I want to get away…

I’ve never really thought about moving away before. I don’t know if it’s because I’m approaching 30 or because I have a family of my own now but I’m fed up of living where I do. 

It’s not a bad area don’t get me wrong but it feels more crowded than it used to; for example – I park two roads away from my daughters school and walk the rest of the way because the traffic gets so bad on the actual school road, by 8.30am I’m lucky if I can get a parking spot…if I leave the car any further away I may aswell leave it at home and we’re not really within walking distance! Also, some of the teachers at my daughters school were my teachers when I was younger. When she started the school I found that to be a comfort but the older she’s getting I realise that I don’t want her life to be repeating mine.

I find myself scrolling through pages on rightmove at lovely houses in the country – but also not too far from the sea, with lots of land that the babies and I could plant vegetables in, bury a time capsule (lulus desperate to do this) have a little local school & a village pub on the green and maybe even keep a few chickens. Who have I become?! 😱

This one caught my eye…isn’t it gorgeous?! It looks like a cottage straight out of ‘the holiday.’ 


In my early 20’s my dream house used to be London penthouses, close to all the action and imagining living out my ‘sex and the city’ SJP lifestyle. I never moved into one of those and unless I win the lottery…I’ll probably never move into my dream house either but it does go to show that your tastes change alot as you get older. 

Until then, I’ll continue my search (just incase haha!) & keep watching homes under the hammer and location location location. Have any of you ever taken the plunge and moved away from where you grew up? Did you love it? Regret it? Move back? I’d love to know! 

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The name game…

Would you be brave enough to let your child name their new brother or sister? I’m all for unusual names but when Lulu suggested we call her baby brother YouTube…I had to draw the line! 

Apparently Hillary Duff’s son wants to call his new sibling Cofant Croissant – which sounds like the name of an excellent Bond villain or an evil step mother haha. I’d love to know how their little minds work to come up with some of these ideas. 

I do know someone who let their son name his new baby brother…luckily for them he picked the name Jack.

Some families have said they at least consider the suggestions made by their older children as they want them to feel more connected and not pushed out by the impending new arrival. With many of them going on to use the suggested names as middle names. Scary spice allegedly let her daughter Phoenix name her little sister, going for something a lot less unusual than her name, Maddison. 

When I was at school, I was the only student with my name. I loved it and now my daughter is the only one at her school with her name. 

Personally I think it’s nice to be different with your name choices and pretty much anything goes nowadays…but I definitely won’t be bringing a YouTube or Cofant into the world anytime soon.

Should’ve gone to specsavers…

My daughter was due her eye check so I made an appointment over the phone and popped along after school to specsavers. 

She was ‘star of the week’ at school this week which means we get to take this delightfully grubby little bunny teddy called Raggles everywhere we go…affectionately renamed by us as snot rag! 

Anyway, Lulu, snot rag and I arrived in good time for her appointment and perused the endless amount of glasses on display while waiting to be seen.


All the staff are friendly and accommodating and it’s not long before we’re seen. 

We were taken into one of the rooms where Lulu’s eyes were checked by using a mixture of little lights and a big machine that made the letters clearer or blurrier to get a good overall view on what she could see. 


I’m glad to report that both human and stuffed bunny both got glowing results in their eye tests and will not be needing glasses. The optometrist was lovely and really made Lulu feel at ease with all the checks & we will get another appointment for next year just to make sure everything is as it should be. 

If you’re thinking of getting an eye test for your child, look up specsavers online for your nearest store and booking info. I can’t recommend them highly enough! 🤓

Here ear…

The past three weeks have been a little bit of a nightmare. 

My daughter was booked in to have her ears pinned back, her first ever operation. She handled it wonderfully…no tears…no drama…mummy on the other hand had a full on Kim K cry face sob when she went under the anesetic. I wondered if I was doing the right thing, hoping everything would go to plan and I could have her back with me soon. 

Once she was under I was handed a little buzzer…you know the ones you get in the harvester?…I was told when she was awake the buzzer would go off and I could retrieve my child, which made me feel like I was waiting for a table not my baby lol! 

The operation is classed as a day case, so once she was awake, eating and drinking again she was allowed to go home.

After taking the bandages off, one ear looked more sore and redder than the other one – but that was the one that was more prominent so we thought nothing of it. She had no temperature, no pain, nothing so we just cleaned it everyday and hoped it was getting better.

When we went for her one week post op check up – we were told that they were not happy with the redder ear and she would have to be operated on again right there and then. I had the baby with me, no clothes or anything for Lulu and I was a bit shocked that my little girl was about to have her second anesetic & operation within a week. 

When she awoke the second time, she was sore and sad and that made my heart sink. I was also told that she would be kept in for a few days on strong iv antibiotics as the ear is a hard place for antibiotics to get too. The baby was not allowed to stay at the hospital so luckily we had lots of great family members on board to take it in turns with me as to who would stay what nights. I wanted to be with her all the time but also didn’t want to leave the baby for too long so it was difficult, the more children you have the harder it is to split yourself in these sorts of situations.

Anyway Lulu felt fab in herself following the op and I think started to get cabin fever stuck in the hospital with the lovely weather outside. It was almost one week after the second op, her ear looked great, she was doing really well and I was expecting them to say we could go home but they dropped another bombshell…they wanted her fasted from that evening to possibly have a third surgery in the morning. 

I lost it by this point. The thought of her having to have a third surgery in two weeks when she was making great progress really really upset me. Thankfully the next morning the surgeon came round and said her ears looked great and we could *finally* go home! Which was great timing as we had a holiday to Devon booked for the following day and she so needed the sea air and change of scenery. We’ve still got two weeks of oral antibiotics to get through and we’re not necessarily out of the woods yet but we’re on holiday…her ears look fantastic…her confidence has grown and she’s so happy with them…although I’ve been told I need to learn how to do plaits now haha! X 

To all of the wonderful nhs staff that looked after my baby and helped to calm my nerves…thank you 💗