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Babies first… Mother’s Day weekend.

Can you believe the time of year already? I am shocked at how rapidly time is passing with this new year, as we enter those Spring months. I haven’t seen much of Spring yet, though.

Snow, rain, sleet, wind..yep..the Beast from the East got that lot covered but no hints of Spring which is a little disappointing. Here is hoping that the flowers begin to bloom and everything starts to become a little brighter. I’m so ready to be over with the Winter, to pack away the heavy duty clothing and to see the World come to life once more. I’m ready to regain the spring in my step and to watch the lambs bound around the fields nearby.


March marks the month of Mother’s Day, an occasion that is celebrated all around the World and for good reason. March brings with it my little Sisters birthday, Females all around celebrate International Women’s day. but most importantly, March also brings to us Mothers, Mothers day. May we celebrate the women in our lives, praise our Mother’s and feel a sense of pride as we Mother our own young. March is the month of girl power, for sure. An incredible month for celebrating strong women all around.

This year round, I had the privilege to celebrate my first Mothering Sunday which I will share the details of with you. My little bebe is now six months old and in her short time with us, I’ve never felt happier. Eleanor was meant to be mine and brings with her a daring amount of responsibility. She is a privelige to Mother no matter how tough some days can be.


My journey into Motherhood has not been easy, I’ll never deny just how tough I’ve found this time. I had a difficult labour, the cluster feeding left me feeling drained, we’ve had the crushing effects of colic and reflux, a needy baby who wants to be held and will not sleep alone or even be left in the care of anyone other than myself without a drama. I battle with a feisty, breast fed baby every day who refuses a bottle point blank and screams each time I put her down or into her stroller. I can’t get a out alone often as it’s not worth the battle or the cries that do not end, it beings too much stress.

I have to go to bed at 10pm each night wether I like it or not. I cannot watch any movies or cuddle up with Euan, I have to lay in bed awake and nurse Eleanor to sleep. I could stay up, but she will scream, it doesn’t stop. Don’t even mention control crying, we have tried and I can assure you, there is nothing controlled about it.


My little Eleanor, my Snugs, is full of personality, full of strength, full of temper, charisma and might. Each day with her, I learn more about myself than I could ever imagine. My baby girl has taught me true love, she’s taught me patience, she’s taught me a sense of compassion and flexibility. She’s taught me how strong I can be and how amazing the human body is. Not only do I teach her, but she teaches me.

I couldn’t be more honoured or grateful to be Mother to such a strong willed little girl. It is an exceptional privilege to hold her, to nurse her, to love her and to see the love and the pureness in her eyes as she looks at me. I only wish I could see the world through her eyes.

To watch her grow will be a whole new level of amazement and I’m sure there will be many challenges to come. After six months of playing Mum, I am now confident within my Patenting abilities (to an extent) and I know that as a family we can over come any challenge together and move forward through each stage.

It’s been a busy weekend celebrating and I can finally catch a break to have a coffee and write a post. On Saturday, I headed out with the females of the family for an afternoon tea to ring in my sister’s birthday. Saturday was pouring of rain and cold, I was dropped off by Euan and I met with my Mum, Sister, Aunt and Cousin at the City centre and we then headed off to the chosen venue for our tea and a catch up. Euan went to the cinema as he waited for us to finish and got us back home after. Eleanor was with me also, though sleeping in her stroller.. this didn’t last ten minutes once we got to our seats.

We went to the Carmelite.. our Wedding reception venue, only I didn’t make the call to go here, it was my Sister’s choice. The hotel was busy with parties of Women and families, I assume celebrating Mother’s Day. The table we were placed at was rounded and made for easy communication. The tea/coffee was served promptly and we all dined on a variety of sandwiches, cakes and scones. Lush.

I had a veggie option and had tomato sandwiches, a small mug of soup and snacked on the sweet treats. The variety on display was great and we all had plenty to choose from. My Sister had a great time and that was the main thing, it was her day after all. Eleanor was a grouch, mot untypical of her right now with an ear infection and teething. Nothing would settle her when she became feisty and tired, not even a feed. I had to call it quits and leave a little early.

Though most of my time was spent trying to entertain Eleanor and stressing over her cries, I still had a lovely time and it was good to catch up in a setting away from home.Besides, I am a sucker for an afternoon tea.If you haven’t already guessed, coffee and cake is my kryptonite.

Come Sunday, I woke in a great mood next to my two best friends in the World. Happy Mothers day to me! We had morning cuddles and took it easy before heading out for a latte to kick start the day. The sun was shining so we grabbed our dog Fern too who happily obliged to come along for the walk. I do love a slow paced morning where there is no rush and no plans to commit too. Just me and my family against the World.

We got back from the trip and spent the afternoon doing chores while working through a Wedding song playlist which we have created for the day. We will have no DJ or live band but can play music from our own device freely. With the wedding just months away, we decided to get going and create the playlist to have ready and adapt if necessary.


