Mum problem’s….

Brace yourself because this one is a bit of a moan…..

Do you know what really gets my back up? Really put’s me in a crappy mood, rile’s me, makes my blood boil?

Bloody places with staff that treat you like shite because you have children in tow!

Sod off!

I am so fed up of being made to feel like your not wanted in places, I get that we’re a bit of a tribe and we may not sit and whisper in the corner BUT we are paying customers and human beings who should be treated the same as the next!

Today I went to a cafe a big chain cafe which I won’t mention, the vibe was instantly cold from the manager serving me, not a smile, not a thankyou and even our drinks given to us in take away cups as a not so subtle hint!

It instantly got my back up and what did I do I bloody took it out on the kids and was ratty with them moaning every time they raised there voices, I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted them to be perfect angels but actually probably made them (one in particular) play up a bit because I was on his case.

Last year a few friends and I took our babies to a restaurant for lunch, my fave restaurant until that day. We turn up t the empty restaurant to be greeted by a mumbling waiter who immediately ummed and ahed about whether they had high chairs. He went off and came back to tell us that they were locked in a room they had no access to. We were there and the babies were small so we said we would keep them in buggies, there was plenty of room and they were good as gold. The manager served us throughout our meal with barely a word let alone a smile. We actually asked for things and got no reply and then them bought to us, “oh he did hear us?” we thought. Maybe he was having a bad day? Oh no every other person that walked through the door was welcomed with a smile and he completely changed.

It was nearly time to go and I decided I would change my little man’s nappy, as I went to change him in the disabled toilet and there they were 2 piles of high chairs stacked up! Not locked away at all, my heart sank and I felt absolutely gutted that a restaurant I had been to for years, recommended to friends and loved had treated me this way!

We left and I haven’t returned, I won’t return how we were made to feel was unacceptable and I hope no one else is made to feel like that by them again. We emailed a complaint to the head office to which they replied there was a mix up but it was just a cover up, at least they can be aware and hopefully stop it from happening again. I couldn’t believe it they didn’t want us there with our children, they had hoped that by not having high chairs we would have gone else where. Gutted doesn’t even come close to how I felt.

So that’s it I’m over it! next time I’m given an ice cold stare and made to feel unwelcome I won’t take it out on the kids I will try to relax and maybe I might just have the balls to tell them! Ok I probably won’t tell them but I won’t let my kids suffer and I will go somewhere else.

Screw you cafe lady!!!

I know not everywhere is like this and there’s a lot of fantastic welcoming places too and to them THANKYOU!!!!!!!!

Peace out!

Sharing the love…

This one is for big families, other like minded people that thought having multiple children was a great idea! Oh it is I wouldn’t change it for the world but…..

How do you share your time?

It’s so easy to get into a rut of the mundane Groundhog Day style life. You wake up rush around getting ready for school and drop them off. Then amuse toddler all day pray he naps so I can clean the house/ watch kuwtk and have a hot cuppa. Retrieve kids from school and go home or to an after school club, rush around making dinner and then starts the bedtime prep! No you calm down! I know the excitement is all too much but that’s a normal week for us.

I hear people talk of this spending time doing things after school but I’m not sure where this time comes from?

Admittedly without the clubs we would have more time but they love them and are good at them and well we’re in too deep there’s no turning back now!

If we’re lucky at the weekend we might get a free day a free day that starts after swimming lessons or football maybe a birthday party thrown in for good measure, a free afternoon then it’s a bloody free afternoon, Damn it!

You wonder how to spend the day???

Chill day/afternoon to recharge your batteries for the next weeks rat race? Kids love chill days don’t they? About once a year! Otherwise they are bored and want to get out the box of doom that is the arts and crafts which lets be honest is most parent’s nightmare! Creating big cardboard heaps to sit around the house looking pretty, pretty damn ugly! I don’t mean it kid’s your creations are all beautiful and I keep them all. I don’t I’m sorry I don’t but one day if you happen to read this you will understand that your models are massive eye sores that only a mother can love.

So we go for a walk or play a game or procrastinate the day away folding washing and de-cluttering lego models from every nook and cranny. It can all be a little repetitive I need inspiration and new things to do?

Amongst all this running around spending quality time with the schooly’s is really tricky. Off course I listen to them read and read to them but to be honest it doesn’t get much better than that in the week. We take the kids to the clubs and watch them which is nice, the husband is Joes coach so that means they get a lot of time together doing their thing. However this isn’t always enough and leaves me constantly asking how Can i put in more quality time?

