Mum Life · Occasions & Milestones

What I Really Want for Mother’s Day 

IMG_5049.JPGI’ve seen a lot of ‘Mothers Day Gift Guides’ over the past week or so, and yes they are full of lovely things that I would definitely like to receive. However it got me thinking about what would actually be top of my wish list for Mothers Day. Assuming that a two week spa holiday in the Maldives is out of the question, this is what I came up with.

A full night’s sleep. I’m talking a full twelve hours please. I think this should be the two nights surrounding Mother’s Day. Continue reading “What I Really Want for Mother’s Day “

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International Women’s Day// The Things I Want to Teach My Daughter

IMG_0380_Moment(2)It is International Women’s Day today and it got me thinking all about the little woman that I am raising, my daughter. It’s hard to imagine Darcie as a 5 year old let along a 25 year old but I know that the person she becomes will be heavily influenced by the way that we choose to raise her. There are so many things I want to teach her, while always encouraging her to think for herself and to know her own mind. I can’t wait to see the glimmer of excitement in her eyes as she tells me about something she loves and in turn teaches me things that I have never known. Continue reading “International Women’s Day// The Things I Want to Teach My Daughter”

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Like Mother Like Daughter

I was watching Darcie earlier, that’s nothing new, but what I was watching her doing was new. She was lying on her tummy pulling everything out of her changing bag, one thing at a time and carelessly chucking it all around the room. In that moment I saw a complete reflection of myself within her. I’m naturally such a messy person, I was always that child that people were surprised to see the floor in my room. I’ve got better with age, particularly since living with Dan who has borderline OCD, but at heart I will always be a bit chaotic and I love seeing that in Darcie. It’s a blatant reminder that she is mine, she is half of me, and I love seeing which bits of me she has been (un)fortunate enough to inherit. Continue reading “Like Mother Like Daughter”