Mother’s Day gift guide…

With Mother’s Day fast approaching – Sunday 31st March 2019 (how is it March next week?!) I’ve put together a little gift guide of some things I think would make any mums/nans day that extra bit special.

The first and one of the more unusual items I’ve found is a little blue plaque. London’s famous blue plaques link the people of the past with the buildings of the present – run by English Heritage, but if you’re not in the running for a real plaque… http://funblueplaques.co.uk/ have got you covered! You can personalise it to say anything you want so it’s quite a fun idea priced around £22 – I want one!

If you’re looking for something a little more pricey then https://www.poshtottydesigns.com/ have some gorgeous jewellery that can be personalised and it’s still not ‘break the bank’ expensive. I love the ring necklaces that you can have your children’s (or any) names printed on.

If you are addicted to instagram (like me) you have probably seen this lovely lady’s work in lots of instagrammers homes – https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/margomcdaidart Margo in Margate’s prints are simple, yet stunning and put a smile on my face every time I spot one.

Another great place to check out is https://www.artfinder.com/#/ I brought my mum a painting from here for her birthday and she adores it. It looks really expensive and only cost me £25 (with free delivery!) Thanks to sites like artfinder and new blood art (to name a few) https://newbloodart.com/ owning original art doesn’t have to come with the hefty price tag. They have pieces for all budgets and having brought from both sites I can assure you that it was a very easy process. The sites and artists keep you up to date with dispatch and delivery and since buying from artfinder I am regularly sent discount codes and informed about new paintings from my favourited artists. I currently have the discount code of ART-5QRDF if you wanted to use it. (This post is not sponsored – I wish it was) I’m not sure how long it’s valid for or what the limit is but if it works it’ll give you 15% off your first order.

(This is the painting I brought my mum – there’s loads of great artists on this site)

If money was no object…I’m sure a lot of us would love a Mulberry handbag, but having searched online Fiorelli https://www.fiorelli.com/blackout-event.html have got a great sale going on some of their bags right now and you could pick up an absolute bargain that looks so much more expensive…then we can tote baby wipes, snacks and toys in style haha!

If your budget is a little lower – a new book is always a winner, or you could make your own little pamper hamper with a book, a mug, a hot chocolate sachet, some bubble bath and a face mask – for example.

You don’t have to spend a penny to make the biggest impact, the best things I’ve ever received from my children are the homemade cards so there’s always that! (Unless you’re – a grown up…that might be a little awkward 😉😂) Whatever you’re up to…if you’re lucky enough to still have your mum – let her know how much she’s loved and I wish you all a wonderful Mother’s Day x

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Naughty or Nice?…

Do you do Christmas Eve boxes? It’s a tradition I started a few years ago in our house.

We use them as a ‘farewell’ present from the elves and if they get a box…they know they have been put on father Christmas’ nice list.

I used to put a Christmas movie in them but now with all the festive films you could wish to see readily available on Netflix, amazon and now tv (to name a few) I haven’t put one in.

This years boxes are made up of a new pair of pyjamas, a selection box, a few festive themed colouring books and pencils, a small present and a cuddly toy! My children are 7 and 1 and this works for both of their ages only with a small few changes like the baby has crayons instead of pencils.

I then wrapped everything individually in brown paper, drew a reindeer face on the front and then stuck on Pom poms for noses. A simple yet very effective decorating technique.

Once all the presents are in the box it looks like they have a lot, so it’s more exciting for them…but in reality everything in the box (apart from the pyjamas) was relatively inexpensive.

The colouring & activity books were from Poundland, the pencils & crayons were 50p each packet from wilko’s, the selection packs were 75p each from wilko’s, the cuddly toys were around £8/£9 each from tk max, the polly pocket was around £3.50 (in the Sainsbury’s sale) and the little bus was £1 from Poundland. Both pairs of pj’s were from gap.

If you do boxes – let me know what you put in yours. I can’t wait to see their faces when they open these, Christmas really is the most wonderful time of the year, especially when you have children x

Mean girls…

As it’s National ‘Mean girls’ day today…I thought this would be a perfect time to share my experience.

In my teens and *just* into my twenties I had been part of a big group of girl friends. We went on holidays together, laughed together and cried together. I loved having lots of friends, there was always someone there to talk to or give advice, always someone to meet up with if you were bored and I thought we’d always be friends. How wrong was I? 

