Saturday, 22 July 2017
Thursday, 20 July 2017
I used to be a romantic. I remember reading every fairytale growing up.I believed in love at first sight, the magic of a first kiss & happily ever afters. Then I got my heart-broken… no not broken, squashed, stomped on & kicked to the curb like day old rubbish.
Granted that first time around I now know was not real love. I was very very young & more in love with the idea of LOVE then the person at the time. I made a lot of bad decisions & I paid the consequences. I was bitter & very much anti- LOVE. And then I met a man who would literally sweep me off my feet. LITERALLY!!! ❤️
I guess what they say is true, when you are not looking for love you will find it. I certainly was not looking to MR.B for a relationship, he was my best friend & have been since I was 13 years old (he was 14years.) But he was looking, he saw me, he persevered & didnt give up, it took him a while to woo me so to speak, a good 4 years infact! But it didn't stop him… well lets just say my life has never been the same. 😉
We are yin & yang. He likes romantic comedy & I am a thriller/action kind of gal. (Kinda joking about the romantic comedy part, kinda not😂) He is happy sitting home quietly on the couch & I am a let’s go dancing girl. He has to have the TV or radio on at all times & I enjoy the quiet, reading my kindle. And yet… we work!
MR.B is my best friend. He is my rock. He can complete my sentences but knows how much I hate that so he won’t. He reads me better than I read myself. He lifts me up when I am down & grounds me when my head is in the clouds. He not only puts up with all my crazy "Spur On The Moment" type antics, he gets a kick out of them. He loves me for me. Fat or skinny, long hair or short… doesn’t matter to him.
He makes me laugh! That last one is worth repeating… HE MAKES ME LAUGH.
He also annoys the hell out of me, spends WAY too much time in the bathroom getting ready, he is super OCD about EVERY little thing (good in a way, but also bloody annoying!) & if he buys another watch I may just have to leave him. But you know what… I love that about him. It makes him not perfect.(But you still better not buy another watch!)
I use to be a romantic… now I would say I am a realist who enjoys being romanced. There is a big difference. You see fairy tales only show you half the story. They never show you what happens after the big fancy wedding. (Still waiting for this to happen guys, times a ticking MR.B get a move on!💍😂) They don’t show financial struggles, people dying & you certainly don’t find relationship struggles.
No our life is not a fairy tale. But it is OUR life & one I would not ever change for anything.
I love you my darling…even more than I did 10 years ago when you forced me to change my mind! (LOL) Thank you for being my cheerleader, my life coach, my partner. Thank you for making me look at the glass as half full when I am certain it is half empty. Thank you for calming my fears, wiping my tears & giving me a good kick in the rear when I need it.
I love you more than yesterday but less than tomorrow. I am not sure where this crazy magic carpet ride we seem to be on is going to take us next, but I do know there is no one I would rather get rug burn with than you! WINK WINK! 😉
Happy Anniversary!!! 💝
Love you lots my love 💕
Wednesday, 19 July 2017
To My Darling MR.B,
Today you enter your 28th year of life! We get to celebrate YOU & that makes me so happy. You never like to be in the spotlight nor do you love attention, so that's what makes today especially fun. Since we aren't a couple that is big on PDA (translation: you aren't - I TOTALLY am ...I thought I would openly 'gush' over you because that's what birthdays are for!
First off, I'll just start by saying that you are the absolute best person I know. You are caring & welcoming ... non judgmental & forgiving ... steady & strong. I have had the privilege of being around you for awhile now & you are the same today as you were 14 years ago when our friendship first began; the same sweet man with a quiet yet strong presence & a warm heart.
You have the innate ability to get along with literally ANYONE, which is such an admirable trait (and one that I certainly am still trying to acquire)
You are an encourager by nature. You believe in people & support them, regardless of circumstance. This has always been true in our relationship. There have been many dreams & ideas that I have chased over the past 14 years & you ALWAYS supported them. Not only did you support me, but you listened, gave your input & encouraged me every step of the way. Thank you ... I love you for that.
Your positivity is infectious! You see the glass 'half full' & always choose to see the good in every situation. It's hard to find someone that's always in a good mood (even in the wee hours of the morning!) ... but I appreciate it so much!
You are the most humble human I know. You have every reason not to be (don't make me list them all), yet you display humility & kindness in every situation. I am witness to it daily and it's one of the MOST attractive qualities about you.
You are such an incredible father to our 3 beautiful children & it's an absolute DREAM to watch you with them. I knew early on in our relationship that you would be an amazing dad, but you're even BETTER than I could have ever imagined. They look at you with stars in their eyes & nothing makes me happier than to know they can always feel secure in you & your love.
The world needs more men like you in it, you are such a blessing in our lives & the lives of so many. I am so thankful every day for you, our friendship & the little family we have created. So today, on your special day, I hope you know you are loved BEYOND measure...deeply & forever!
Happiest of birthdays, my love & cheers to many more...
Love You Lots
Gemma xx 💝
Tuesday, 18 July 2017
Lessons they miss out of your Pre Natal Classes.
