Today is Day 3 of Blogtober 2017-and the theme is….CAR!
This one could’ve been a tricky one to write about-I don’t drive, and to be honest, I don’t particularly like cars!
Let me explain more….. Continue reading “#Blogtober17 ~ Day 3 ~ Car”
This one could’ve been a tricky one to write about-I don’t drive, and to be honest, I don’t particularly like cars!
Let me explain more….. Continue reading “#Blogtober17 ~ Day 3 ~ Car”
Before I continue, I’d like to point out, we don’t own a flash car-it’s a Renault Laguna. It makes funky noises (not good funky) when you turn it on/move it/turn it, it doesn’t look amazing, and it’s quite old.
However, it is our car, and, we have reasons we love it so much.
Without Kye tackling his travel sickness, there’s also keeping his little sister occupied with him for the hours and hours that we’re going to be on the road!
We’ve only ever been in the car for a maximum of 90 minutes before, so I’ve literally zero idea about entertaining them for any longer than that!
Because of this, I asked my lovely blogger friends for their tips and tricks on handling the long journey! Continue reading “Long Car Trips-Tips and Tricks for a Happier Journey”
Yep, you read right, I’ve diagnosed myself with the lesser known infliction, Passenger and Pedestrian Road Rage, or PPRR for short. Continue reading “Passenger (and Pedestrian) Road Rage-Do You Have It?”
5:30am. I’m awake-my day can start now yeah? MUMMYYYYYYY MUMMYYYYY. Oh god daddy’s coming instead. He’s not got a clue how to handle me at this time in the morning. He said mummy is sick so she can’t come in. NOOOOOO I WANT TO GET UUUUUUP! Eurgh, he’s closed the door and left me here-I’ll call mummy again. MUMMYYYYY. Yay here she comes! Oh wait she’s sick?! Now I feel bad. I’ll go back to sleep for her.
7:30am. I actually feel better for more sleep. Who knew! It doesn’t matter though because I’ll forget tonight and do it all again tomorrow anyway.
Right BREAKFAST TIME!
Daddy is asking what I want. I think I want toast with honey but I might deliberate over my decision for a minute. Ooh I know what I could have-Weetabix! We don’t have any, but I could get cross about that then settle for honey on toast anyway!
7:45am. Breakfast was lovely-although it did go really cold really quickly. I genuinely don’t understand it. I couldn’t have been talking for more than half hour in-between bites!
Daddy took my plate out, then just as he sat back down I asked for some juice. I don’t get why he looked so irritated?
8:30am. Is it lunchtime yet? I asked Daddy and he said we’ve only just had breakfast. So I asked for a snack. He said we’d just had breakfast.
I don’t get it-my Brother doesn’t ask when it’s lunchtime or ask for snacks. Does he never get hungry?!
OOH stickers-I’ll play with those.
8:40am. I’ve stuck the stickers all over the floor and now I’m bored. I’ll leave them here and I think go and ask Daddy if it’s lunchtime yet…..
Daddy said it’s not lunchtime for another 2 and a half hours. So I cried. Lots.
9:00am. I’m going to go see Mummy. Daddy said she’s having a lie in because she’s sick but she’ll want to see me.
9:05am. Mummy wasn’t overly talkative this morning. A limp hand on my back while I’m draped over her isn’t really my idea of a cuddle. God knows why she wasn’t all excited to see me!
10:00am. Ooooh we’re going for a walk in a little while, Mummy just told me (she seems to be happy to talk now). I really want to go, but decided not to let her know that, so instead I cried and said I didn’t want to go.
She told me that it was fine and I could stay home alone.
I dropped the crying really quickly and said I’d like to go-I don’t want to be on my own!
I think instead I’ll just moan while we’re out instead.
10:30am. Mummy’s been trying to get me to come up to the bedroom to get ready. I’m busy! This Lego won’t tip itself out and be left in the middle of the floor you know!
10:45am. Mummy said she’d take me out in my pyjamas and I’d get cold, so I’m getting changed. And when I say I, I mean I. I’m making her let me do it. So here goes!
11:15am. I’ve managed both my socks and one leg, half into my trousers. This getting dressed lark is harder than I had considered! Mummy, Daddy and my Brother are sat waiting for me. Mummy has offered to help LOADS. No Mummy-I can do this!!!!
