Find Time For Style As A Busy Mum

When you are a busy mum trying to wrangle your kids every morning for school and other activities, fashion is likely the last thing on your mind. We all know how difficult staying stylish can be when you become a mum; and the winning combo of a jumper and a messy bun is often a go to choice.

Wear the Bikini, Be Kind & a Bit More WitWitWoo

Two weeks ago I bought a bikini. You may be thinking, no big deal, well I hadn't bought a bikini since I was in my early 20's, pre-children and I know many of you probably haven't had the confidence to buy one since becoming a mum too.

For me, my relationship with my body has pretty much been swaying from "My body is amazing for what it's done" to "I could cry every time I look in the mirror". A woman's relationship with her body is an incredibly personal one and one that has brought me so much confliction and sadness over the years.

Body Confidence & Being a Mum

When I was pregnant with both my children I loved having a bump, I embraced the changes that happened to my body and was proud of what my body was doing. That feeling soon left. Engorged breasts whilst feeding to deflated bags of skin where my once perky boobs once sat. A saggy ledge sitting over my c-section scar and the extra baby weight that I just can't shift. To say I'm confident about my body would be a lie.

I would love to be two stone lighter, perkier boobs and a flat stomach and to be honest when I look in the mirror I can become very down about my appearance. I'm always determined that I will love my body and treat it the way it deserves to be treated, instead of spiralling into a pity party and eating for the sake of eating. Sound familiar? I know I'm not alone, I know we all perhaps have areas of our bodies we dislike but for me, I want to be out of that cycle of negativity and I want, no, I need to love my body. I deserve that.  

Mother's Unite | Everyday Struggles of a Mum

The love I have for my children can sometimes knock me off my feet. Literally. An all consuming love that you just can't quite describe, but all parents will instantly relate and no words are needed. You may have a dog/pet that you adore. Love even. But it simply does not compare to that of a child.

It's the kind of love that makes you question everything in life. Are you being too strict, not strict enough? Are they eating the right foods, getting enough sleep, is that rash something sinister? The worries of a parent are never ending and I'm sure even as they grow these worries never end.

Me Vs Bedtime

The plates are in the sink, dinner is over. That only means one thing. Operation bedtime has commenced. I'll set the scene. The house is a pit, the children have gone wild whilst I prepare their dinner, the concept of tidying up is lost on a four and one-year-old.  Toy's have been strategically placed, their hairbrush is normally in an unusual place (they seem to enjoy the daily morning struggle of retrieving it) along with the remote control - Mummy isn't allowed to boxset binge.

This is my battlefield.

Manic Monday

I hazily roll over trying to get comfortable in bed whilst my son continues to kick me in my back. The (what started out to be genital) kicks get more lively, along with the giggles. I sigh, reach over for my phone to check the time. Surely, this boy should know I need my sleep. My phone lights up. It's 7:15 am. Shit. I should have been up an hour ago.

What's in My Bag? The Working/Blogging/Mum Edit

Being a full time working mum and also a blogger, I tend to have to hoard around a lot of "stuff". My husband always jokes when I lug around my large bag, but it has all the essentials I need in one bag. Which means I rarely have to take out a changing bag. 

The bag I use daily is from Accessorize and has three large hand compartments. I split them into "work", "blog"and "Henry" - organised right?! This way I know where everything is depending on which "mode" I'm in.