I try to take them out individually every now and then as a treat just for them but I’ve lost track of who’s next so I’ve decided I need to get back in track and sort it out.

I’ve decided I’m going to go through my calendar and block out times where I will do something be it big or small but recognise that they are the only one doing it with me.

A great idea a friend has also given me is to choose one night a month for each child and they get to stay up for an extra half hour to do something with Mum or Dad. This could be tricky as joe being the oldest by 3yrs stays up later than the others but maybe on those night he can read in bed? There’s a lot of thought going into this as you can probably tell it’s gonna be a bit trial and error but I am determined to find a way that we can all share the love and all feel special.

– bake a cake

– draw a picture

– play a game

– pamper each other

– lego

– pyjama walk

Ideas welcome I’d love to know what you like doing for a little one on one time??

Stan threw out another cracker this week…. Whilst in Waitrose I asked him to go and grab a cucumber to which he replied very loudly “il get a cockcumber” “I think you’ll find it’s called a cucumber darling” I replied in my sensible Mum voice “I know but I’m gonna call them cockcumbers that’s my new name for them” whilst giggling to myself I saw a lady chuckling into the tangerine stand. Only my son!

Hope you’re all having a good weekend!


Yes I definitely remember..

I definitely remember I mean how could I have even forgot?

The destruction and determination of a toddling baby!

It’s fun guys, I mean it’s heart warming watching them take those first steps it brings tears to my eyes, for me it’s my favourite milestone and I remember them all taking their first steps so significantly. They toddle around like little drunk men for a few days and then that’s it they’re ready to hit the town, by hit the town I mean literally take out the town I mean left to his own devices I’m pretty sure he could destroy a whole village in a day!

But alas he settles for our house, opening drawers and throwing out the contents, getting into the bin (who knew veg peelings were so appealing), pulling down drinks and anything that he can stretch out his go go gadget arm to pull down, let him near the bathroom and well you know what happens in there I’m not gonna go into specifics.

After about 3 days of walking Frank realised he could climb! Yay! Now I’m all for encouraging gross motor skills but climbing into the window sill and planting slobbery kisses all of the window is not encouraged, using a ride on as a step ladder to climb on the toy kitchen is also not encouraged but this is what we are spending our days doing at present.


This is what happens when said child is removed from the window or anything he has mounted. He throws himself to the floor and does a very angry backwards crawl until he just sulks in a heap on the floor. He looks at me like I’m the meanest mummy in the world with his little chubby flushed face and his mop of hair all over the place.

So yeah that’s my update we’re living the dream clearing up one mess after the next and sipping prosecco like it’s going out of fashion!

It’s all good fun though right?


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A New year…

As far as the tradition goes Christmas comes to a close and we start thinking about the new year. Hopes, dream’s, aspirations, trying to better ones self, give up the bad and start the good..

Giving ourselves goals is great we can always aspire to be better as life is what we make it, only we can change it, it’s not always an easy ride but we can certainly make it a little smoother.

Who’s losing a stone in jan? Every year it’s top of my list and it sucks, it’s such a rubbish way to start the new year!

January is hard money’s always tight after overspending at Christmas, everyone is on a bit of a low after the excitement of the Christmas build up and it’s all a little bit shit! There’s no beautiful displays to visit anymore, the decorations have come down, it’s not acceptable to drink prosecco everyday anymore (damn it) and everyone returns to work. People try to fill the void by planning their next big event be it a holiday, new home, birthday celebrations anything to make January a little easier and so the new year begins.

So do I want to lose a stone? I’d Love to but its bottom of my list this year, I’d much rather go into the new year feeling positive rather than negative. We overindulge at Christmas and we enjoy it, we share food, laughs and love and if the jeans get a bit tighter then so be it, a bit of reigning it in and the Pounds will come off, it might not happen in a week but at least you won’t feel shit about yourself starving hungry on some stupid fad diet that will just make you miserable. I’m not anti dieting I’ve been a slimming world member numerous times because it’s a balanced diet which works well with family life and I will return when I want to but I’m certainly not gonna beat myself up about it, I’ve had a lovely Christmas enjoying everything it brings and I’ve definitely got a few more days of prosecco drinking under my belt yet! The kids are still of school after all!

Let’s be kind to ourselves this jan go into the new year positive not depriving ourselves of things we love, make the journey a little less bumpy and ease ourselves in slowly, the 1st of jan is the start of a new year not the day you give up everything you love, and if you go into it feeling good it’s gonna make it a little easier surely? Let’s get through January first.

