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› Salted Caramel Iced Coffee Review — My Old Obsession Is Back
I tried one of my old obsessions today and I can honestly say… the obsession is still very much alive.
I go through phases with iced coffee (and iced lattes), but right now I have around 30 cans of these sitting in my fridge.
Today I grabbed one and the second I took that first sip, I swear I could hear an angel choir singing — *hallelujah*.
I genuinely want to recommend this one to you guys. If you don’t enjoy drinking coffee black with just a splash of milk, and you like salted caramel, this might be for you.
I don’t know if this exact one exists where you live, but maybe you can find something similar.
Salted Caramel Iced Coffee
Rating: 9.5/10
The missing 0.5? The sugar.
Because of my diabetes, I can only drink one at a time. Back in the day, though… I could easily drink 10 of these in a day. -
› How I Stepped Out of My Comfort Zone Despite Body Insecurities
Stepping out of my comfort zone while struggling with body insecurities felt terrifying, but after 30+ hours awake, six bus rides, and a full day of parenting, I still challenged myself to do something scary.
Even with zero sleep, I still did something my son loves — riding the bus.
We went into town to buy my Propud for smoothies, berries, and other essentials, but also to help E practice his social skills.
Two stores, heavy backpacks, and significantly poorer later…
We came home with a toy for E, candy, Pepsi Max (yup, of course), six protein shakes for my smoothies, frozen mangoes and raspberries, a bag of chips, ice cream, bananas, nicotine pouches, on-the-go yogurt, an energy drink, and a can of Pepsi Max.
Let me count…
1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6.
Six bus rides in just two hours.
That’s honestly insane.
At the same time, I challenged myself by stepping way out of my comfort zone — which felt terrifying.
How?
I tied up my shirt so it became a cropped top, meaning I showed a bit of my stomach (see pictures), and I also went out wearing lace leggings.
I never show my stomach, so that alone was huge for me.
Funny enough, the leggings were actually too big for me, which is a pretty massive result of my ongoing weight loss journey — WOHO!
That gives me even more motivation to keep going and reach my goal.
At least E was happy, and I didn’t crash, so I’ll call that a win 🙌🏼
I can honestly say I’m pretty impressed that even after 30+ hours with zero sleep… I was still up and walking. -
› 32 Hours Awake: Sleep Deprivation, Parenting & Pure Survival Mode
32+ hours awake, one overenergized child, zero brain cells, and caffeine as a personality trait. Welcome to survival mode. 😄🖤💀
Guess what? I still haven’t gotten any sleep.
It’s currently 5 PM, and I can honestly say: I A M D E A D.
Not literally, but you get what I mean.
My son is still all over the place, full of energy, and I’m honestly jealous. If I had even one percent of his energy, I’d be happy.
Headache ✅
Sound sensitive ✅
Light sensitive ✅
I was hoping I’d at least get a nap during the day, but with my luck… I doubt it.
I need to keep E awake for the rest of the day, otherwise I’ll probably have another night like this, and my body and mental health honestly can’t handle that.
So here we go 😵💫 A few more hours to survive.
I’m praying he sleeps tonight because I have a super important meeting tomorrow that I absolutely need to attend.
I’ve officially been awake for 32 hours and 30 minutes… and I definitely feel it.How’s your day?
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› Sleep Deprivation Is Brutal: 3AM, Peppa Pig & A Massive Headache
What happens when your child wakes up at 11pm and refuses to sleep? Chaos!
Sleepless night.
Sleep deprived & massive headache.
Tired momma
So my son decided to wake up at 23.00 and here we are, around 3am. Watching Peppa Pig. Yes I let him watch TV just because M is sleeping and has to get up early to go to work.
I’m sitting on the couch, struggling with headache – light shifting from TV, the lamps in the window and the fan in the kitchen. All at the same time
While being up (I don’t sleep when my son is awake – no matter how tired I am) I deleted over 3k files on my phone – pictures. That’s crazy and I still haven’t gone through all the albums 💀 I don’t wanna know how many I have honestly.
On my old phone I always had around 10-15k in the gallery (pictures and videos) so right now I’m trying to declutter and save “just because I might need/use it for the future”. Na – be gone crap! To the trash bin you go!
I wonder if I will be able to stay awake the whole day till tomorrow’s bed time. That will be a challenge, that’s for sure! -
› Chaotic Thoughts, Expensive Medicine & Pepsi Max Addiction
Not every day is productive — some days are just survival mode.
The struggle is real today. Another day has come to an end and I have actually been struggling a lot with my head. So many chaotic thoughts, mental struggle and all that shebang.
Today hasn’t been much other than I went to the drugstore and got my new medicine. Ridiculously expensive! 3907 SEK! That is 353€ and/or $402. This will be the price for me MONTHLY 💀 I almost passed out (not literally) when I saw the amount.
Holy h*ll!
I also went to the supermarket. I was only going there to buy French fries but I left the store with 8 bottles of Pepsi Max and the French fries.
I know – Emma… you just bought a lot of Pepsi Max..yes, yes I did but .. a girl can never have enough. Plus it was on sale/campaign so .. why not? 😅💀 I think i need to enter a rehab for Pepsi Max addiction. Like no joke (joking at the same time).
Oops.
Bulgaria trip; I have started to pack. I know, 3 weeks-ish till the bon voyage but me, ADHD and chaotic memory need to do this. But today I only fixed the travel bottles with essentials I need. I haven’t brought the suitcase up from the storage room yet but if I know myself, it will come up to my beloved bedroom within a few days. Oops! 😇
My mental struggle today has been that I haven’t had energy. Also talking with the doctor about my meds made me exhausted. So much information I had in a 3-minuteo call. Crazy. So I have a migraine right now – not only because of the phone call but the stress around everything.