Every month before the dreaded red days I give myself a pep talk. I tell myself that despite the back ache, the burning hips, the tummy cramps, the sore head, the tiredness and absolute foul moods DO NOT let it get the better of you Lauren! Do not!
And every month I feel uplifted by my pep talk and think “yeah I’ve got this!” I’m gonna take the bull by the horns, metaphorically speaking of course. I’ll deep clean the house, get all the washing done, prep meals, stay hydrated, stay motivated.
Then it’s comes and I break. I’m angry, I’m impatient. I’m snappy and I literally give zero fucks. I AM HULK!
So what do we do on days like this?
We pick an outfit from the wardrobe on the bedroom floor. We scrape our hair back in a bun. We feed our children a nutritious meal of chocolate and crisps. Then, and this is the best part, we take our clan to the nearest indoor soft play and stay there til closing time!
So maybe that’s it. That should be the advice I give to myself. Leave the house, eat shit and take the kids out!