My main resolution is to get out more with the children, explore new places and appreciate the things in life that come for free.

Frank’s new year resolution is to sleep through the night! I’m so excited!😉

Stan said he’s giving up school!

Bella wants to do more with her family (princess)

Joe is going to be nicer to Bella!

I think we’re in for a good one!

Happy new year! I hope it’s kind to you all.


When it all get’s a bit too much….

December has been a monumentally crazy month!

Relentless, exhausting, exciting, expensive, beautiful, joyful, hard, testing, trying….

These are all word’s that have described my December, there has been high’s…

Watching the children beam in their school nativity’s and make me proud. (Even if Stan was just a stupid animal) His words not mine.

My daughter performing on stage at her annual ballet show and amazing me at how much she has improved, she made me beam with pride and I definitely had a few happy tears.


There’s also been a fair few of these. The children turn wild in December I seem to forget this every year and then it all resonates with me very quickly a bit like stubbing your toe, yes I have shut myself in the bathroom for 5 minutes just to try to get my shit together and find some more patience. Yes I have had a few deep breaths in the kitchen and yes I may have called my children various names under my breath! It’s been a challenging month to say the least.

Being told ‘I hate you’ from stroppy tired 10yr old wasn’t a highlight either. The school exhaustion from play’s, Parties, trips etc makes for some very grumpy kids il tell you.

The pressure of preparation for Christmas Day! It’s one day! One bloody day! I’ve decided I need to do a billion things all in preparation for Christmas. Why? It’s just another day, it was when I was considering fitting in a deep clean that I realised I was being ridiculous, I had to give myself a talking to and just stop! Stop with all the stress and pressure to make it so perfect, rid myself of the anxiety of trying to create the perfect Christmas and just enjoy it for what it is.

when it all gets too much just stop and remember why you are doing it? What Christmas means to you?

A day to spend with my family, laughing, playing, sharing, and making memories. No one is going to care how clean the house is, no one is going to care if I’ve matched all the wrapping or have the perfect outfit, no one!

So it’s stopped, the presents are wrapped the food is brought we have enough booze to sink a ship and enough sweets and chocolate to turn the kids into wild savages! It will be what we make it. There will be a dance off, there will be charades there may even be a few arguments! Ok there will deffo be a few arguments but it will be ours

we will be at home and we will be knee-deep in wrapping paper, I will make several lego models eat several pigs in blankets drink several glasses of prosecco and most importantly there will be love and laughter!

I hope you all have a great day and thankyou to everyone that has read my ramblings this year.

Here’s to 2018!

Tis the season!

It’s been a hard past few weeks, between Frank and I we have had every bug going passing them back and forth, a few new teeth thrown into the mix, broken sleep, tired worn out overexcited kids all resulting in one frazzled slightly cray cray mumma! However we are coming out the other side and this little prince seems to be back to his normal self.

Stan is buzzing with all the excitement of Christmas and moody/ miserable all at the same time, he’s livid because he wanted to be an inn keeper in the school play and instead, in his words got “a stupid animal of your choice that doesn’t even speak” After much persuasion on my part to get him to even take part he has decided to be a crocodile! I say this with a giggle as I don’t think the teacher bargained on getting a crocodile in the Christmas production! There were no specifications on the animal. You stand out from the crowd boy, who wants to be ordinary after all? He’s gonna be the best crocodile there ever was!

This time of year is crazy busy what with school plays, costume prep (Thankyou Sainsbury’s fancy dress), Ballet show, rehearsals, Christmas fetes, Christmas parties, Christmas dinners…. the list goes on.

Seriously who’s handing out the medals because if I remember everything over the next week I want a big fat trophy! Ok I don’t I hate that sort of shit prosecco will do, il take prosecco.

My mind is boggled with dates, times, places and that’s just the kid’s diaries. It’s a fantastic month, the children are so lucky to do all these lovely things and the teachers must bust they’re balls! We appreciate you teachers!

It’s literally non stop I’m gonna be peeling the kids of the pavement come the last day of school, they are knackered already and so in need of the break and I can’t wait! Stan said to me today ” mum I don’t need to go to school anymore, I’ve learnt to read now” bless his heart if only he knew!

So along with the rest of the world the Buds are buzzing for Christmas! We are slowly getting into the festive spirit and actually managed a minor festive task at the weekend! Hooray! We made the easiest reindeer biscuits from good old Sainsbury’s. They are literally fool proof you just add butter and the kid’s decorated them without any help at all, they did a great job!

