Thursday, 30 October 2014

Oh, hi Mrs Beckham!

I can tell you are wondering how on Earth I have managed to name check a certain Mrs Beckham in my blog.  Let me explain, so you don't think I've gone mad.  My blogging reading list is quite varied. Some blogs are by mums and dads that are pretty similar to myself.  Trying to get to grips with parenthood, sharing failures and lessons learnt (let's not mention my use of a swim nappy that time).  I read fashion and beauty blogs and daydream of products I obviously need in my life.  Then there are the blogs where the girls twirl in Prada, sip cocktails and always seem to be having the time of their lives whilst simultaneously hearing the funniest joke whilst their partner / professional photographer takes a picture for Instagram (no, no, I'm not jealous at all).  But I digress.  It leads to me wonder who actually reads my blog. 

It got me thinking that whilst people's lives may seem a million miles from my own, fundamentally, don't we all have the same fears, the same struggles, the same worries? Blogs give us that insight into the lives of people we may never actually meet, and whilst at first glance the differences can seem so contrasting to that of our own lives, but looking a little deeper can show fundamental similarities. 

Parenting blogs reflect what parenting is actually like. It can be a far cry from what is thrust at us from the media.  No airbrushing, no covering up the bad bits, no magazine worthy interviews that have been reworded by a very talented PR. Blogs reflect parenting, warts and all.  The highs and the lows. The good bits and bad bits.  Real life. And don't we all have that fundamental yearning?  Don't we all want to know that we are doing OK? Don't we all want to know that the next mum or dad has only had 30 minutes of sleep last night too? That potty training is bloody hard, and yes we are chasing the dog away from our toddlers poo that they neatly did on the kitchen floor? 

And maybe, just maybe, VB likes to hear that she is doing Ok as a mum. Only too often celebrities are dissected and criticised for their looks, their clothes, the way they parent.  It's not like VB can go and have a sob at her local stay and play. Parenting is hard. And it's that reassurance that we all crave. Knowing that we all make mistakes. That someone else has been there. Not being judged, not being papped by the paparazzi and then dissected piece by piece for the world to see. The blogging network is about that support, that community spirit, and that virtual hug, that says, yes, I've been there too and you know what, its going to be ok. 

So, maybe, just maybe, those gorgeous, Amazonian wonder mums we read about and watch in awe on the TV on the front row at London fashion week actually read our blogs.  They actually read and nod their heads.  They have been there too. And maybe, just maybe, VB fancies reading the goings on in Derbyshire. And if she does...hi there VB...welcome to my blog! And if she doesn't...hmmm, maybe Blake Lively fancies stopping by? 





Tuesday, 28 October 2014

I did it!


I did it. I did it. I did it!!! On Sunday 26th October I ran the Leicester half marathon. All 13.1 miles of it (don't forget the 0.1). It was amazing. It was hard. It was everything and more than I thought it would be. 


I was so nervous in the morning, I was definitely excited too, but more nervous than anything.  All week I had been fretting about it, but on the Sunday morning, it was as if this strange calmness took over.  I just knew I was going to finish it.  I could and would do it.

AS I set off, everyone was going so quickly (which a friend had warned me about not doing), and so many people overtook me.  I have to say, after a few miles, I got into my stride.  And then, of course, I needed a wee. I think it was all my nervous energy.  I knew there were toilets at mile 6, so I managed to hold on.  However, the moment I stopped for my toilet break, it was almost as if my body went, Woah! I thought we had finished! Right on cue, my knees started to ache which was the pain I was dreading. But I just kept running. There really was no option to stop.  (Reading this back, I really do sound like Forrest Gump!).  

And this went on for another 7 miles really. Gritting my teeth and willing myself on. I apologise to anyone who ran near me as I did do a few 'c'mon Laura' shouts / growls to myself and I think I made one woman jump. I did sound a bit weird. But I just thought sod it. I'm going to bloody cheer myself on! I don't however apologise to the man who had the worst ever running playlist playing loudly. It did make me speed up just so I didn't have to hear his god awful music. 

