IBS leaves me feeling lethargic 99.9% of the time. Even when I’m having minimal symptoms, I still feel tired. I ache, I yawn, I feel heavy and I crave rest and sleep.
I love me a bit of leopard print. I love me a bit of clashing prints. And I love me a bit of ASOS. The latest ASOS Made in Kenya drop ticks each one of those boxes.
To be a fully functioning human, I need to have at least seven hours sleep a night. Eight is preferable. I can even push that to nine at the weekends.
So much good stuff happened in February that I noted it all down to reflect on.
Eating out will always be scary territory when you have IBS, especially as you attempt the wonderful world of FODMAPs.
I think we all know that I have this thing for midi skirts. Especially those with a side order of pleats.
In the IBS community booze is well-known as a bowel stimulant. So can someone please explain why I thought it was ok to drink a bottle of prosecco and do shots while on the Low-FODMAP diet?
I have a major love affair with Etsy. I like supporting small businesses and people’s passions, which is why it’s the first place I always look for wedding inspo. Hence me dragging my mum into town Saturday for a little nose at the Etsy wedding pop up at West Elm.
Realisation has kicked in that in 7 months time, I’ll be a Coates. Mrs Coates to you.