I should start this post by stating that I am the luckiest girl in the world that I have a financé who’s more than happy to cook for me. Constantly. And all despite my ever-changing dietary requirements.
There was always going to come a time where I forgot I was meant to be strictly following the Low-FODMAP diet. A time that would see me reach for a packet of Sensations Lime/Coriander Chutney Poppadoms that Al had snuck into the cupboard, and wolf down half of the contents, minus reading the label for ingredients.
Anxiety is a little fucker. Sorry for the swearing but for me, there’s just no other way to describe it.
Back in October I wrote a favourite blog post of mine, 10 Things About IBS That I’m Not Afraid to Share. I was overwhelmed by all the comments and Tweets that I received, so much so, I decided I’d recreate this post in video form just for the shits and giggles, and obviously the horrendous facial expressions. Enjoy!
It’s happening. I’m now two weeks into the FODMAP diet which means it’s about time I post about how the hell it’s going. And it’s going.
I have several problems with trousers. I can’t ever find a pair that fit my waist, hips and short legs. Nor can I find any that are roomy enough to allow for a little extra stretch when my IBS bloat requires. I basically need to live in elasticated waists. Enter today’s Want it on Wednesday.
If you’re reading the title of this post, scratching your head, thinking Low-FODWHATNOW, this post is for you. Because 6 months ago, I’d have been in the same boat and now I’m here to help you out.
On my 30th birthday I was keen to go out and celebrate but instead my IBS flared its ugly head and meant I only felt less anxious once we’d cancelled our plans and I’d instead sunk my bloated, cramping belly into a hot bubble bath. This routine has become more frequent than I’d like and each time leaves me feeling frustrated that I’ve had to cancel my plans with friends, again. This year, I’m taking Anna’s advice (aka All About the Balance) and will start being more kind to myself.
If, like me, you suffer with an overly anxious mind you’ll recognise the importance of self-care, especially around the busiest time of the year, Christmas. For me, it’s important to carve out time each week to unwind, de-stress and pamper myself. Whether you’re buying for yourself or a friend, these ten items will make that self-love process even better.
I am possibly the worst when it comes to self promotion, so stick with me here while I try to do just that in this post. You see, I’ve been nominated in the UK Blog Awards 2017 and I’m feeling a mixture of pretty chuffed, overwhelmed and darn excited. And now I need your help, it’s all about getting those votes in.