11:17am. Mummy got me dressed. She’s like some kind of ninja and I could see how much she wanted to do it so I let her.
(I did put my own shoes on though-win!).
11:25am. I’m in the car. Only two minutes ago, I was screaming about going into the car seat-and I did a really good impression of a rigid banana! Now I’m happily singing to the Moana soundtrack.
11:28am. I’ve just heard Mummy and Daddy say something about me being Jekyll and Hyde-not a clue what that is but I reckon it’s something lovely!
12:00am. We’re finally here. I asked constantly in the car if we were there yet-but for some reason it didn’t speed things up and everyone just seemed irritated. Mummy gave me and my Brother lunch in the car. I managed to talk through that too.
12:03am. I’m now walking. Mummy brought the pushchair “just in case”. I’ve already told her I won’t need it. I’m going to walk everywhere!
12:05pm. Arghhhh my legs! My little sore, tired legs! I’m going to cry this one out. I’m NOT going in the pushchair!
12:07pm. I’m in the pushchair. Don’t judge me! I was tired! What baffles me is how Mummy knew I’d need it-i asked her. She replied “Mummy just knows”. Well that doesn’t explain anything!
1:00pm. I’ve had fun! I kept making Mummy stop pushing me to get out then back in the pushchair. They walked a lot, I didn’t!
Perfect afternoon really! I’m also SO tired. It must’ve been all that walking!
1:05pm. Mummy said to snooze in the car. I didn’t even want to get in the car. I wanted to walk more. So I cried-LOTS. I’ll show her, I don’t want to snooze in the car.
2:30pm. What the hell! I literally just woke up. I fell asleep in the car and didn’t even wake up when they took me in the house.
I must’ve been really tired. At least it was my decision to snooze-not Mummy’s.
4:00pm. I’ve had a lovely couple of hours. All my toys are out. I’ve barely played with them, just sat amongst them all, watching TV.
I also had a couple of rows with my Brother, and asked 28 times, when dinner is going to be.
4:02pm. Daddy just asked what I’d like for dinner. I’ve told him I don’t want any dinner. He said he’ll choose then.
4:30pm. Dinner is ready! It smells so good! But I am going to assume there’s something in it I don’t like.
4:35pm. My brother is eating his dinner so they’ve probably only put something bad in mine. I’m not eating it!
5:00pm. I’ve cried. I’m not proud of myself but they actually told me I couldn’t have pudding?! What?! Why?!
5:30pm. Oh wow-dinner and pudding were amazing. Had to eat without everyone else though, they eat WAY too fast!
6:00pm. I’m so tired again! What is wrong with me! I’ve got a sneaky suspicion there WAS something bad in that dinner, and it’s making me sleepy!
6:05pm. I’ve asked Daddy when it’s bedtime.
He’s said soon. That’s not good enough! I’m exhausted! Can he not see how tired I am?!
6:07am. I’ve cried at him again. I told him how desperate I am to go to bed-he’s still not taken me!
6:30pm. I’ve spent the last 23 minutes doing my absolute best to get Daddy to take me to bed.
He’s just said it’s bedtime. I’m actually not that tired. I’ll stay up I think.
6:35pm. Daddy has carried me upstairs-how demeaning! I just wanted to stay up!!! I’m not even tired!
I’ll show him!
6:40pm. I didn’t want to brush my teeth-I cried.
6:45pm. Daddy asked me to choose a bedtime book. I’ve managed to drag it out for 10 minutes. I’m not tired!!!!
6:50pm. I’ve got a book. Daddy said if I took any longer I’d have to go to bed without a bedtime book. So I’ve got one now. I’m still not tired though!
6:57pm. The book is finished. Daddy’s trying to convince me that it’s time for bed now. What is wrong with him-I’M NOT TIRED!
7:00pm. I kicked the covers off twice but Daddy said he’d just leave me without them on if I didn’t settle down. So I’m now tucked up. I’ve told him I’m not tired again and he said that’s fine I can just lay here until I am. As he tried to leave I remembered I needed all of my night lights on. And my nose wiped. And I need another wee.
7:05pm. He’s gone now. I’m going to stay awake-I’m really not tired. I’m really not tired! I’m really not ti…………
The Tale of Mummyhood
As it’s Friday the 13th I thought it a perfect opportunity to post a blog about superstitions.
