Last Monday was the last day of my maternity leave and the day I attended a wonderful panel discussion held by Boots beauty brand, No.7 and Mumsnet.
Our panel consisted of working mums from different walks of life; a model, a vlogger, and two career columnists all brought together by one lady. Carrie Longton, co-founder of Mumsnet led the panel discussions and spoke about many issues women face in the workplace such as gender equality, flexible working (what it really means), work-life balance, and how to feel more confident returning to the workplace. It was an eye-opener – women have to still fight for basic gender equality rights, flexible working, and even job security.
I haven’t gone back to my old workplace – as much as I love it, it no longer fits well with my family of four. As LO is only in nursery 3hrs a day, it would be pointless for me to put him and Baby Girl in childcare for the whole day when Daddy P is at home and available. Daddy P is a stay at home dad which works for us. He is amazing and I really can’t ask for anyone better. PS he’s a much better parent than I am but that’s between you, me and this blog! 🙂 Continue reading “Mumsnet & No7 on returning to work with confidence”→
Lately I’ve been thinking about booking our little family of four a new holiday – a proper family holiday this time as the last time was more of a mini one than anything as Daddy P didn’t come with us to Fuerteventura. LO, bump and I went around late January and it was lovely. The temp was nice, not too hot, we got to do a few things and enjoyed what was pretty much a chilled out holiday.
As I was six months preggers and so sure I would be going into early labour I didn’t book any activities. I also don’t drive so couldn’t hire a car which is said to be the best way to explore any one of the Canary Islands. However I just wanted to share with you the 5 most important things I think any mum should think about when taking your toddler on their first holiday.
I came across a post on Sunday which resonated deeply within me.
A post that could’ve been written more or less by myself. So much so that my original post (which I’d deleted) has now been re-written with a dedication to Aleena from Mummy Mama Mum for encouraging me to publish this. Thank you!
For me, if it’s not admitting it then it’s accepting it that’s the problem…
Telling myself that sometimes I’m not OK is a struggle. Like a never-ending battle.
I read a post on the World Vision blog and a couple of other mummy blogs answering the question, “what was the last thing your child needed?” and wanted to give my little response and thoughts on the question.
The last thing my children needed was pretty much the basics… food and changing. Changing nappies for Baby Girl, changing clothes for LO.
Baby Girl did her morning poop and needed me to keep her clean and fresh. She’s such a good baby and doesn’t complain much when it comes to a dirty nappy. She’ll happily stay in the nappy for hours but obviously I’d smell her way before that time. However something as easy and simple as this could’ve been difficult if I didn’t have the right things to hand ie a nappy or wipes. Fair enough, it’s possible to change a baby without wipes – I could just use cotton balls and water but what if I didn’t even have those? In countries where clean water is hard to come by, keeping a baby clean can be a difficult task in itself. Continue reading “What was the last thing your child needed?”→
The words I never, ever wanted to hear myself say but alas, it has become the inevitable. I call it ‘mothermorphosis’.
mother = a woman in relation to her child or children morphosis = the manner in which an organism or any of its parts changes form or undergoes development
There comes a time in our lives as mothers that we start to follow a path that is all too similar… The path of our own mothers. This may or may not be a route we wish to follow but sometimes it happens. Sometimes it’s a good thing, other times not so good.
I don’t usually write posts like this and usually leave the serious stuff to the better writes but I just wanted to share some of my thoughts and opinions on gender labelling.
Last week LO and his cousin Lils were playing with the Paw Patrol puzzle my friend Coco got LO for Chirstmas.
The next thing I heard come out of Lils’ mouth was:
“purple is for girls”
I stopped my instagram surfing to look up and say in defense, “Purple is not just for girls. Purple is for everyone“.
Yes. I made sure I placed heavy emphasis on everyone. This is because it’s not the first time it’s happened.
There’s been other times when they’re playing together – happy as Larry – before my little nephew decides to tell LO that something he likes is “for girls” which really pisses me off. It’s something that I’m a little hypocritical about because I don’t have a problem with buying Baby Girl pink clothes and LO blue clothes when he was a baby BUT (and that’s a big but) I would not avoid ‘boyish’ colours for her and I certainly didn’t avoid ‘girly’ colours for LO. In fact, LO had a few pink, pastel and purple baby grows and shirts. Maybe not a whole pink outfit but he had touches of pinks etc in his little wardrobe. Continue reading “Gender Labelling: “Purple is for girls”… why hearing this really rattled my cage”→