Now it may seem somewhat ironic or even hypocritical of a so called blogger (I use it loosely) to be annoyed about getting unwanted opinions but in my defense I don’t hound down followers, make them follow me, read my blog and watch my stories. I’m hear if you want to ask or listen but it’s totally your choice.
We’ve all seen that angelic moment on TV where the 7th heaven family make marks on a wall or door frame documenting their child’s height.
Mome is a collection of positive affirmation cards designed for men, woman and children alike. They are beautifully designed by a wonderful graphic designer Niamh McMahon. A proud Limerick woman like myself. This lady really has her finger on the pulse knowing what is quickly becoming a priority in every modern household! Positive thinking and mindfulness are on the tip of everyone’s tongue and something we all strive to incorporate more of into our lives every day.
Vintage and shabby chic is very much my home decor style. I love the old the upcycled and the restored. Floral prints and quaint patterns. My wedding day was a vintage tea party with teacup centre pieces, teapot cake, baby’s breath bouquets and lace ribbon as far as the eye could see. Continue reading
This is for the Mamas who inspired, encouraged Ned helped me through my first year of motherhood. To my amazing friends and family both physical and virtual! Mother’s Day seems a most appropriate a time to publish this. This is not a blissful blog about how my heart has never felt so full of love and how every burp my baby makes my life seem worth while. Continue reading
Why? Oh why,do we compare our babies? As a new mum,I’ve become so aware of the milestones and the box ticking that goes on with a new baby,especially in the first year. A lot of this is fuelled,and rightly so in the right context,by our health system. In the beginning it puts amazing pressure on you, weights, ounces, solids, hand eye coordination, clapping hands, smiling, sitting, farting…Lord you name it they’ve an “appropriate”age for it! This pressure wore off me in the later six months when Ned was well weaned, a big boy to say the least and content in my eyes. But I know many of my friends continued to feel the pressure for so many things and so many aspects of raising their little baby. Often,purely fuelled by comparison!