Personally, I don’t think I have any major ones, especially not ones I do, so I don’t have bad luck (I have enough of that without adding superstitions into the mix).
I don’t walk under ladders. Not because of getting bad luck, but because I already have such bad luck I would probably end up with something (or someone) falling on me!
One thing I have always done-not because of superstition, more routine, is making a wish when I blow an eyelash off of my finger! I’ve done it for as long as I can remember!
Because I don’t have any proper superstitions of my own, I once again called on my lovely fellow bloggers to hear about theirs!
It turns out, saluting magpies is actually a really common one!
Nikki from Yorkshire Wonders, Becky from The Family Beehive, Nicola from All Things Spliced, Siobhan from The Baby Boat Diaries, Elaine from Entertaining Elliott, Kristine from Max and Kai and Deborah from Country Heart and Home, all salute magpies!
Additionally to their magpie saluting, Siobhan from The Baby Boat Diaries and Carly from
Mummy and the Chunks, won’t walk across three drains in a row-and Siobhan won’t walk under ladders.
Smashing mirrors is another superstition-Carly from Mummy and the Chunks also has this one, and crossing on the stairs seems to be a common one, shared by Deborah from Country Heart and Home and Tracey from Kidz Cruises.
Deborah also won’t cross knives-not one I’ve heard of before, or open umbrellas indoors.
Laura from Five Little Doves never puts new shoes on the table!! She said she’s so super panicky about it, especially because her children always plonk things down wherever they want to. She’s not even sure where her superstition came from but she just won’t risk it!
Alex from Better Together Home is actually really superstitious! If she gives someone a purse or wallet she always puts money in. She never sweeps towards the door, if she spills salt, she throws a pinch over her shoulder and she’d never have dried flowers in the house!
Laura from The DRM Project has a bit more of an odd one! She was always told never buy or drive a green car because they’re bad luck!
Talya from Motherhood The Real Deal, has a bit of an odd one that came from her family, that when you sneeze three times in a row you then have to pull your earlobes!
On another note, Rochelle from Twinkins, stopped having superstitions, because she realised they were making her go crazy. One that has stuck with her though, is not putting her handbag on the floor, because that meant you’d never have money!
To conclude, a little clip from The Office (US Version), sent to me while crowd sourcing for this blog, from the very “un-superstitious” Adam over at AT Tech Reviews!
Thanking everyone that helped and took part in this blog-it was once again very enlightening!
The end of 2016 is finally here, and I know most people will be happy to see the back of it.
I feel like the news has been full of celebrity deaths, terrorism and crazy politics (let’s not go into Brexit or Donald Trump).
For me, in this “end-of-year blog”, I’m focusing on my personal and work life. It’s been a busy old few months for me and Mayflower Blogs, and I thought it a perfect time to round up on the last 365 days!
~Becoming a media and website volunteer for The Miscarriage Association. Those roles give me more of a chance to make a difference, and to help others in what they’re going through.
The Miscarriage Association help so many women get through what is possibly the worst experience of their lives. I’m proud to work alongside them, and, their constant support and help with my experiences, are something I will never forget or take for granted.
~The Mummy He Used To Know was one of the most read of my posts this year, and actually one of The Miscarriage Association’s favourites!
~In October I decided to buy my own website, and start my blog up again with my .com name. It was a risk, but it paid off, and the success from it has just been amazing since taking the plunge!
~Last month I attended my first London Press Event, with the lovelies from Yours Clothing, and, although I battled through an anxiety attack on the way there (which you can read about here-My Date in London, with Anxiety), they all made me feel super welcome, and I am so grateful for opportunities like that.
I then had a meeting with another lovely lady from The Marlowe Theatre in Canterbury within a week of the London event, and, after showing her my work and explaining my reasons behind blogging, I’m now going to be invited to press events at the theatre too.
As I said to both of those companies, during both the meeting, and event in London, I haven’t been doing this for long. A year and a half seriously, but I’ve been really busy this last 6 months, with lots of reviews, blog posts and campaigns, I am still technically a beginner-and beginners all start from the same place. We all need a starting chance and companies to showcase our work off to, and we build from there! If no one ever gave you a chance, you’d get no where-so I thank everyone I’ve worked with in the past, and that I’m scheduled to work with in the future, for that!
~A massive positive, and an amazing Christmas present, was being nominated for the Tommy’s Mums Voice Award (you can see how to vote for me here-Mayflower Blogs has BIG news!)
