20-something wine-downing, cat-snuggling, over-sharing, reluctant "grown-up".
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I love Christmas, and I love crafts, so when the good eggs at MoonPig invited me into Leeds for a day of cocktails (virgin for me of course!) and festive crafts with some bloggers, I knew that 35 weeks pregnant or not, I had to go!
Y’all know I love Lush. Especially now I am 35 weeks pregnant and practically a whale, I just want to live in the bath with my Kindle and a selection of cruelty free bath products. So when I saw that Lush Liverpool were having a pregnancy event on a day I just happened to be on annual leave (thank you to the 12 people who gave me the heads up!), I knew I had to go!
I’m at that stage in pregnancy (34 weeks) where I’m pretty sure I’ve been pregnant for 12 years. I haven’t seen my va-jay-jay in forever, (although my waxing lady assures me it is still there), I didn’t get to enjoy a summer cocktail, or hot cider, and I really want to go on a rollercoaster. I’m at the end of the third trimester and I just want him here now!
I am someone who lives for Christmas. It’s my favourite time of the year - it always has been and unless I undergo a dramatic personality transplant, I imagine it always will be. I love the music, the food, the films, the magic and the general atmosphere of Christmas. So when Debenhams offered to send me a little box of festive goodies to get me in the mood in exchange for writing a post about Christmas traditions - well, I was like a Codie at Christmas!
I’ve been pretty open about our miscarriage and subsequent troubles conceiving but this month is baby loss awareness month and I want to look at a slightly different angle. I am currently 31 weeks pregnant and I couldn’t be more thrilled (despite pregnancy being super weird), but being pregnant after a loss is also really difficult.
I love a good hamper. There’s something about a sweet little basket full of treats that appeals to me, and so when Prestige Hampers offered to send me something in the post, I was stoked. Would it be one of their cheese and cracker baskets? Perhaps one of the fancy chocolate ones?
No friends. I was sent a cat hamper and I couldn’t be happier!
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The lovely Amy from Wandering Everywhere wrote this post about how you shouldn’t stay friends with your ex and it really resounded with me.
My Mum passed away just over two months ago and honestly, it still doesn’t feel real. I keep going to call her, to tell her about the crazy stuff that’s happening, or to run funeral ideas past her. The most difficult thing was finding out we are having a baby boy and feeling an emptiness all day at not being able to call her. But throughout this pretty crappy time, I’ve learned some things, and that seems worth a blog post (gotta get that content right?)
When I imagined myself pregnant, I figured I would wear long flowy dresses, and paint-splattered dungarees every day and look like a life-giving Goddess. Really, I've been wearing dresses that are too small, and ride up because my bump is too big, thus showing my bum to the world. I've found it hard to find maternity clothes that aren't too 'mumsy', as I'm just not there yet. So when Boohoo asked if I wanted to check out their selection of maternity wear, I was so on board!