Then there were the crowds in Leicester. Cheering you on. Strangers shouting 'you can do it', to which I usually cheered back 'yeah, c'mon Laura' (again slightly weird, but it got me through). If a person happens to read this who was in Leicester on Sunday, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for cheering and giving me encouragement.  My amazing parents, sister, husband and daughter stood waiting for me around the course just to see me run past in all of 2 seconds.  My husband has the funniest video of the back of my head and then he exclaims to our daughter, 'oh that's it, she's ran past'.  He had the cutest t-shirts made for himself and Baba to wear!


The last two miles were the hardest, but were just indescribable.  We ran through the centre of Leicester and there were drums and bands playing, people singing, people cheering.  It was such an amazing atmosphere and I suppose a little bit similar to the buzz people must feel when they are in the Olympics.  Ok, I know I wasn't in the Olympics, but you know what I mean (though I have told my daughter the medal I got is an Olympic gold medal). The crowd literally made me forget the pain and I just ran.   

I cannot tell you the high I felt running over the finish line, and I am still on that high! I feel so proud and also so proud that what I did has helped the work of UNICEF.  And this is where I want to say thank you to everyone who has sponsored me, tweeted me, messaged me, cheered at the sidelines and told me I could do it.  I cannot thank you enough.  Thank you Becky, Katherine, Kelly, Jo, Liz, Claire (I ran mile 8 for you), Tom, Chris, the whole Bee family, Helen, Donna, Deneen, Gill, Mary, Gina, Charlie, and the anonymous people who have donated too. And a special thank you to my amazing mum, dad and sister who traipsed around Leicester to cheer me on.  And to my wonderful husband and daughter who have supported me through my months of training, evening runs, my doubts, injuries and tears.  I am so so lucky to have such an amazing family.   

It's already a running joke (!) in our household that I haven't stopped talking about the run yet. And yes, I love wearing my medal and I was tempted to wear it to the shops. And yes, I may have my winners t-shirt on right now as I type this blog post.  


I am hobbling about because my knees hurt so much.  But, you know what I said to my mum on the afternoon of the race.  Yep, you guessed it.  I said I think I want to run a marathon next! This is no time soon you understand.  But I've definitely caught that running bug, and it feels so amazing pushing yourself to the limit. 

I did it. And you will be pleased you don't live in my house, as I can recreate my run in astounding detail (obviously adding dramatic details for effect) which I like to do on the hour! 

Thank you for reading and thank you for your support. 

I did it! Woop woop! 


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Sunday, 26 October 2014

Silent Sunday

Friday, 24 October 2014

Ted Baker Nail Wraps

I always like to attempt a bit of nail art...unfortunately it usually ends up not quite going to plan and my candy striped nails got a lot of likes from football fans...that wasn't the look I was aiming for! Never one to give up, it was my best friends hen party last weekend and I thought I would give nail wraps a go.  And just to say to you straight away....you HAVE to try nail wraps...they are amazing!!!

The ones I picked up were the Ted Baker That's a Wrap in black floral, you can pick them up from Boots here.  I completely misread the packaging as it read 14 nail polish strips, I presumed (wrongly) that this pack would last me a few uses as it was...ahem...£7.50 (please husband don't read this post). What you actually get in the pack is 14 nail pieces...so 10 for your nails and an extra 4 as spare. I know this sounds a little costly (OK...bloody expensive), but the design on these was very intricate and so pretty, so I thought I would treat myself.  

I was a little worried as to the application, but as with most things, a quick search on You Tube and a few tutorials later I felt prepared.  Basically you just have to make sure your nails are clean and smooth (I used a nail block to achieve this).  You then just peel off one of the nail strips,


and then apply to your nail starting at the cuticle and pushing up. Then you very gently file the top edge off so it fits to your nail.  


I have very short nails, but I managed to still apply them fine. I would say it took me about 30 minutes to do all 10 nails. I did apply a clear top coat as I had read this makes the nail wraps last a bit longer. 


The pattern on these is so pretty.  But I will say that I will look more closely at the packaging next time as on some of the nails, the pattern was down one end of the wrap and that was the end I was filing off, so some nails did not have much pattern on them.  My little finger in the picture below still needs to be filed as the wrap is hanging over slightly. 


Now, I know what your thinking.  £7.50 seems to be quite alot of money for a one off nail wrap, but, I have to say, there is no way my nails would look that good if I painted them.  Also, the wraps lasted from the Friday night to the following Thursday with a few minor tears.  And, I am forever washing my hands and washing up so this is pretty amazing.  I only took them off on Thursday because my beautiful daughter kindly decided to peel one off. 

