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LATHER ME UP || It’s what I look forward to every weekend. A partially uninterrupted lather of dove body wash (that stuff smells so good)! A slather of body lotion/bio oil for the beast of a bump, and a desperate face mask in an attempt to strip the years from my face! 😬😂 - I’m yet to find a face mask that does exactly what it says on the tin but I feel blumin lovely. I’m really trying to make an extra effort to use bio oil this time round to minimise the old tiger strips. - Hope you all had a lovely weekend! 💗 let’s not think about Monday too much and just enjoy a lazy Sunday evening 👌🏼🙌🏼 - - - #weekend #parentingwin #selfcare #mumtime #makemelookyounger #biooiluk #biooil #babybump #23weekspregnant

MUM, HERE’S A BUCKET OF ZERO FUCKS || A day ago I posted a series of stories about a friendship that had evaporated into thin air ever since Dylan was born which both upset me and frustrated me. I don’t have many female friendships purely because half the time I never know where I stand with people who are able to brush a friendship aside by not speaking to you, not once asking how a sick member of the family is or not including you in meet ups. The support was incredible from my stories but it has also saddens me to know that so many of you have or are going through a similar situation, so I will hopefully try to help you all as you have helped me. - Anyone who dulls your sparkle is not worth your time and energy. Anyone who makes you self doubt your personality or makes you consistently sad knocking your confidence, is not worth a single breath. Anyone who doesn’t make you feel good, fuck them off. A good friend will meet up with you regardless of whether you have children or not, don’t hide the best and biggest parts of your life, they aren’t baggage! - Parenting is hard, friendships shouldn’t be. In the words of my sister, and I quote; - ‘Maybe it's time to accept that you two aren't friends anymore... it's not personal, she's just changed.’ - It’s like a break up at first but already I feel like a weight has been lifted not having to worry about what I might have done wrong. I have my parents and my immediate family to channel my love and time into, I don’t need more drama and that is why Dylan here has reminded me that the wheelbarrow he’s giving me should always contain zero fucks when it comes to self preservation. In this ironic photo he’s reminded me what’s important. Him. And that’s how I’ll end it. Thank you once again for such wonderful messages! 😘 - - - #friendshipafterchildren #brokenfriendships #newmum #oldmum #somewhereinbetweenmum #friendsforever #parenting

DROP EVERYTHING || Unless you’re holding a baby then probably best not to drop that... 😬 - Having a new baby, whether it’s your first, second or third is hard. No manual can prepare you for the onslaught of vomit, follow-through fart explosions, snot, dribble, custer feeds (both bottle or boob) and the endless mind games as to why your child is crying (it’s like a game of charades with a toddler sometimes and with a newborn your just walking in the dark totally winging it). It’s so easy to forget who we are and lose our sense of identity which can totally make us feel isolated within the whirlwind of parenthood. - I crave time to myself and in the early days I felt guilty having that time. I would discredit myself as mother at the selfishness of taking some time out when I knew there was household chores to be getting on with and a baby to pander over every minute of the day, but why? Why are we made to feel that having time to ourselves isn’t allowed? Where did these invasive thoughts of being a selfish mother come from? Is it expectation? Social media? Whatever it is and wherever it’s come from roll it into a ball and slam dunk that shit into the rubbish bin, lock the damn thing and ignore it. Self care is priority number one. Happy mum = happy baby. TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE of any moment of calm in your household whether that’s feet up during nap times or walking out the electronic nanny also known as CBeebies and tablet time 👌🏼. Forget the housework, get yourself a cuppa and sit the fuck down. The housework will be there once you’ve have a little time to recharge the batteries, it’s going nowhere so don’t stress over it. If you make one new rule for yourself this week make it the Mum Guilt Management rule. Manage the mum guilt and say to yourself, ‘I do an incredible job as a mother.’ Say it over and over until you push that shitty mum guilt out of your mind. Then go grab that cuppa and put your feet up, you deserve it you utter superstars! ⭐️💫✨🌟 #mumguiltmanagement #mumguilt #selfcare #mentalhealth #mumlife #yourworthmorethanyouknow #takeabreak #mummydiaries #parentingishard #rechargeyoursoul #parentingishardwork

