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The bargain dress – it fits

Bidding for bargains on ebay is something I am addicted to (as most of my followers know) there is nothing better than spotting a bargain and winning the bid especially a 99p bid!! 

So here is my dress I got for under £1.00 obviously postage on top of that but considering it still had the tags in I feel pretty happy. 


longer sleeves - perfect for autumn!

longer sleeves – perfect for autumn!

wearing my sale tights from topshop - cat heads on my legs of course!


This dress was originally from Urbanoutfitters.


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Attachment parenting, baby, lifestyle, motherhood

Meltdown Monday’s

Sunday leaves behind a sort of reminder that it did actually happen regardless of how far away the weekend already feels. Several mugs and tea cups collect in the corners of my house highlighting Sunday afternoon activities! 

Other than simple reminders of the weekend I love so dearly, Monday has a great way of stomping on my parade with its big fat monday shoes. Waking up early as ever we prepare for our day I already feel stressed at the thought of Francis’s packed lunch, olives and pita with a healthy fruit selection or classic marmite sandwiches!? I then remind myself that he is 17 months old which means the complicating chore of me preparing a gourmet lunch to take to nursery will be wasted time as most of it ends up in little piles on the floor… unless of course its grapes he loves grapes. 

Right the lunches are tackled I feel smug with my perfectly prepared lunch yet also stupid for taking this much time. But there is reasoning in my morning prep as I still haven’t quite grasped the extreme guilt feeling I have when leaving Francis at nursery, I over compensate on lunches and treats in hope that he wont hate me for leaving him.

So not only are monday’s hideous because the weekend becomes a distant memory it is the day I am left feeling empty and guilt ridden.

Most of the time he enjoys playing with others and getting stuck in with all the activities but other times he looks at me with those big blue heart melting eyes and I know that when my back turns to leave through the door he will sob – which breaks my heart because I should be there to comfort him.


Parenting leaves me guilt ridden most of the time because I am aiming so high that I guilt trip myself if I don’t reach my own silly expectations. I am now learning to go easy on myself and remind myself that I am doing fine – as is Francis

we are fine

and the monday blues will be forgotten just like sunday.   

look_of_the_day, What I wore

Good morning Sunday bloggers

Sunday is here and I am not working which is defiantly something to be excited about!
So far I have been for a morning run by the sea, listened to the Orwells whilst getting the chores done, played bricks with scamp and rediscovered a pair of old denim shorts!

Today’s outfit is not quite fitting for the weather as it’s slightly brisk out today, but I figured my baggy cardi will provide all the warmth I need.




Hope you enjoy your Sunday – do something different today.


gloomy jumpers.

A festival of vibrant colours and light materials crowd my wardrobe, big hats and long floaty dresses. But sadly the cool sea air is reminding me that although we are still in august, summer is passing us pretty quickly.

I am currently listening to Farewell Jr - music to suit my mood, my jumper has a slight musty smell as I left it tucked away before the summer. But that’s ok because today feels like a day of change which although I am usually uncomfortable with it feels necessary.

Whist the weather begins its inevitable change, I follow suit in trying to find appropriate wardrobe staples –  a casual affair involving perfect timing (waiting for little francis’s nap time), coffee in my favorite cup, music and of course urban!

Urban Outfitters have the best selection of oversized jumpers – my ultimate favorite!

A few of my favs! fashion 3 40b874_8ddd843538aa9755813b4ed48b1bf401.png_srz_p_379_383_75_22_0.50_1.20_0.00_png_srz


To cringe or not to cringe

I have just found a few videos I filmed back when Francis was a few months old, I had every intention to vlog but after uploading to youtube I took them down after a day because I made myself cringe! 

I am now considering giving it that one last shot and perhaps trying a more natural approach as the videos I did before seemed a little scripted :/ 


If anyone has any tips for new kind of new vloggers please leave me a comment below as I would love to hear from you. 

The big question is shall I or shant I…. 



Keep Running

Today I wear my struggles for everyone to see, my eyes small and squinty through complete lack of sleep and my hair screaming for some TLC!

Despite wearing my new(ish) summer dress and it being a lovely sunny weekend, I don’t feel quite right.

Francis has decided to fight our usual night time routine which has changed the peaceful dynamics in the house. The night time chaos doesn’t tend to simmer down and to be honest in my mind it feels like it goes on all night.
However this is something we are working on as I am sure Francis is having a hard time and we just need to support him through this phase.
It is so easy to allow the lack of sleep and stress to get on top of me so I am on route to self recovery – hence why today I woke up at 6am to go for a morning run by the sea.
Although 6am is slightly mad as I am complaining of lack of sleep, the running helps boost my mood and keep me at a level pace in my head. The calm of the sea contrasts with my mind which is always two steps ahead constantly full speed, so its a perfect way to keep calm and run!

As well as running regularly we invested in a juicer after much debate, we are hoping our better lifestyles will give us a boost. I am already hooked and love experimenting with flavours, I think little Francis does too :)

I hope you have all had a wonderful weekend :)
thank you to all my followers who support me and give me a great reason to keep posting blogs and updates.

This is me pre run – messy bedrooms can wait I was determined to start my day like this.


Let the juice making begin.



And finally carefully hiding the face trying to look ‘posed’
This dress is from Vera Moda


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I quit!

I feel like I am currently sat in the circle of an AA meeting waiting for my turn to stand up and confess my troubles, unburden my thoughts
– giving my self a certain sense of achievement through something that is truly a terrible trait.

Similar to an unwanted habit or an addiction to something that’s bad for you, my problem is frowned upon and tainted with a negative approach.

I am addicted to quitting …. Now that wasn’t too hard to say although I am not sure I like the way the word sounds it has an aggressive edge.
Never the less I honestly try to change my ways and be a little more consistent. But unfortuatly my quitting habits have stuck with me throughout my life.

As a teenager it was almost expected and perhaps I could get away with it back then as it was more of a way of life, my hair was an obvious indication to my ever changing mind and my work ethic hadn’t quite reached a respectable level (much to my fathers disappointment)

But I left those carefree days behind long ago along with a terrible fashion sense and even worse hair styles, the only thing I kept was an embarrassing taste in heavy metal and this awful attitude towards quitting.

Things start to get tough and I quit, I see thick black fog and I don’t try to get out of it and truthfully I am not sure why.
I have two jobs on the go and one of them I decided to leave. I had pondered the idea for a few weeks but it didn’t make quitting any easier.
I am left with disappointment as my habit rears its ugly head reminding me of that pesky teenager I once was.

I conclude this negative story with a little lighter thought – perhaps I just feel comfortable in doing what I think is right and regardless of how other people may perceive it, quitting is strangely courageous and there is nothing wrong with rebelling against society’s constant demands.

I am a mother and providing I don’t quit my other job I am sure this quitting spree will stop there.
I haven’t quit being a mother so there’s a thing right! ;)