When I was perusing the pound shop last week, I did spy some Myleene Klass nail strips that were three packs for a £1 so I might give those a go too.  I can honestly say I think you will be very pleasantly surprised if you give nail wraps a go, and I will definitely be buying them again.  I think they are also perfect for that special night out, or even Christmas.  And the cost is cheaper than a standard manicure.  What do you think? Have you tried nail wraps before? 

Thank you for reading and woop woop....its Friday! 





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Wednesday, 22 October 2014

The Blues, the hardest things, big rewards and a hen

Good morning everyone :-)
I thought I would do a quick post to bring you up to date with the goings on in the Bee household.  It's been a funny old month really with some amazing high's but also some low's too. I've got some exciting posts planned for my blog but wanted to do a quick life lately. Here it is.

1. The Leicester half marathon. 
Wow.  This run seems to have taken up my life recently.  Thinking about it, training for it, preparing for it, fundraising for it and crying abut it.  I actually run the race this Sunday and I feel a mixture of excitement and actual fear.  I am running for UNICEF and whilst it's all going to be worth it, its been alot tougher than I ever thought.  But I often think that the things that scare us most in life are usually the things that we get the most achievement and joy from at the same time. Life's too short not to challenge ourselves, and I know for a fact when they wheel me around an old person's home in many many years to come, I will be telling whoever will listen that I ran a half marathon once, y'know!    



2. The Manchester Hen
My gorgeous best friend Jo is getting married next month and I was in charge of her hen party in Manchester that took place at the weekend. It was amazing (if I do say so myself), and I'm still recovering (!). I have some amazing hen party gift ideas and a fab itinerary that I will be posting soon.  Again, whilst I stressed alot about this and it took so much time of my time up, it was totally worth it and gave me the biggest buzz knowing that my friend loved it.  


3. Holiday in Cornwall
At the end of September, (though this now seems like a distant memory), we went to Cornwall and had an amazing week by the seaside. Miraculously the weather was amazing and it felt like we were abroad, unlike the gale force winds that are roaring past my window as I type.  I did feel like I had brought home another two families washing and ironing back with me for the amount that fell out of our cases when we unpacked. It always takes me a while to get back into the swing of things from a holiday. 



4. Feeling Blue 
I read so many blogs that I think sometimes my view of people's lives gets a bit skewed and I think others have a pretty much problem free and happy life.  But in reality, we all know different, and I kind of wanted my blog to reflect that.  At the beginning of the month I kind of felt blue.  Not the blue that you feel if you are having a bad day, this blue wanted to set up camp on my shoulder and I just could not shake it off. 

At first I felt guilty for even feeling sad. How can you feel sad when you have so much to be thankful for?  But you know what, I am saying its OK to be sad.  I think feeling down is OK.  Personally, I think its your minds way of dealing with things, and its nothing to be ashamed of. 

I don't know if its increased social media where we see peoples representations of their lives, or just a general way of thinking, but alot of the time its forced upon us to be happy, to be the best we can be, to live life to the fullest, and whilst that is all well and good, you know what, sometimes life can just get you down. 

I won't go into the details as to why I felt blue, but, yes, I cried, I stomped about and I was probably a pain to live with (sorry Mr.Bee).  I tried to do things that made me happy and tried to eliminate anything that made me stressed.  To try and describe it better, its those days where everything appears to go wrong, and usually you would just shrug things off, but because of how I was feeling, everything seemed worse. So for example, Baba doesn't make it to the potty or has a temper tantrum right before we leave the house, normally I take a deep breath and deal with it, this month I sat and wailed over how unfair it was that I had to clean up poop from the carpet again (I'm looking back and smiling at maybe how dramatic I was).  But that's the thing when you do feel a bit down. The bigger picture kinda goes out of the window and things are magnified.  

It did come to a point where I forced myself out of the house when I just wanted to hide under a duvet.  I mean you can't hide under there forever. And, after a little while, its almost like I turned around and suddenly there was no sadness ready to jump out at me the moment I felt OK.  I now feel like me again.  And it's such a nice feeling.  