Looking back on it now, it wasn’t as great as it seemed at the time. There was always bitchiness and jealousy among some of the group and girls would take sides with one and isolate the other etc. I always tried to stay neutral in those situations, I like everyone and anyone. I treat everyone with the same respect (sometimes more) than they give me, I was a lot softer by nature then, but now, if you cross me – You’ll know about it. 

That’s exactly what one of my *best* friends did. I was on holiday with another friend of mine and this so called best friend of mine slept with my *then* boyfriend! 

A friend out of our group told me what she’d done when we got back. I confronted her and she swore blindly that she hadn’t. I confronted him and he said the same. Naively, I believed them – either I was too young and dumb to see through them or they both deserve an Oscar. If she had come clean to me at the time and admitted it – it would’ve been him that I showed the door too, but she didn’t, she stayed quiet. She let me move in with this guy when she knew what they had done. 

He became more and more controlling and she became more and more distant (probably out of fear of me finding out the truth). So did the whole of the ‘gang.’ No one was there for me, no one was on my side. I was the one being isolated.

When I finally did see the light – after slip ups on both their parts – I spoke to her. I was crying, upset and I actually apologised to her! I wanted my girls back. Do you know what she said? ‘It’s too late for that, it just won’t work anymore, I don’t think we can be friends.’ She was the one in the wrong but somehow she was the one that got to keep all our ‘friends.’ She was definitely the ‘Regina George’ of our group! I was devestated (at first) but then I realised if they could just drop me like that, then they never really were very good ‘friends’ to begin with. 

So to sum up, do I miss my ‘sex and the city’ style girl gang? Sometimes yes…but overall no. I keep my circle a lot smaller these days with true friends who would – and have been – there for me in a crisis! Some girls can be so mean. So if you find yourself in a similar predicament, let those toxic people go…new people will come into your life and it’ll be even better than you could have ever imagined – you go Glen coco!! X 

What’s your emergency?…

Recently I’ve been teaching my six year old about what to do in an emergency. You hear these stories about the wonderful and brave children that have saved a parents, siblings or a friends life and although I hope she’s never in a situation where she has to do that – I want her to have an understanding of what to do if she is.

Firstly, I started off with 999 and told her if there was a fire, a burglar, someone was choking or hurt to call that number. She asked ‘How will I know who I need out of an ambulance, fire engine or a police officer?’ I said that someone would answer the phone and if you were unsure who you needed to just tell the operator what’s happened and they will send out whoever they think is most appropriate to deal with the situation you describe to them.

As many of us do, I have a password lock on my mobile phone and if I was unable or incapable of making the call she would have to do it. She knows my password but in a stressful situation she might forget it so I showed her how you can still make an emergency call on a locked I-phone.

Incase you were unaware, when you swipe to unlock your phone two options come up at the bottom corners, cancel or emergency. I told her to press on emergency and then (in an emergency) call 999. You can also set up your ‘Medical ID’ so if something had happened to you, a doctor or nurse etc would be able to contact whoever you had put as your emergency contact numbers and tell them where you were and if you were okay. You can also put down if you take any medications or are allergic to anything so they don’t give you any medication that could potentially do more harm than good.

I don’t know if six is too young to teach her this, I think you can gage for yourself whether you think your child is mature enough to know what you’re telling them and only use it in a life or death situation or whether they’ll start calling 999 every time you refuse to buy them a kinder egg while out shopping! But, in all seriousness I was trying to equip her with some potentially life saving knowledge as I know she can handle it.

I read recently that St John Ambulance are trying to get first aid taught to school children and I definitely think that should happen. You never know what’s around the corner and I think we should all be a bit more clued up on how to help people in any medical or emergency situation…You never know – it could just be your life they help save! x

All I ever wanted…

Have you seen the gorgeous Melimelo bags? There’s one that resonated with me so much. The slogan on it was ‘All I ever wanted was everything’ and I am so guilty of this. But what do you class as everything? Is anyone ever truly happy and satisfied with what they have? It’s human nature – we always want more.

When I was younger I used to think when I have the perfect house, car, clothes,figure and designer handbags coming out of my ears…that’s when i’ll have ‘made it.’ Approaching 30, renting, covering my lumps and bumps in primark leggings and barely being able to afford a gingerbread house – let alone the dream house on rightmove, I see now that that, in fact was not ‘everything.’

