Maternity, My Life, Travel

The Opposite Of No…

My sincere apologies for my absence over the last week or so. I went back home to Brisbane for business (my HR hustle) and pleasure (my baby shower).

 Whilst I had an amazing time in Brisbane I didn’t realise how much flying in my third trimester and carrying on like I am not in my third trimester would leave me so exhausted. The perfectionist in me would not let me sleep without the baby shower preparations being just right. My day went something like this –  I would work my normal work day then at night I would be working on my baby shower with the help of my VERY patient mother. Together we would iron out every painstaking detail.

At the height of baby shower preparations this meant sleeping 10 hours over three days. I am not proud of that because its not good for me or the growing baby – but I could see the light at the end of the tunnel and sometimes you just have to do what you have to do.

My body taught me a valuable lesson. The lesson of the week has been ‘no good deed goes unpunished’. Eyes itchy and sore from lack of sleep and body just not wanting to participate –  in anything. I imagine lack of sleep being like having goon stalking you for a debt repayment, when you have missed just the one payment.

Now that I am back in Canberra I have been trying to repay the sleep debt I accumulated. My goon is relentless. In fact the other night after eating dinner I went to bed at 7pm, woke up at 3:30 for food intermission and then went back to bed until about 8am. I have never ever done this  – even in a previous life when I was nursing a hangover. Just goes to show how tired I was. In addition to the above have been sleeping for at least 10 hours a day – which is quite an achievement for someone like me who believes you sleep when you are dead. The thought of wrinkles or puffy eyes makes me sleep like a baby – vanity. The goon seems to be taking to easy now, I have just about paid back all my sleep debt.

With this post I share with you the only pictures I managed to take whist in Brisbane – with the  Brisbane sun out see how my skin glistens. It is also a new month and you will notice that I have switched  up my hair. I did it myself  -a painful 8 hours for this mama to be. I was feeling myself so you’re in luck I have even incorporated an ombre silver, grey under tone. The move is edgy. It is different. It is somewhat unexpected. It speaks confidence and in that confidence comes beauty.

Maternity Dress – ASOS, Nude Pumps – Wittner

 

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  • Reply Terese September 15, 2015 at 10:26 AM

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