I hope if you are reading this and having a bad day, week or month, that you find some comfort in the fact that most people feel like you are feeling now. And that is absolutely fine. 




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Monday, 20 October 2014

DIY photo cube

When my daughter was little I was constantly worrying (amongst a million another things, like I am doing this right to am I Googling about parenting too much) about her development.  I wanted to ensure I was stimulating her enough, (but not too much!) and giving her lots of opportunity to grow and explore.  I was constantly looking at different ways to aid her development and find new ways to entertain her.

Babies love looking at faces. Fact.  Researchers have found that babies look longer at cards with three dots on them that resembled the pattern of a face (i.e, two eyes and a nose) against cards with random dots on them.  Looking at photographs also helps babies in understanding their world and learning about their caregivers and family.  Now, you could just sit you baby in front of your I-phone and show them the million photographs you have stored on there...or (and this is much better) you can make your own photo cube! And its so so easy! 


I made this for my daughter when she was about three months old and she adored it! She loved rolling it, licking it (!) and staring at all the faces.  She then progressed to pointing to faces and saying the names (obviously a little while later). She is now two and even still, she will get it out to look at the photographs.  So this is well worth making. 

Oh. Hold on.  This is where I turn all Blue Petery: 

You will need:

An empty cube box of tissues
6 square photographs
celloptape or sticky backed plastic (depending on how crafty you are)
scissors (obviously!)

I strengthened the  sides of the box first with some extra cardboard, but you don't have to do this. Then, stick your photographs onto each side of the cube.  We used group shots of family (we didn't want to leave any one out), and even Pablo T dog makes an appearance which my daughter was thoroughly impressed by!   

Next, lay strips of cellotape over each photograph to make it stronger and more durable.  I'm not that crafty, so I am sure those of you that are will do a better job than me! And that's it! Voila! A beautiful home made photo cube! A very cheap and easy toy to make for your little one that is educational too! And I promise they will love it!


Please let me know in the comments below if you make this! BUT WAIT...before you go...are you subscribed to my blog? I mean, you don't want to miss any golden nuggets like this lovely cube, or for that matter any of my fashion or beauty posts do you? Don't answer that.  Over to your right is a whole host of ways you can follow me and stalk me via Instagram or Twitter!

Thanks so much for reading! 

Sunday, 19 October 2014

Silent Sunday










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Friday, 17 October 2014

A french fish plait

There are lots of perks to following people on Instagram.  I get to see what my friends and family are up to, I get to see what people are wearing, buying, doing.  A downside is everyone I follow seems to lead a very glamorous life and as they head into Chanel I'm getting ready to go to playgroup (ah, but I wouldn't have it any other way!).  But, another good thing is I can look at peoples style and then mix it up a bit and try and make it more my own.  I spotted this hairstyle on a few people's Instagrams and decided to try and do it for myself.  

To be fair, this doesn't really look like what I was planning to achieve but I still think it looks good and I hope you do too! A little disclaimer, my daughter was being an angel for me at the time, and hence the relaxed environment of me playing about with my hair, somedays I barely manage to brush it!!!

Ok, so ideally to do this style you need to know how to do a fish tail braid.  If you don't, I promise once you figure out how to do them they are really easy...honest!!! Search for it on YouTube and watch a few tutorials.  Fleur de Force has a good one on her channel that I recommend. 

So, pull all your hair over the shoulder you want the plait to hang. Take a top section, being sure to pull some from the other side of your head, and begin a normal french braid.  


Slowly work down, and just keep incorporating more hair to the plait. 


Stop when you have it all in the braid.


This is where you are going to fish tail.  (Though if you really can't fish tail, you could just continue to plait the rest). 

Separate your three strands into two and then begin your fishtail braid all the way to the base of your hair.  Secure with a clear bobble. 


I find it best to gently tease out some of the hair and just make it look a bit undone.  Though sometimes, I really don't need to bother doing this, as my daughter will kindly mess it up within the hour.


And there you have it! A side braid that I think looks lovely and is perfect for those windy Autumn days when you want your hair up but want something a bit different. 

What are your thoughts? Please let me know in the comments below if you try this hairstyle and link up your pictures so I can see!

As always, thanks so much for reading! Wishing you a lovely weekend! 


