles. I have definitely noticed reduced mobility and so I will be focusing on improving this before going back in to my pre-surgery training routine.

Here are the recovery exercises that I have been doing:

1. Squats – using an exercise ball against the wall. 3 sets of 15 reps. (Resistance band above knees to maintain good form).

2. Hamstring stretch – maintaining a straight back, bending from the hips, hold for 15-20 seconds.


3. Pelvic tilt – exhaling as I flatten my lower back in to the ground, imagining that I am pushing my belly button through to the ground. Steady breathing whilst holding the position for a couple of seconds before relaxing. 3 sets 15 reps.











4. Torso twists – sitting on a chair, twisting to one side, placing opposite hand on knee and other hand on chair to hold the position. Twisting only to where it is comfortable, maintain steady breathing, holding the position for 10 seconds and repeating on the other side.










Mentally it is tough doing exercises that you don’t feel are benefitting you, but I know that they are actually strengthening the muscles around my operation site as well as regaining some mobility.

If you have any injuries/pain then make sure the exercises that you do are appropriate. Seek advice first if necessary.



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