My special baby boy has just crawled his first, gallant 30 centimetres. There were tears, a snagged nappy and several toys flung aside in the process; but he did it. Those 30cm are the equivalent of 13 miles to me. He has inspired me in many ways; one manifestation of that desire is to help other children...

The Children's Society do amazing and unique work helping disadvantaged children and victims of violance, abuse or neglect. Any donation to help them would be greatly appreciated and will go a long way to help change someone's precious childhood... http://www.childrenssociety.org.uk/

On a lighter note, I don't fit any of my fabulous outfits in my wardrobe. Sigh. I've had a few people laugh at me when I've mentioned that I'll be running a half marathon. Well, 13 miles goes something like this... two miles of enthusiasm, three of pain, four of sickness, one in vain, two more to prove me right and more to prove you wrong.

With my beautiful girls Sarah and Nola miles in front, I'll complete this run with my mascara streaming down my cheeks, my sports bra threatening to snap and my neon trainers coated in northern mud. That'a girl!