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Wednesday, 15 October 2014

A Nude Lip and a moustache

Ahh the nude lip.  I have been in love with the nude lip since I first began liberally applying concealer to my lips in my teenage years (I did a blog post on this, but the photo is way too embarrassing so if you want to see it you will have to find it yourself in my archive...I'm not linking it!!).  Whilst I no longer apply concealer to my lips (honest), I always tend to go for quite a neutral lip. Whilst browsing in Boots, which I must try and stop doing, I found this lovely little lipstick on Seventeen's stand. 

Seventeen have had a bit of a revamp in recent months, and it certainly seems to be working as I appear to be drawn to their stand and low prices.  This lipstick is called Camisole and is in the mirror shine product line.  


The lipstick itself is quite glossy but not at all sticky, and the colour is very light.  It gives you lips a hint of colour without looking like you have low iron.  It has pretty good staying power, but it won't stay put all day.  To be honest though, it's so light and quick I really don't mind re-applying, and I don't particularly like anything too heavy on my lips. 



Also in the lipstick is a little pop out mirror.  When I first bought this, I thought, right, I'm never going to use that mirror. But, lo and behold I have now found I need a mirror for my lipstick and I am forever taking a peek to check my lipstick, and more often than that, checking to see what my daughter has wiped on my face(recent items include a sticker she secretly stuck there and a bit of porridge). 


The lipstick is only £4.79 and currently on a 3 for 2 offer at Boots and I would definitely recommend you taking a peek! There are 18 shades to choose from if you fancy something with a bit more colour. 

As a side note, I didn't realise photographing a lipstick would be so hard. I also didn't realise I would have what looks to be a moustache when my photos are so large.  I know now that I've typed that you will go and have a look.  I can assure you in real-life my face isn't that hairy.  Well, I don't think it is.   Unless no-one dares tell me.  Ah well.  Shaving my legs is enough of  a chore, I am not going to start shaving my beard too. 

Thanks for reading!



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Monday, 13 October 2014

Tears at Twelve

As you may or may not know I am doing a half marathon in two weeks time and my training hasn't been the easiest but I've managed to get through it.  Last week I upped my weekend long run to 12 miles and it was the longest run of my life, literally.  I managed the first 10 miles ok-ish (I had completed 10 the previous week), but for the last 2 miles, I suddenly began to get a pain in my knees.  Somehow, I kind of hobbled and jogged the last 2 miles and made it home.  

As part of my training plan, I had one more 12 mile to run this weekend and then it drops to a 6 mile next week with the half marathon the week after. This had been in my head all week as I knew how tough it was last week, and I was also dreading the knee pain returning.  

Off I set this morning.  I ran the first 7 miles with the thought in my head that the next time I run this far will be the half marathon. At one point I actually shouted to myself "you can do it".  It was like a scene from Rocky.  But, as soon as I reached 7 miles, the pain in my knees returned.  At first it was a dull ache.  By mile 8 it was really beginning to hurt, and when I got to mile 9 I stopped. And then I cried.  I cried because it hurt so much.  I cried because I really wanted to just run this 12 miles and be done with it.  I cried because of all the hard work I have done to get to this point. I wiped my tears and jogged on.  Very slowly.  Very very slowly.  By mile 10 I could not run any more.  I felt pain in my knees with every step I took.  

I sat on the side of a hill and sobbed a bit more.  Quite a sight on a Sunday morning.  I saw some cyclists up ahead and pulled myself together a bit.  No-one wants to see a sobbing lady on a Sunday morning and I was worried they would think I had been attacked or something.  It's not easy to explain your crying because you can't run the last 2 miles.  Anyway, I called my husband, who came to get me in the car and, yup, obviously I cried some more. 

Luckily, I have fantastic friends and family.  My mum told me it would be fine.  My husband gave me lots of encouragement, and a friend talked me through all the things I should do before now and the race. 

The thing is I am going to do this.  I have to.  I have prepared for months to run this half marathon and I want to raise money for UNICEF. I know you have to look after your knees, so I will be taking lots of precautions over the next two weeks.  But I am going to do this. 

On a side note, once home, I spent 45 minutes, and that is no exaggeration, brushing my hair.  I had ran out of the house with a ponytail, but because it was foggy, my hair had kind of curled back on itself.  I did cry whilst brushing it (obviously, there is a theme in this post), and I sobbed to my husband that I was gong to have to shave my head.  Luckily, my husband is lovely, and sane, and he told me to go take a shower and to keep brushing it.  You will be pleased to know I now have something on my head that resembles hair and not a matted carpet.  

