Pre-kids, I'd devoured every book I could get hold of that could prepare me for parenthood, I'd seen the movies (two pushes and it's out) and completed an NCT crash course on a weekend with my husband.
I've noticed recently whilst chatting to several close mummy friends of mine that we're often drawn into the topic of having more kids.
That and endless adulation over Harvey Specter from Suits. Drool! Maybe he's the one making our ovaries go into overdrive.
The title of this blog post might sound a little silly as what follows is an answer to a question not usually, if ever come to think of it, is asked of me (no doubt because I'm pretty well known for my deep, unwavering love of blogging and vlogging) yet it's one I want to document, for me as much as for you.
I'm admittedly a born worrier which to my surprise seems to be shock other people as several, particularly recently have remarked how chilled, upbeat and positive I am. Glass half full kind of person. Which I am. Yes I am. Bar PMT week but I as with most people are a complex being.
You can be the life and soul and still worry incessantly.
As a blogger, I'm photography-obsessed, I love to shoot myself and vlog (I'm a former film director) but I'm also lucky that I have my very own personal photographer too in my husband, Peter.
I wrote this post yesterday but ironically my day was so bad, I went to bed early and didn't get around to posting. I can laugh about it now as today is most definitely a new and much brighter day, but yesterday, yesterday sucked BIG TIME.
Welcome to my Wonderful Women series featuring (yup you've guessed it) a whole lot of wonderful women. This week I'm speaking to Rebecca Schiller who is a writer, campaigner and occasional doula whose work centres around women's rights in childbirth.
She's CEO of the high-profile human rights in childbirth charity Birthrights, writes freelance for The Guardian, The Pool and others and her latest book Why Human Rights in Childbirth Matter was published in September.
There are Cornish views as I type this – except it is dark because who has time to blog during the day in half term! Holidays in Cornwall filled with pasties, ice creams, fudge and cream teas and grandparents primed to spoil equal joy for my children and despair for their dietitian mum!
The last few months have seen me take on a new way of eating, nothing faddy, just a return to consistently eating well, sensibly and healthily for the most part with treats in moderation. And guess what? I feel flipping fantastic.
I'm utterly obsessed with bold accessories: statement necklaces, tasselled earrings, gold chunky bracelets-you know the drill-my dressing table quakes with the weight of it all, my husband is confused why I need one more pair of hoops (what does he know?) But I have to admit to a bit of a chequered past when it comes to shades.
I ticked one of my wishlist boxes a few weeks ago when I bought myself a Range Rover Evoque, a car I've loved a long while and feel so incredibly excited about.