SUNDAY || 💠 Stay in Pjs all day ✅ 💠 Watch all the cooking shows ✅ 💠 Eat ‘lunch’ on sofa (snacks) ✅ 💠 Fall asleep on sofa with duvet ✅ 💠 Have nothing planned for the whole day, embrace the bed head hair and cushion crinkled face while thinking about your next snack attack fix ✅ - SUNDAY - today we will be doing sweet FA and that’s just fine with us! 😘 Enjoy the day whatever your doing and happy Sunday to you all 🙌🏼😘 - - - #slowsunday #mumlife #snailspace #mumandsontime #duvetdaysunday #duvetday #toddlerlife

NO SUCH THING AS A PERFECT PARENT? I DISAGREE || Remember, a perfect parent is a parent who loves their children. Who cares for them when they are sick, who teaches them the difference between right and wrong, who disciplines them to make them understand the consequences of their chosen actions. It’s a parent who will go to the ends of the earth to make their family happy and will warm their children’s heart with a simple a cuddle. - Remember, a perfect parent is not someone who keeps a tidy home, it’s not someone who dresses snappy and dons a pristine hairstyle. These are added bonuses to a small percentage of parenthood winning moments. - Picture this, my house looked like a war zone this afternoon, this morning I underestimated the amount of ‘stuff’ I needed to get ready before I could leave the house to take a family member for an appointment and cried when we left at the realisation of how stressed I had been with it all (more to the point, I hadn’t eaten breakfast or had my HIGHLY important coffee). My boy battled me with dinner time, AGAIN and screamed the place down, I told him to go to his room where he proceeded to maximise his temper tantrum to a volume and pitch I’m pretty sure only dogs could hear. So although there’s a video here of me looking like I’ve got my shizz together by batch cooking dinner for the tiny tyrant, (who by the way only gave me time to do this with snack bribery and CBeebies. Oh how very Mary Poppins of me! 🙄😂) it would seem it was a waste of time because the little S*!# won’t eat it anyway! - A perfect parent is someone who feels the stress levels rising on an almost daily basis but still holds a heart full of love for their babies. - I, my friends most certainly do not have that rare full package of what we visualise as being the perfect parent but I AM in fact a perfect parent because I simply love my children and that is enough. #iamaperfectparent

OFF THE BEATEN TRACK || Caught me off guard didn’t he?! For a lad who likes familiarity he decided today was the day to head balls deep into the wood, sod the path mother we’re on an adventure! I was not prepared for the amount of mud and imitations of Bambi on ice that was about to unfold. Thinking it was Dylan that was about to go head over tit, turned out to be me using him as a support! I, did not pack my wellies thinking this regular robin would stick to the track and driving back in socks felt like my feet had shrunk 3 sizes! - Needless to say it was great to get out after a few days of testing tantrums... you know the kind, the ones that just keep coming like waves lapping the shore but more like slapping my face and offending my eardrums. - Dylan got filthy muddy, ate a lot of it on the way back, clearly I’ve been starving him too much recently but if you won’t eat your dinner Hun mud is the next best meal on the menu 😂 - I want to tell you tomorrow that we’ve had a day of fun with a happy child all day but let’s face it when you can’t talk and your a frustrated toddler who doesn’t understand that he can’t get his own way all the time, i’m pretty sure I’ll be on stories looking as haggard as ever! 😝 - Summarising, we had a great adventure in the woods, a testing bedtime and I’m not having a well earned glass of wiiiiine! 🙌🏼🍷 #happyhumpday - - - #mumlife #mumneedssleep #toddlertantrums #wildchild #feraltoddler #freshairinyourhair #mummylife #parentingblogger #mummybloggeruk #dailyparenting #motherhoodraising #ohheymamas

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