Glenisk Vanilla Banana Bread Muffins – A healthy snacktime treat!

Feeding a toddler is definitely not as easy as it could be. Instead of flavour of the month, his likes and dislikes change by the hour. The only thing consistent is his love of apples, and just because I’ve said that he’s bound to hate them by tomorrow morning. This means I’m constantly on the hunt for new ways to get nutritious, tasty food into the boy; a feat that is harder than I thought it would be. Read More

New Year, New Me?

IMG_3002.JPGI’ve written before about my relationship with food, weight and body image. After my pregnancy with E, I was left at the biggest I’ve ever been and felt like absolute crap. Jeans shopping was more traumatic than normal and my new shape made me want to cry when I looked in the mirror. I looked at other mothers walking around with their buggies (some of them jogging) and wondered how they did it, how they attained their gorgeous figures with tiny babies, how they found time to exercise and cook clearly healthier meals than I was. I listened to person after person tell me how breastfeeding was the key to the super weight loss and felt even worse about my failure as a watering hole for my son. In hindsight I realize that the onset of post natal depression did play a lot into the hands of this. I felt horrible, ugly, like my son would be ashamed of me, that my partner would clearly want someone better, thinner, less whale-like. It wasn’t a good time.  Read More

Foodie Friday: What am I doing?

Today, in between getting lashed rain on and winding up in my pj’s in bed watching Bob the Builder (what a man, keeping my demon distracted and SILENT for fifteen minutes!), I found myself watching a documentary on women’s relationship with food in Ireland. It was broadcast on RTE this week so I found it on their player, and found myself drawn into it as its something which has been prevalent in my mind of late.  Read More