Confession time. My name is Heather and I am irrationally obsessed that I am going to turn into a porker. Underneath this cool, mummy façade is a manic struggle to eat less and do as much exercise as I can pack into the day (whilst still endeavoring to be the best mummy I can possibly be!).

“My god!” you say. “You must be super skinny, verging on anorexic?” Erm, no.

This is because my obsessive want to be slim side is cruelly countered by a “I love a party so pass me the vino, salty snacks and cheese board and don’t dilly dally whilst you are doing it” side. I’m therefore cursed with constantly starving myself, gorging myself or chastising myself for being weak and letting myself down. I’m a joy to live with I can tell you! It drives the leading man bananas as it turns out (unsurprisingly) that men are not so much about the super skinny and are quite happy with you as you are as long as you are not certifiably insane. Which, following several years of the above, he is beginning to question.

Anyway, the point to these ramblings is that I am going to endeavour to get my ying and yang (whatever they are) in check and try to secure some balance in my life with a new focus on “healthy living” and not just for me, I going to share this joy with all the family. I want to give them the tool kit for happiness so they can be confident, and comfortable, with their health and fitness.

So, it’s going to be reduced sugar, healthy eating and non-ipad based activities for all. It’s going to be like that Large Family children’s book, A Piece of Cake (see next book review). It is going to be… hell?