Seeing people I love, fighting just to stay alive, to have one more sniff of a loved ones head. To get oxygen into their lungs. To hear I love you one more time. You realise that however lovely it would be to have the materialistic items – none of it means anything really. You wont want to hug your designer shoes when the end comes, you wont be flicking through photo albums of your top spec cars, reminiscing about how much money you’ve spent over the years. It will be the people that you shared your life with, the ones you gave life too and the friends along the way…that’s who you’ll want there, that is what matters. Money may be able to buy you a certain amount of happiness but it cant buy you life.

I am very lucky to have been able to of had two beautiful children that I love with every atom of my being, I have a wonderful partner, mother, siblings and friends. My children have their health and I have mine to be able to look after them and watch them grow – and that, to me…is in fact – MY EVERYTHING.

To donate, or not to donate…that is the question

This week I signed the organ donation register and received my donor card. I’ve been meaning to do it for a long time & I’m  not quite sure what stopped me. Maybe it was my own morbid anxieties about the thought of not being here anymore and a ridiculous thought I used to have. I thought they wouldn’t try as hard to save me as someone who wasn’t on the list (Crazy right?!) but becoming a mother and knowing that if my babies (God forbid) or I ever needed a transplant we would accept one gave me the kick up the a** I needed to get on the list. What good would they be to me once I’m gone? The only thing I was unsure about donating was my eyes but after speaking to my mum she made a very valid point that at least I’d still be able to see the world…every cloud eyy?! 
I’m not trying to sway your decision by any means, it’s a very personal choice but if you are thinking about it – just do it. Someone very close to my heart is on that waiting list so I know how important donations are imagine leaving your legacy as a life saver 💗 

Mamia Mia…

My little man is 7 months now – I know, I can’t actually believe it, time flys by & I just wanted to write a post on something we have been using since day one, The Mamia products from Aldi. I have to admit when I had my first child – I was a bit of a pampers snob, nothing else would do but when I had Rocco someone brought us a pack of Mamia nappies so I thought we may aswell give them a go & we’ve not looked back. They hold a lot of liquid and I don’t need to worry for instance on a slightly longer car journey that he may have leaked out of it, they have been fab! We’ve since got the nappy bags and baby wipes which I love, I use them on everything; the baby, the car, my face – you get the gist lol! What I particularly love about the wipes is that the packet dispenses one at a time so when you’re up to your elbows in a poosplosion you don’t need to worry about picking them apart like other brands that all stick together and make the unpleasant task even harder to complete. They are so reasonable aswell – he’s on size 4 nappies now and I think we got a box of about 84 nappies for around £5 which is fantastic. So I just wanted to say if like me you’re a bit of a nappy snob – don’t be! x 

A lot has changed…

So I’ve come to the realisation that I haven’t been a great blogger recently (or ever haha!) but I am determined to change that. Since I last checked in – I’ve had another baby.

Rocco is now a bouncing beautiful 3 month old and my oldest child Lulu will be SIX in 14 days. I am so lucky to have one of each, they are wonderful and I feel so blessed to be their mummy. He’s already sleeping through the night but is now getting teeth so all that might change soon *Yawn* He’s also already growing out of 3 – 6 month clothing, but he was 11lbs 7oz born – so what do you expect?!

 

It’s a very, very…mad world…

Driving around Surrey today I was overwhelmed by the amount of police I saw. Whether they were on foot patrol or in vehicles – there was just so many. While it’s reassuring, I suppose, to see them – to me it was also a very sad sight and a prominent reminder of the danger we could all be in at any given moment. 

There are so many natural diseases, disasters or accidents waiting to cut us down in our prime and I know firsthand how absolutely devastating that is after loosing my wonderful step dad Mark this year to Multiple sclerosis. He was 52. So please, let’s stop killing each other. Without trying to sound too much like Miss World, the older I’m getting the more I want world peace. I don’t want to be scared every time I go on a bus, train, plane or even just leave the house. Life is so short. So precious. Cherish it. 

I never understand the people that say they don’t want to get old. If you were playing a computer game, reaching the highest level would make you the winner. It should be seen the same for age – I think it would be a wonderful prize to reach 80, 90, 100+ To see my babies have babies. Their babies have babies and so on. To see all these little humans arrive in to the world that wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for you. To see the world change, hopefully for the better and to see things through an older & more wiser set of eyes. You guys are the winners in this game called life a lot don’t even make it far past the starting post. Be proud. Be thankful – and tell me your secrets 😉 x