This half marathon is really testing me in endurance, in running, in motivation, in commitment and in self belief. I am so glad friends and family will be there to support me.  I will complete this half marathon.  At the back of my mind is also the thought children I am raising money for have alot more pain and hardship in their lives than knee pain.  And I think that's going to get me through it too.    


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Sunday, 12 October 2014

Silent Sunday






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Friday, 10 October 2014

Jewels, khaki & a fashion fix Friday


Need a little weekend fashion fix? Well look no further...I think I have the perfect thing for you! I picked this little beauty up from Primark last week and I haven't stopped wearing it.  It's a military style fitted shirt with gorgeous jewels to both breast pockets. This little fashion find is only £14 too.

As per my usual fail at capturing any normal looking fashion poses, I had a very limited selection of photos to pick from to showcase this shirt (I stupidly thought I was getting better at the old blog pose...I'm not...I think I'm getting worse!). I did make an attempt at photographing it on the hanger, but I felt it just didn't do it justice. So...here's some holiday snaps of me in Cornwall prancing around Padstow beach in my lovely new shirt.  I can honestly say this shirt is one of my favourite pieces in my wardrobe at the moment.  Also, if you are interested, I am wearing a pair of Primark skinny jeans which were just £7 and I must say are well worth a try.

                                            

Oh you know, the usual pose...


Smile and shut your eyes....

              


Pretty pocket detail

Thank you so much for reading and hope you all have a great weekend! We all know I am no fashion blogging expert (!), but if you like my strange fashion poses and fashion picks, then be sure to click one of my lovely subscribe buttons on your right :-)



Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Time travel, shopping, nappies & mud

We all do things as mums, that with a little hindsight, we think afterwards,  'what the hell was I thinking'.  Ahhh, hindsight is such a wonderful thing.  In my two years of being a mum to my daughter, there has been more than a handful of times, when I have looked back with shock, disbelief and sometimes laughter at my actions.  So, if time travel actually existed, apart from trying to give myself the winning lottery numbers, here is a few things from a very long list that the two year younger me needs to hear.  

1. Never use a swim nappy as an actual nappy.
Even when you have completely ran out of nappies and you are desperate.  Even if it is Baba's nap time. Even if you are both too tired and Tesco feels like a million miles away.  It will not work. The result will be not only one very wet Baba, but one very wet cot. It will even be in her hair. 

2. Never try and do a food shop when your little one is tired and hungry.
You know the signs that your daughter is tired and hungry, so never ignore them!  Never drag that poor child round Sainsburys so you can do a quick weekly grocery shop! For one, you can never do it that quickly anyway, and two, this is what will happen, tears in aisle 7, screaming in aisle 8, rolling on the floor in aisle 9, and more tears in aisle 10 (this will be from both of you).  

3. Don't judge, be smug or let Baba play by a huge muddy puddle.
On a family day out, you will observe a dad shouting loudly at his toddler and then dragging him away from a giant muddy puddle.  You will judge him and think smugly to yourself that he didn't handle that very well as everyone stares at him. Then Baba will go to investigate the said, muddy puddle.  You will think you are being a cool mum and that Baba should be at one with nature, investigating her natural surroundings, blah,blah,blah. Baba will then go wellies first into the puddle which is actually way deeper than you thought, and it nearly covers her wellies.  Everyone will then stare and Baba will cry that her wellies are dirty. You will then have to carry her and become covered in mud too.  So, to avoid all this aggro, just move her away, OK?.  

4. Always take nappy wipes and spare clothes out with you when you are potty training. ALWAYS. The one time you don't...will be the one time you need them. FACT.

5. It's all going to be OK.  You know when you sat Googling for an hour asking the internet (!!) if you were doing OK as mum? That night you couldn't sleep because you worried if you were doing it right? Well you are, I think.  I mean, I'm only two years into the future, but yes, you are doing fine.  Obviously don't get too ahead of yourself Laura, you're doing good. It's all going to be OK, hang on in there!   

