Time, Pregnancy, Birthdays and Loss

Well, I’ve been positively pants at this blogging stuff recently haven’t I?

Truth is, time just seems to run away at the moment. It’s one thing after another and I can’t seem to get my mind organised, this year is going so fast it feels like only yesterday I was 16 weeks pregnant. I felt it was about time I wrote at least something out of that comes this, a blog post that will no doubt be all over the place but you might get a clearer understanding as to why I’ve been so rubbish. I promise I have some posts coming soon, including reviews of last months glossy box, daily make up routine, gestational diabetes post and MORE.

First off; birthdays. My goodness we have a lot of birthdays in September and October including Ciaran’s and I’ve tried to make his birthday plans a big secret. (His birthday isn’t until the 4th so I can’t actually say anything about his birthday on the odd chance that he may read this, however unlikely that is) It’s caused me so much anxiety to plan these surprises because everytime my phone goes I jump on it like Bryn from G&S organising Gwen’s surprise party. Not only that, I now have to buy presents from Oscar too? He isn’t much help, I did have a lot of fun in the store holding two present ideas in front of him and saying ‘which one do you want to get for daddy’ and waiting a good 15 minutes for him to slightly raise one hand or arm though. All my younger cousins have had birthdays and we’ve been shopping for their presents and spending time with family at tea parties and such lark. It’s been lovely but I didn’t quite realise how much I struggled thinking of presents for people until now. I need to start making lists of present ideas for Christmas before Christmas Eve hits me and I realise, for the third year in a row, I’ve forgotten about 20 family members. Curses of having a HUGE family.

I’ve also sadly lost a very close person to me. It was a passing we have been ‘expecting’ for a while now but something I’ve come to realise is no matter how much you know something is going to happen absolutely nothing can prepare you for the day it actually happens. I forget sometimes to allow myself to feel certain emotions. I feel I want to be strong all the time, I want to put on a brave face, I deny myself the right to be sad about things I have every right to be sad about. Does anybody else do this? Live under the illusion you must be strong all the time? Enough of that, I’m welling up and there’s no way to write a blog through teary eyes.

Oscar, the little pickle started sleeping from 10pm-6am then suddenly sleep apnea reared it’s ugly head and now he’s almost scared to go to sleep. He lies in his crib staring up at me with his beautiful blue eyes with the saddest face and I imagine he’s saying ‘please don’t leave me mummy, I can’t breathe when I go to sleep’. There I go again, with the tears. I hate seeing my little boy so upset, it’s absolutely not like him, he has never been one to cry or make a fuss.  He makes a really sad face, the bottom, lip comes out and everything. So, Mama has not been getting any sleep so the days are spent with Baba and Mama in bed intermittently napping, working and watching Netflix.

Work is another thing that’s taken up a lot of my time, We’ve been signing lots of new authors and it’s all very exciting but reading emails and reading everything on a phone or computer really does drain you and gives me a headache!

So, I’m very sorry there’s been no content I promise to make more of an effort with this blog because I really do love blogging and I love all the emails I receive and I have a giveaway coming up. Really what I need to do is pull my finger out and get on with it, don’t I?

That I shall do, Ciaran has a day off tomorrow so he can spend some time with Oscar and I’ll try and tackle my way through my ever growing to do list.

I hope you’re all very well, speak soon.



Mama’s Ink

I’ve never really been one of those people with a strong anti-tattoo attitude however, I did decide from an early age if I was to ever get a tattoo I would make sure that it was something that really meant something to me. I didn’t want to get a flower for the sake of it or anything like that I wanted it to symbolise something important to me. Also, probably worth mentioning I have no problem with people who get random tattoos for the sake of it, I admire the art of tattoo’s I think they’re beautiful, there are, of course, some obviously horrendous ones but hey, you’re the one that has to live with it!

So, the first tattoo I got…


Says ‘This Too Shall Pass’ in French. When I was first diagnosed with Cancer my doctor said to me ‘this too shall pass’ and it really resonated with me, I kept that frame of mind throughout my treatment and actually anything negative that happened in my life I kept thinking, this will pass, I’ll get through this. Throughout my childhood we visited France many times a year and I love the country and the language that’s why I decided with French. Plus, I liked that no one knows what it says. After I had this tattoo done I found out it’s actually a quote from a film too.

My second tattoo I got…


Says ‘You’ve Got To Fall Before You Can Fly’ and then there is the outline of a bird after the word Fly, I am planning to have the bird re done soon I want a more details bird but I’m not sure how easy it will be to cover up, I’m not too bothered if I can’t get it redone though.

This one was my idea, no one quoted it to me or anything but I saw it once on Pinterest of all places. I thought after all the hardships I’d been through it’s something I really believed in. I find myself stronger now than I was when I was a teenager and I feel like the bad things I’ve been through play a big part in that.

I plan to get another tattoo to commemorate Oscar’s birth so I’ll put that up as soon as it’s done.

Do any of you have any tattoos? Do they mean anything special?


PRODUCT REVIEW- L’Oreal Facial Cleansing Oil


I will be the first to say that dry skin is a massive problem for me, it’s not that my face goes flakey or anything like that but it gets these dry patches that just completely ruin my make-up and make my face quote itchy. I’ve tried so many different creams over the years and some work but I’ve been searching for a product to use that will allow my foundation to apply evenly and actually HOLD. 

I started using the L’Oreal Age Perfect Facial Oil at night and I woke up with baby soft skin and I absolutely loved it. But of course all good things must come to an end and I really did battle through it quickly. When I went to repurchase I saw this cleansing oil next to it which was retailing for a fraction of the price, and of course, as I was going through it so quickly any saving is a must in my eyes. So I started to use it in the morning, now, this is a cleanser so I use a couple of pumps, massage it all over my face and use a clean damp flannel to wash over my face and remove excess oil. I really work it into my eyelashes and I felt my mascara applied so much nicer because my eyelashes are soft and separate like brand new lashes. 

  • Good Value for Money
  • Smells great
  • Works away at any remaining makeup
  • Leaves skin feeling silky soft
  • Works as great base for makeup


  • I can’t imagine it’ll be great for oily skin as it does create a dewy finish

Literally, I can only think of one con because I am in LOVE with this product. 
Have any of you used this product before? What did you think? 

Perhaps if someone with oily skin has got on with this you could let us know in the comments! 

I’ve got a beauty giveaway happening really soon AND a mummy giveaway so make sure you’re subscribed so you don’t miss out! 


Bump Memories

I had a really traumatic pregnancy, something I will discuss when the time comes, a lot of different things happened and I spent a lot of time in hospital. However, pregnancy was actually one of the happiest times of my life, until he was actually born of course. 

I miss my bump like crazy and I just found this picture it’s brought back all the memories, does anyone else miss their bump? 


Growing Too Fast

I’ve been having to buy all new clothes for Oscar, he’s 10 weeks old wearing 6-9 month sleepsuits. It’s ridiculous. I notice how big he’s got when certain clothes that used to hang off him are snug now. Such as this little shorts and top outfit, look at the difference. These pictures were taken at 2 weeks, 6 weeks and 10 weeks!