Late afternoon, we headed  to Tesco to grab flowers before going up to my Mum’s house for a second birthday tea. Only, I left empty handed as the shelves were stripped of any flowers. There was nothing left, it’s a good job that I had already gifted my Mum with a print or she may have been saddened by this outcome. At Mums we had a full table of snacks and goodies, Mum always goes all out on a Birthday, no matter what age,

This time there was a huge cake for the taking. Homemade carrot cake? Don’t mind if I do!! We all tucked in to juice, snacks, pizza, egg rolls.. you name it. I’ve definitely gained the lbs this weekend. Thank god for breastfeeding and the magic calories it burns, otherwise I’d not be able to maintain a slim frame. Eleanor played in her bouncer that was set up and was happy to be passed around for cuddles..until she became grizzly and wanted nothing more than milk..typical. My Grandad had a hold of her and she burst into tears! Drama Queen.


Heading home we left with a full tummy, a full heart and an even fuller bag of goodies that was packed up for us, courtesy of Mum (a serial feeder). I always love to spend time at Mum’s with my Brothers and Sister, it brings a sense of nostalgia and I always feel at home, it is as though I had never left. It is comforting for me to be back in my comfort zone and childhood hang out, only in very different circumstances. I love to see my Family with Eleanor and interacting with her as she grows, the more that I age and grow, the more precious I believe family to be.

Back home, we created the last of our playlist and had a brief listen before I went off to bed with my baby for a big sleep. A weekend well spent brings a week of content. I have had a superb, family packed weekend where I was certainly not shy of love. A truly great first Mothers Day and I look forward to many more years just like this, if not better.


Keren x


Mum style? What Mum style??


I am definitely a self confessed poser AND clothes horse. I love nothing more than a good shopping spree and shopping for clothes comes top of the list. Style and fashion has always been a passion of mine since my teenage years, I have spent many hours with my head stuck in the wardrobe or checking out my outfit in front of the mirror. Equally, I spent much time watching sex and the city, falling in love with Carrie Bradshaw and her love of fashion ( and a good pair of Manolo’s).

I don’t have a particular niche when it comes to what I wear, I just throw on whatever I feel like wearing. I tend to be drawn to anything faux fur, structured blazers, leather/wet look, girlie tea dresses, ANY glitter items, slubby t-shirts and denim. Especially denim shorts, I don’t know how many pairs of denim shorts I own, there is a drawer full. I’m not kidding. Don’t even get me started on dresses..

I also have a thing for ‘fun’ socks. Any glitter, sparkling, printed or colourful socks, I’ll take them. I love to team funky socks with my outfits, it just adds a little fun. This Autumn, I particularly like trousers, printed vinyl, smart.. I can’t get enough and love to play around and team each pair with different tops and shoes to mix things up. I quite like to clash with prints and colours.

I don’t think that becoming Mum will force me to have to make any changes with my style, perhaps just to put the provocative dresses and mini skirts on hold, for now. A mini skirt teamed with a baby is not really practical. I’ll save those for a time when I don’t have to be bending over frequently. Oops.

When it comes to shopping I do tend to prefer high street stores such as Topshop, Urban Outfitters, Office, Schuh, Zara and the online retailer ASOS. I do like finding small businesses online and purchasing cute garments and one off pieces too. I can’t wait for Eleanor to grow up a little and come for shopping trips with Mum. We will have so much fun playing dress up together and bonding.


Some days, I can find myself change up to three times. Previously so for leisure, these days it seems to be down to the fact that I end up doused in baby spit up and milk – feeding time is messy!

Upon becoming pregnant, I had sworn I would not wave goodbye to my wardrobe and style that I like to call my own having adapted over the years. I didn’t want to suddenly become a new mum and get so caught up with daily surroundings that I forgot about myself and the things which I enjoy – in my case, clothing, shoes and of course accessories.

I think that it is important to still remain true to yourself and have a little ‘me time’ no matter how little that time is. I choose to spend the time I have without Eleanor joint at my hip, playing with my wardrobe, mixing and matching outfits. Even if I only get to wear something for an hour, it is still important to me.

Throughout pregnancy, I remained in my own clothes and did not have to purchase any maternity wear. It was definitely a stretch toward the end of my third trimester, but we made it no matter how boring leggings and an old t-shirt became. Now that I am no longer pregnant and can experiment with a whole range of clothing and my dresses without fear of stretching them, I am sure going to make the most of it.  I have so many dresses, coats, blouses – the lot to get through. My wardrobe is pretty extensive and over the years, I have built up a strong collection of items and accessories that I am proud of, glitter socks included.

I can’t wait to get dressed up again and play around a little even to just parade around the flat. I am just beginning to feel normal and back to my old self at 14 days postpartum which is great, it is nice to have reached the stage of my recovery where I feel that I am finally becoming more able and regaining my strength after a difficult labour and a episiotomy. We even made it out of the flat today for a good walk around the River – something I haven’t been able to do for too long. I’ll be back to my best soon enough and ready to get mixing and matching my style, trying new looks out and spending my free time with my head stuck in my wardrobe. I’m sure I will soon have a mini fashionista sticking her head in there too and trying to steal my clothes.


BRB, I’m off to get changed…