That's all for today, and whilst this is my imaginary time travel letter I hope for anyone reading this that if you ever find yourself in any of the situations above, you will remember that one day you read a blog post, and then you take  a different course of action. Especially when it comes to swim nappies. 

Thank you so much for reading, and now its your turn to fess up! Have you done something as a mum that you wish you hadn't done and now look back with horror? Or maybe you don't have children but you did something that you now can't believe and you wish you could tell your younger self! Comments below please!




Monday, 6 October 2014

Project Yes: Baking

I have recently become alot more conscious about the little every day things that I do and can do with my two year old daughter. I have reflected on how the days are going by so fast, and how sometimes I don't appreciate them enough.  So I have set myself a Project Yes.  A project about having more fun and being more spontaneous.  You can find out more about my Project Yes here

One Saturday afternoon, my husband was out and it was just me and Baba, and I was wondering what we could do.  Cake always goes down a treat in the Laura Evelyn household, so we made some chocolate and vanilla cakes. Now I should do a disclaimer that this is no Nigella recipe.  This is me and Baba having fun, licking bowls and spoons and making a general mess in the kitchen! Baba is fascinated with cooking and gets very excited when I let her help!

You obviously need to look the part if you are baking, so Baba donned her chefs hat and apron. 


Mixing the vanilla cupcakes...


And the chocolate ones.


All ready for the oven.


Baba has no patience for waiting, so promptly left to watch Peppa Pig as the cakes cooked, whilst I cleaned the disaster zone that was the kitchen. 


And ta-dah! This is the finished product!  We made some big cupcakes and some small Baba sized cupcakes. Yum.   


Here is mine and Baba's very basic vanilla and chocolate cupcake recipe: 

200g butter
200g caster sugar
4 eggs
200g self raising flour
4 tbsp cocoa powder
few drops of vanilla essence
150g white chocolate
150g milk chocolate

Mix the butter and sugar together to form a nice creamy consistency.
Beat in the eggs and flour. 

Divide the mixture into two, and in one half add the cocoa powder and in the other half add the vanilla essence. 

Spoon the mixtures into muffin tins lined with paper cases.  We used some large and some very small. 

Bake in the oven fan 160C for about 15-20 minutes.  Smaller cakes will be ready first. 

Melt the white and milk chocolate and drip the white chocolate over the chocolate cupcakes and drip the milk chocolate over the vanilla cupcakes. 

Obviously lick all bowls and spoons.

Eat with a glass of milk if you are a small person or a nice cup of tea if you are grown up. 

Thank you so much for reading my Project Yes escapades and let me know if there are any fun things you do with your little ones or family that you think we should try!



Sunday, 5 October 2014

Silent Sunday







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Friday, 3 October 2014

The toddler fashion haul

You are definitely a mum when you go shopping and come home with a bag full of clothes for your little one and not so much as a pair of socks for yourself! This is exactly what happened when me and Baba went shopping this week.  

I had had a huge sort-out of her clothes last weekend and amassed two huge piles of clothes.  One for charity and another pile that had seen way better days and were only fit for cleaning rags. Unfortunately, what we were left with was a few party dresses and some tights. 

I had popped to Asda the previous week to pick up a few things, and I had noticed what lovely clothes they had for little ones.  Also, it's easier to jump in the car and get to Asda sometimes than to travel to town and then trawl around.  I think some people have a bit of a problem when it comes to buying supermarket clothes, but I'm really not a snob when it comes to clothes.  As long as the design, quality and price is right, I don't mind what shop the clothes are from, so Asda it was.  This is what we picked up:



How cute is this? If this was in my size, I would snap it up! It will look cute with tights and a little top underneath. This was £8. 


Baba picked this out herself so I think she likes the colour.  I thought it was very Autumnal.  This was £5.


Baba is a big fan of owls, so a top and dress with owls was an obvious choice in our haul. This two piece was only £10. 


And then it goes without saying we needed the basics of socks, pants and vests!!! This is actually the first time we have bought vests as Baba is now potty trained.  Quite a momentous occasion!

So that is our mini toddler haul which I hope you enjoyed.  Please leave a comment below with any bargain toddler shops you have found! I am going to do an updated potty training post soon, but if you haven't read it already and fancy a laugh (!), I blogged about our first week of potty training here.

As always, thank you for reading!  

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