At least I think they miss them off, but as I went to exactly 0 - I wouldn't know. Still, if I were to rewrite the curriculum, this is what we would learn instead.
Lesson 1- 🙄 How to politely accept a strangers incorrect advice. 2 weeks of training your face from a blatant grimace, to one of serene acceptance. Dickheads are the second constant of life Im afraid.
Homework : Practise your serenity by not using your mind to stab people that ask you questions ' You not had it yet?!' 'Get your sleep NOW, you'll never sleep again' ' Don't you know what you're in for...?' Etc etc.
Lesson 2 - 🚷 How to change your Facebook settings to private, so inconsiderate family members cannot announce any part of your journey to the world BEFORE YOU DO. We are doing all the hard work, growing this babe - do NOT take any of the small joys away from us. Tag me and die, Arsenhöle.
Lesson 3 - 🏩 The Art of Hospital Bag packing, followed by - the reality of what is going to happen to those knickers you packed. Freebies include - washing powder that works on blood, tissues for random crying and a menu for the local takeaway. Because fuck cooking when your fanny feels like roadkill.
Lesson 4 - 🗯 Great Swear Words To Use In Labour, points for creating your own, and making one long word from several. 'AssTitsWankFuckBitchShitCunt' was a fave of mine, as well as ' Ow you Bastard-Bitch'. Followed by 'Design your own, sorry Midwife, I didn't mean it' Cards. To be sent anytime from a day, to three years after birth. I'm sure they'll remember you.
Lesson 5 - ☕️ Mindfulness. A whole hour dedicated to doing absolutely fuck all useful, but calling it mindfulness so we don't look lazy. This hour will be thought about ALOT once baby departs from womb and follows you everywhere. Including the doorstep for your five minute bit of vitamin D everyday.
Lesson 6 - ✨ Affirmations. No I'm actually serious with this one, every new mum, first time mum, second, third fourth - every mum that had a bad experience, every mum that is nervous. ALL OF THEM. Need to be told before going into this, that they can do it. They are strong they are amazing. They should trust themselves to do it, they shouldn't feel shame if things change. Birth is amazing, not something to fear. 💖
Feel free to forward this to the head of the NHS.
Or your local Health care provider.
Or just print it off for your pregnant mate. She'll see the funny side soon, I promise :)
Tuesday, 4 July 2017
- 2-1/2 cups Chicken Broth
- Pinch of Spanish Saffron
- Drizzle of extra virgin olive oil
- 2x boneless skinless chicken thighs, chopped
- 6oz Mexican chorizo
- 1 shallot or 1/2 onion, chopped
- salt & pepper
- 3 cloves garlic, minced
- 2 vine-ripened tomatoes, chopped
- 2 teaspoons paprika
- dash of cayenne pepper (optional)
- 1 cup long grain white rice
- 6oz large prawns, peeled then deveined and chopped
- 1/2 cup frozen peas
- 1. Bring chicken broth & saffron to a boil in a small saucepan then turn heat to low & place a lid on top to keep hot.
- 2. Meanwhile, heat extra virgin olive oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat then add chicken, chorizo & shallots, season with salt & pepper, then saute until chorizo & chicken are cooked through, 5 minutes, breaking chorizo up as it cooks. Add garlic then saute for 1 minute. Add tomatoes & their juices, paprika & cayenne pepper if using then saute until tomatoes are softened, 3 minutes.
- 3. Add rice & hot broth to skillet then stir to combine & bring to a boil. Place a lid on top then lower heat & simmer until rice has nearly absorbed all the broth & is just slightly al dente, 13-15 minutes. Stir in prawns & peas then place lid back on top and let skillet sit off the heat for 5 minutes. Season with more salt & pepper to taste then serve.
- It really is that simple!
Wednesday, 28 June 2017
Tuesday, 27 June 2017
“What do you do as a parent, that you said you wouldn’t do?”
Do you know, I didn’t even need to think hard about my answer.
I am the Shouty Mummy.
It’s not what I had envisioned pre children, but being a parent is challenging & can test your patience to its limit! What I did (unrealistically) imagine was the calm, cool, collected Mummy who would have the answer to everything, within 5 seconds of my sparkly eyed child asking the cutest question.
The reality is, however, that being a parent isn’t filled with sparkling moments. The reality is that it’s hard work and that sometimes you lose your shit.
I lose my shit, and have done so with embarrassment. That was however before the realisation that everyone, at some point cannot actually quite maintain the ‘okay sweetheart, stop poking your sister in her eye’ pleasant almost singing tone & that at that point that Shouty Mummy comes out. Whether your a Mother, Father, Sister, Brother, Grandparent or any other version of cheerleaders that help raise children. They all have their own moments. Maybe not the same as yours, but they do. And if they say they don’t, they do.
I am not however condoning shouting or losing your shit at every opportunity. I mean, who actually wants to lose their shit. However, it is perfectly NORMAL to get caught up in the moment when you feel like you are talking to a brick wall!
