Here, lately, I've been all about my body. How I don't feel good in mine right now and how I hate myself in all of my clothes and blah blah blah.

But fear not, I joined a new gym. And it's on. Really on. I'm doing classes I don't love because they're harder than is comfortable for me. And the key with exercise? It should be uncomfortable. To see results, it should make you wish you'd never been born about 10 minutes in. I know, I know, walking is great exercise and just move for 30 minutes a day – yes, you have to start somewhere. But I only have 5 kilos to lose. And they are made up of cupcakes and brownies that I could not stop baking (and inhaling) for the last 6 months. Anyone who has been here knows that those last 5 are a bitch to lose.  And I am 36 years old. Walking around the block after dinner ain't going to cut it.

So it's on. And I feel better for it. I look at the photo above and I can see the roundedness of my body (and the skinny arm/stomach suck pose that works MIRACLES, people) and I love it, I don't necessarily want to lose it but I want to tighten this little mother up. Working out makes me feel good and a tight little bod will be a very welcome cherry on top.

Oh and stay tuned. 25 October was I Heart My Body day and I am totally going to participate in that….a few days late. I think we've all become accustomed to the way I am on time with exactly nothing. Sigh. In the meantime, follow the above link to read amazing stuff by those who posted their pieces ON TIME.

And now, while we're on the topic of bodies, I wanted to send you over to read about my beautiful friend, Mad, and the amazing transformation she has undergone…almost accidentally. She was beautiful, she is still beautiful but a mere slip of thing now after embracing the gym and keeping an eye on her calorie intake. She is hugely inspirational to me.

And then, read this. We had our second children quite close together, both born under the Chinese sign of the Ox and we have both marvelled and despaired in equal measure at the parenting curveball my Zig and her Pie have thrown. If you can relate, why not drop her a line (aka comment crack – bloggers live for that shit!) and let her know she ain't alone.

And this coming week, in the land of The Little Mumma, it is Giving Week. I have recently been energised by the power of doing good and I want to share it with you. So this week, expect Little Daily updates that hopefully inspire you to make a difference to someone in need.

Big Love from this Little Mumma.