Essie has finally gone off to the trainer and it is time for me to start the process of getting myself ready to ride again. I have a tendency to worry about things, and in the past worry significantly affected my riding. Before pregnancy I had made great strides in overcoming the anxiety that had …
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Spirit
This post is all about my beautiful mare Esprit (meaning spirit in French) – or Essie as I call her. She is a very sassy, gorgeous (and she knows it) chestnut Quarab mare that I adopted in 2016 from Save A Horse Australia as an unbroken 3-year-old. I hadn’t meant to get a 14hh unbroken …
Early Days
I have been a bit quiet on the blog front the past few weeks as 2 weeks ago my son arrived. We named him Jack, weighing in at a sensible 2915g. He came on a glorious Sunday afternoon after a short but intense labor that started with the medical staff breaking my waters. We were …
Pelvic Floor Pointers
Ah, the old pelvic floor. We’ve heard a lot about this part of the body in recent times. I’m sure there wouldn’t be many women who aren’t aware they should be doing their “pelvic floor exercises”. How many of us actually do them is a question for another day. A quick reminder – what is …
I’m pregnant…do I ride?
I used to think the answer was no. In fact, I can recall a time a couple of years ago where I had a patient who was a rider and had just found out she was pregnant. She asked for advice and I remember recommending that she not ride during pregnancy. Looking back, I do …
A rude interruption…
This is not at all what I had planned to write about for my second post, but I thought it was worth writing down, if only so that I remember the lesson. So yesterday started off as a really nice day. I slept in, spent some time pottering about the house in the morning before …
Our family grows by one…
The journey of becoming a mum while being a rider Those two little lines that change everything. I can remember what I was wearing (a very daggy track suit), the type of day it was (a rainy Sunday), and what I was doing (arguing with my husband about something incredibly insignificant that I can no …