It’s perfectly NORMAL to feel overwhelmed with the day and/or stressed in the moment because you’ve had 3 hours of broken sleep or the only food you’ve consumed is the leftover crust from the toast your baby neglected to eat.
So when the baby has screamed “MAAAMAAA MAAAMAAA” for the 43rd time whilst you are attempting to scramble together the food shop, then doing the under arm scrum baby hold whilst whispering FML can be the thing that stops you from having the full blown baby/toddler type meltdown in the middle of the frozen food section. Either that or the mum finger comes out wagging like a Cocker spaniel tail whilst repeating “I’m going to count to 3…”
You are honestly not the only one.
However, it can feel like you are at times. Like you’ve completely got it wrong, that your raising a monster or being a terrible Mother because you’ve shouted or lost your patience. As Mothers & Fathers we are constantly comparing ourselves to others. Especially the others who appear to have all their shit together.
Well, I am of the mind set that you do your best. You do what you can, at that moment in time because you are a frigging amazing mother/father/cheerleader & being good enough is all they need.
Perfection only gives children a screwed perception of the world, and who’s perfection are we living up to? Why do we want children who are seen & not heard?
I definitely don’t.
Each & every question, or paddy, or kick off shows me that they are developing & learning to understand the world. Each & every funny & random story Jamie & Gracie-Mae tell me, shows me how I’ve given them the space to be creative & test out the world.
So sometimes I shout, but sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I have more patience than other days. Some days I just about make the food & employ the digital nanny (Tele/iPads/Xbox ).
But that’s okay.
It’s better to not be perfect.
You are good enough & you need to give yourself a break. If you have had a shitty day, let it be just that- a day. It’s not your life, it’s not all the time. Even though it can feel that way sometimes!
And if you ever need a rant/cheerleader/moan/winge/cry/laugh…. then come over to this little corner of the Internet & leave a comment/ have a natter because the likelihood is that someone else has felt that way too!
Don’t ever feel like your in this alone.
We are all in this together.
Tuesday, 20 June 2017
Wine, wine, wine – it seems Mum's everywhere are obsessing about wine, counting down the hours & minutes to wine o’clock begging many to ask the questions why Mum's drink wine? Well if this is you…..
then it’s time to set the record straight about why Mum's drink wine….
1. It passes off as Ribena or apple juice
So that when you need to pretend that you’re not actually drinking wine when you actually are…well then, you can.
2. It reduces our chances of having a heart attack (on any given day!)
As Mum's, on some days – you know when EVERYTHING is going wrong & you’re racing around like some maniac & the kids are being utter s***s & you feel like you’re one step away from having a cardiac. Well, on these days, you can at least drink some wine & perhaps head off that stress & cardiac at the pass by knowing that drinking a little wine will in fact do your heart some good – hurrah! (ok, probably not the main reason we drink it though!)
3. The empty bottles make you feel like a rock star!
Nothing says rock star more than a recycling bin overflowing with wine bottles – well, that’s basically as close to rock star-dom any of us are likely to get to anyway.
4. It makes your crap dinner taste better
Let’s face it, when you have knocked out another disaster of a dinner for the family, you can either cry into your plate OR pour yourself a glass of wine, which will make it all taste so much better!
5. Because you don’t need to leave the house to drink it
Yup wine, our old friend, can be drunk without you having to leave your house or getting out of your stained clothes & hurrah! can be drunk with your bra off too. Best enjoyed sitting on the sofa in front of Netflix.
6. It makes us less vile
Picture the scene: Pre glass of wine = vile mood, hell on earth. Post glass of wine = happy, happy, happy without a care in the world. And a happy Mama makes for a happy household. Yup, wine is the ultimate in mood enhancers (that are legal) & stress reducers so when the day is going to crap, there’s nothing wrong with bringing wine o’ clock forward by an hour or two (judge away!). P.S. did you know that a glass of wine a day can makes you less prone to depression? And Lord knows we could all do with some help on dodging that bullet.
7. It makes all that mum guilt disappear into the ether
You know it to be true – once you’ve had a glass of wine all that mum guilt just goes…poof! & vanishes away in a puff of smoke.
8. It makes you feel sexyyyyy
Yup amazing what a transformation a glass of wine can make happen. Before a glass of wine, you probably feel about as attractive as a bucket of smashed crabs. After one glass of wine….woahhhhhh mama! You better watch out. Someone’s going to be in for a surprise when they get home. Well, you’ve got to keep the fire alive somehow, and it’s a good a way as any in my book!
9. It’s cheaper than therapy
Seriously, just think of all the things you need to get off your chest! You could go and hemorrhage money sitting on a therapist’s couch…or you could just go and pour yourself a glass of wine and take the edge off.
10. It’s the only thing that makes sleep deprivation better
If you’re acting drunk because you haven’t slept properly for days on end, well then…you might as just go ahead & be the real deal!
So there you go….if you’re wondering about whether to have a glass of wine tonight & needing any convincing….here it is.