We visited our local Christmas market too which was lovely, they had a fake snow machine, music and fireworks, we all had a dance and enjoyed the festivities.

Who’s got their Christmas tree up? It seems everyone but us! I’m scared part of me just wants to draw one on the wall and be done with it but I’m not a grinch and the show must go on. It’s not gonna be pretty Frank’s gonna attack the tree daily, it’s gonna be savage! Ive been putting it off but I think the time has come, it’s two weeks before Christmas and it’s gotta happen he’s gonna be pooping pine needles peeps, wish me luck!

This is an idea?

Too much?

I have finally done some wrapping today and my head is feeling less cluttered with things to do, this makes me happy and I shall celebrate with Friday night prosecco! Have a great weekend!

Build each other up..

My 5 yr old came home this week telling me how it’s important to build each other up and be kind. It was the cutest thing and it really touched my heart.

They talk about values at school and how we can show these values to one another. They teach Respect, Friendship, Love, Forgiveness, Honesty and Tolerance. Values we should all hold and demonstrate on a daily basis, values we need to be decent human beings.

He told me how we should tell each other how good our “work” is and how we shouldn’t be cruel and say people’s “work” is rubbish.

The boy spoke a-lot of truth and it made me think about us as adults, I think we all could do with a gentle reminder sometimes of these values and what we are trying to teach our children, are we following these same values ourselves? We need to be demonstrating these in order for our children to follow.

Tolerance is definitely a tricky one for me especially when it comes to parenting, whilst sharing a car journey just yesterday Stanley sung “cauliflower’s fluffy and cabbage’s green” from the top of his lungs and on repeat! I generally wanted to shout “give it a rest” or shut my head in the window! The husband and I looked at each other after about the 3rd repeat both about to have a moan, both our brains frazzled from the constant rendition and we just laughed! He will tire soon I said let’s just let him have his moment if we’re lucky he’l fall asleep. It was painful but it was also painfully funny. It was definitely a gold star for me for tolerance.

Respect…. I think Respect is also a huge deal as a parent and also as a friend. In order to have good friendships we must respect that we are not all the same, we all have different beliefs, ways of doing thing’s and we must respect that and not judge. Some of us work full-time and put their children in nursery full-time, some of us don’t work and spend every minute with their little human’s, some juggle everything working part-time and part-time parenting, some of us may not work and put their kid’s into nursery for a break! Breast-feed, formula feed, follow baby led weaning or feed them Ella’s kitchen pouches to their heart’s content it is your own choice and should have no bearing on anyone else’s life.

Whatever we do, you do, I do, I respect that it’s your choice and we do what works for us, what pays the bills put’s clothes on our children’s back’s or even doesn’t, sacrifices and cut backs just to enjoy those first few years, like I said we’re all different and we need to respect that.

Honesty….. Honesty is a tricky one because whilst we should always be honest and not lie, as parent’s we tell our kid’s a whole stack of them on a daily basis. The Easter bunny, Father Christmas, elves, tooth fairy (I hate her by the way she’s got a lot to answer for, always bloody forgets!) Need I go on? Where do babies come from? How are they made?

What I didn’t bargain for was the ten year old shouting “Mum!””

“What’s mastifation, something like that?”


“Do you mean masturbation darling?”

“Yes that’s it”

“Ummmm why?”

“My friend asked the teacher at school”

“Oh ok and what did the teacher say?”

“You should probably ask your parent’s that one”

Off course they did, they didn’t want to be held responsible for corrupting the young mind’s of a whole class of 10yr olds!

It had been a talk about body changes, and what to expect. What would you do? Honesty? Is honesty always the best policy?

I won’t tell you my detailed answer mainly because it makes a little bit of sick hit my throat but I told him in a very tame way what it meant, and he found it quite hilarious. Of course he did!

What’s gonna be next?

In the last year we’ve had a discussion about how babies are actually made, he’s decided Santa’s not real and now this! I’m a little bit gutted he’s growing up so much and his innocent little mind is being slowly corrupted. God help me!

I’d love to know anyone else’s experiences with similar situations as I feel like I’m going into the next few years with blinkers on, send me a message and in the meantime il be drinking wine! That’s my honesty.

I’m also showing huge tolerance with his hormonal mood swing’s because quite honestly I sometimes feel like telling him to pack his bags!

Look at that face!

On a much sweeter note it is very lovely to hear my children coming home from school telling me how they have shown values of friendship that day.

Proud mumma


Photo credits to – Beth wood’s Aka The shutter mumma

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