A lot of people ask me how I have to time to be a single mummy, a beauty and lifestyle blogger and a full time PR Gal, as well as run a house, maintain a social life and ensure that my son's wearing matching shoes to school each day. The truth is that I have no idea. I'm constantly striving for that 'perfect' balance while secretly fearing that there isn't one. A few people have referred to me as a 'superwoman' when I talk about my daily routine, but the fact is that I am so far away from super anything! My underwear never matches, last Tuesday I had toothpaste on my work shirt and didn't realise until 10:50am and I've got these permanent frown lines in-between my eyebrows from squinting because I use my glasses as Instagram photo props so often that they're usually at home in my office instead of on my face at work. Oh and more than once recently I've got home from work and cried tears of exhaustion. I'm no superwoman, just a girl trying to do her best - and quite frequently failing... As shown on mornings like Thursday when I was so not with it that I put in-shower tan in my hair thinking it was shampoo. I'm more un-superwoman than superwoman.
Saturday, 4 June 2016
Tuesday, 22 March 2016
The Truth About Young Mums
I recently got to thinking about young mums. Partially because a debate started amongst friends in which the question of 'what age classes you as a young mum?' I was intrigued to know what the general opinion is regarding this and so I started a Twitter thread, which showed that generally speaking everyone agreed that women under 25 years old classed as a 'young mum'. With a vast number of those who took part, saying that under 23 was a specific age point for this. I wasn't surprised, as generally speaking, that's also my personal opinion.
Monday, 16 November 2015
What Single Mummyhood Really Looks Like
Being a single parent, I often have to come face-to-face with the stereotype that single parenthood has. And I hate it. *folds arms and stamps foot*
The label of being a single parent is one that has such negativity attached to it, such stigma and I feel like I have to work super hard to abolish that stigma from my own life, almost just to spite the horrible label. (Did I ever mention that I'm really stubborn?!)
I thought it was time that someone shared with the world, the TRUE picture of what being a single parent looks like:
1. Sunday morning means sharing your duvet with a wiggly, loud beautiful mass of blonde hair. And while you try to encourage said blonde child's singing voice, you are also secretly terrified that birds are dying in a 2 mile radius as a result.
2. Evenings are never child free. Said child will want to make sure they aren't missing anything, especially after they might hear the front doorbell. They will make every excuse to come and investigate the visitor, and stamp their authority and mark their territory. This is their home, who dares enter without their permission?
3. You'll learn skills you didn't know you'd need. *flexes muscles* Like being able to cook a meal, wash up, put the washing on, hang the washing up, take the bin out, make a new drink, make a pre-meal snack - all in the space of three minutes - it's the joy of running a house on your own!
4. Fancy underwear? What even is that? Your child invades your bedroom at the meer sight of a headlight in the morning, let alone sunrise - so fancy-pants time is almost impossible - and that's only if you even have a boyfriend. The thought of investing your hard earned wages on a pair of pants that cost more than a weeks shopping is enough to make you laugh. Hysterically.
5. First date rule - do not delve into your handbag FOR ANYTHING. In fact, avoid taking it with you. There's nothing more unattractive than reaching for your lippie and accidentally pulling out the spare Thomas the Tank pants that you keep for emergencies. And that's usually followed by the spiderman figure that your child thought you might need for your meal out, the half chewed cereal bar they HAD to have that morning but didn't eat, and a mass of dried, old wet wipes from the school runs that week too.
6. When you go to school functions prepare to face the masses. God I hate school plays, festivals and even kids parties. If ever you didn't need your 'single parent' label - it's those functions. You practically walk around with a neon sign flashing above your head announcing to the world that you're on your own, and no you haven't been able to figure out dating as a single parent. Said events require a huge amount of fake smiling and a pre chilled bottle of wine waiting for you when you get home. To be consumed immediately.
7. Financial planning as a single parent means budgeting with the attitude of an accountant who's hobby is watching you squirm. Christmas and birthdays mean you become a hysterical mess at the thought of how to make those two ends meet and your skills at juggling outgoing/incoming finances could win you awards. It's a skill to have more than toast for dinner by the end of the month!
8. When people come over to visit you always make reference to the fun quote 'Please excuse the mess, my child is making memories'. In reality the house looks like something exploded because you work full time, your child wakes up at 5am and you can't remember how to switch the hoover on when you get home in the evening because you're so knackered. You hardly have time to shave your legs some weeks, let along make the house look like Mary Poppins is in residence.
| Carnage after 15 minutes of hoovering... |
10. BIG MISTAKE. You try and take any time for yourself and instantly suffer the consequences. Thinking you could iron the uniform and the work clothes each morning as part of the pre-day routine? Who did you think you were, what a stupid idea. Suddenly the mass panic of homework, book bag, signed letters, reading book, coat, shoes, brush teeth, hair, anything else that needs brushing...what kind of idiot thought they would have time to get the ironing board out when they always seem to be running through the playground to get to the classroom before the bell goes anyway? Yep. Me.
But you know what?
As a single mummy you may never get to experience a lay in again, or eat an entire meal to yourself without having to share (I guess that's all parents though) and you might not have anyone to stand guard of the toilet door and so be forced to have a full on chat with your five year old while you do your business, but you know what? I wouldn't change a thing.
Friday, 23 October 2015
I'm An Autism Mummy And Proud
Right now, I am the proudest mummy.
I had my son's first parents evening (in the morning!) and couldn't be prouder of my little man.
In life we all face challenges, and some are far worse than others. And I certainly don't class autism as one of the worst - far from it. When Josh got diagnosed as being Autistic when he was two years old, I remember thinking I could take that diagnosis and let it be something that labelled him, and boxed him in for the rest of his life. I met so many people who were "devastated" by their child's autism diagnosis, and I just couldn't understand that mentality. I've never had that mindset, and Josh has never had that label - nor will he ever.
Autism isn't the end of the world, it's just a different way of looking at things. And since when did different mean worse? Josh is bright, and sharp and has the best sense of humor. He's the happiest child, with a flair for life that daily inspires me to keep seeking out the goodness in life, and stop allowing the bad things to weigh me down. The way Josh looks at the world may be different, but it's the most inspiring outlook I've ever seen in another person.
At his Parents Evening I listened to how clever he is, how popular he is and what a joy he is to be around and I couldn't help but shed a tear as I got back to my car. Josh's start in life could have been far worse, but it's not been the easiest - he's had a further special needs diagnosis since the autism, he's spent time in hospital in his early years, I'm a single mummy and that doesn't always mean I can afford to give him what he wants, but he's overcome everything that's come his way - with a huge smile!
People with autism face huge stigma from others, but as far as I can see, we should all take a leaf out of their books - especially when they're like Josh - funny, loving, alert and more forgiving than anyone else I've ever met.
..I originally shared this on Facebook, to raise awareness that autism isn't 'worse'. Please feel free to share the original post, if I can reach even one other family facing turmoil due to autism and show them that it really isn't the end of the world - then I'll be happy... Original post here.
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