To be honest, this is really the most amazing thing that has happened this year, not just because it’s a nomination for an award, but because of the reason I’ve been nominated.
As previously mentioned, my reasons behind blogging are to make a difference. Not like global world peace kind of difference-I wouldn’t profess to be so powerful!
5 years ago-I started on a journey that would see me battle through not just losing three babies, but a lonely, devastating time, with no aftercare from medical professionals who were supposed to help me, and mental health issues that came from the trauma I’d been through.
Those days, the darkest, worst days, inspired me to write about my issues, to stop the stigma attached to mental health issues, to start making a change for women who have been through the same as me. Mainly though, to make just one person,who was feeling as alone as i felt, feel less alone,
To be nominated for an award for those reasons, mean more to me than anything else.
I will continue on that journey, attempting to make a difference, regardless of the outcome of the awards in March.
Personally, the year has been full of up and downs (life seems to always be like that though!)
~The usual money worries, exacerbated by our car failing it’s MOT on 13 parts the month before Christmas, and my husband having issues at work really got us down for a bit. We’re so grateful for our family’s help in these horrible times.
The same old school run dramas, that have finally settled down, after I had a massive social media clear-out, and found a new frame of mind with regards to what/who got to me and what/who didn’t, have made me a stronger person-I’m actually so grateful for things like this, because they teach me what’s important, and what to focus my energy on!
~In June I lost my Uncle to Bowel Cancer, and in all honesty, this was probably the worst part of the year. It all happened so fast-one day he was being diagnosed, then starting chemo, then suddenly he’s being rushed into hospital for an emergency operation and ends up on life support. He never regained consciousness, and, holding his hand, I sat at his bedside while the machines were switched off and he went to join his parents in heaven. This was, once again, something I learnt from and something I battle through daily, but something I will never ever regret.
~As usual, my children continue to make me proud, and excel in all they do-they’re always the reason I am who I am. I imagine without them, life would be a much
quieter duller place, and I think I’d not have as much motivation for things if they weren’t here to give me a reason to get up each day.
My son, currently in his last year of infant school, is just amazing at pretty much everything. He’s not perfect, he’s got his mothers temper on him sometimes, but the majority of the time, he’s amazing.
His sister, our little rainbow, continues to copy her brother in all he does-and, although her temperament is nothing like his, her mind, and abilities are just the same. She starts nursery next week, and, although my anxiety is through the roof, thinking she isn’t ready, I’m sure, as usual, she’ll prove me wrong and flourish, just as her brother did. (If not, well, at least I’ll have some blog material!)
~A massive mention in this blog, has to go to my Husband. His constant support, love and faith in me has literally known no bounds this last year, especially in this last few months. He believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself, and I’m able to talk through any issues or concerns I have, professionally or personally, and know he will always think I can do anything. He says he’s proud of me, and, although I don’t take compliments easily, this means more to me than he’ll ever know.
~For the first time in a long time, I finally feel like I am making people proud. Of course, there’s still some who don’t see what I’m doing as a “proper job”, or see me failing or giving in, but those are the people that don’t matter to me. The people the do matter, are the family, and friends, that see how hard I work, how much passion I have for what I do, that see the talent I have for writing, that mean the most to me.
I think I’ve finally realised who is there for me, and who will always be there for me. I will continue on my journey with that in mind, and not make too much space in my head for thinking of the ones that don’t deserve my time.
Professionally, I’m just going to continue with what I’ve been doing!!!! I’ve enjoyed everything with the blog so far, and I’ve worked really hard the last 6 months to get it to be as successful as it currently is. As long as it never becomes a chore, or something that takes me away from my family, I’m going to enjoy it! I don’t have resolutions, they’re just too much pressure-I’ll just take each day, and each blog post as they come, and enjoy whatever comes my way this year.
Personally, less sadness and stress, and more money and happiness would be lovely! But once again, without control of what happens each day I can only live it, learn from it, and move on from it.
I hope to be able to manage my anxiety and depression a little better, and with my littlest Mayflower starting nursery next Tuesday, I think I’ll have a good go at battling them sooner rather than later!
With the support I have from those closest to me though, I know I’m in good company no matter what 2017 throws at me!
Whatever your goals/resolutions/wishes are for your 2017, I hope you’re happy, healthy (and stick with me through it all too!)