Couldn't think of a title. Morning at Gingerbread meet up with the single mums and then into York afterwards. I got a picture of Lendal Bridge (which I do most weeks even though it's the same photo) Then I was on the look out for a daily gratitude journal as I thought it would keep … Continue reading 13th June: No title
After my Sunday afternoon shit show my friend suggested we meet in York for cake and sympathy. Emily and I were supposed to go swimming beforehand but Emily was up for a lie in and therefore so was I. We met at Hilda and Jane's near the City Walls on the Racecourse side of town. … Continue reading 10th June: A better day
I haven't been to baby cinema since I got dumped so I was definitely making sure I saw Aladdin at Everyman York. We got the train from Sherburn as its only £5 and arrived early at the cinema, here we are waiting for the screen to open Although it was busy we had a sofa … Continue reading 4th June: A naughty day of treats in York
I am now really far behind and can remember zero interesting facts about last week. Emily's dad came to visit and then his mother and grandmother did the next day. Such exciting news. But I did find these super cute pinafore at Jo Jo Maman Bebe online and at £11 each they are cheaper than … Continue reading 27th and 28th May: yawn but look at these pinafores
Fucking hell it hurts. You may have seen this coming, or you might not. Either way I bet it hit you like a ton of bricks. The realisation that the person you thought would be with you for the rest of your life is going. That you aren't the most important person to them anymore, … Continue reading To the woman whose husband just left
It was a lovely day, sunny, hanging with single mama friends. Lots of gorgeous little ones having loads of fun together. Baby animals. Emily had her first sand experience (taste). I got an ice cream and dipped it in my coffee (try it). Just all round good stuff. Photo essay below:
Here are a few books that I've enjoyed since finding out that 'till death do us part' actually meant 2.5 years and a baby. I'm not bitter, I'm not bitter at all. (I've actually read way way more as I'm constantly reading but not constantly reading about divorce, do message me if you like a … Continue reading Books for a divorcing single mum
So I'm stuck in the car outside the shops with a sleeping baby again which means the backdrop is not quite Instagram ready, it's just my steering wheel...but I might as well make use of my time! Shoes for me (obvs) £3 from Primark but I think they are unwornBoden t-shirt for me £3.75Jo Jo … Continue reading Wetherby Charity Shop Finds
I'm currently sat in the car, in the rain...again. Sleeping Beauty is in the back and we are outside the house. We left in a big rush because my little friend wanted a lie in but I wanted to go to my single mums Gingerbread meet up in York. I was trying to be efficient … Continue reading 9th May: Banana, gingerbread, bargains, brownies, poo, baths, more banana and some giggles
This Wednesday has primarily been spent sat in a car in the rain while the baby sleeps. It's absolutely pouring down but Emily was getting tired and grouchy mid morning and I didn't know how to get her to sleep without massive effort bouncing around the house with the sling so we went to Garforth. … Continue reading 8th May: Wet Wednesday
So I technically can get things done when I'm looking after Emily. She is slowly gaining the ability to sit and amuse herself. But she does like a lot of attention and has a very strong interest in the cat food. I've worked out that if I put Emily at the far end of the … Continue reading 7th May: A tiny traitor
So today was a nice day, we went to visit Emily's dad. Had a walk with the dog in the woods and lunch at Bettys. I enjoyed the day spent together but now I feel a lot of sadness about what we could be missing out on. I'm too tired to write more, and it … Continue reading 5th May: Feeling blue
I won't feel too bad about getting nothing for the baby yesterday as we went crazy on baby stuff today. Everything is pictured below and came to just £19 in total. I'm feeling rather proud. The little pirates above were only £1, they are supposed to be skittles but I thought when she has little … Continue reading A particularly good baby charity shop haul (Selby and Howden)
Sounds like a shit cocktail, it wasn’t. We just dressed for the cold and then got way too hot. Stupid England.
Click for more on our afternoon in Knaresborough
You know that old saying... I was the perfect parent until I had a child. This is one of those posts. I know I am technically a parent now but this little girl isn't quite old enough for me to be an expert on raising a strong little woman. However I might as well write … Continue reading Raising a strong little feminist 💪🏻
Today I'm trying to focus on all the advantages of being single and make the most out of my maternity leave. The daily diaries are really driving home how I don't have much time left and when I'm back at work (and Emily is probably walking around) I probably won't bother with museum days out.I've … Continue reading 24th April: Haworth with my Honeybear
So we spent Bank Holiday Monday visiting Lavenham which is basically a pretty medieval village with too many tea rooms and pubs. Surprisingly for how pretty it is I didn't actually go mad on photos for Instagram. I did however get pictures of Harry Potter's birthplace from the movies (above and below) We didn't really … Continue reading 22nd April: Easter is over, Hot Cross Buns are done. Ate loads of scones
Bury is Bury St Edmunds, we did not take a mini break to Bury, Lancashire. Ahh mini breaks, I feel like my life has been lacking in mini breaks lately. However this weekend has been WONDERFUL. My sister (who apparently Emily calls 'Auntie Jem Jems' despite the fact I'm fairly sure the most Emily manages … Continue reading 20th April: Batman in Bury
A short post about my love of inspirational quotes, including a much better one than this title. Click it to read it 🖱️
Joe Wicks's baby ruined my day (click photo for more).
It was fairly horrific. Once she was naked she started to flip and spin and flail her arms until poo was being flicked around in all directions. A true poo-nado. (...click the title to read more)
Some days I own the title single mother with pride. Single mothers do everything and that makes them extremely capable and strong, who can't be proud of that! (...gets a bit more depressing from here I'm afraid. Click on the title for more.)
I think the majority of women can relate to this one. Click on the title for some borderline angry man ranting and even hyperlinks to Harpers Bazaar and The Guardian as I got very techy on this one.
Never work with animals or children. A bit of a whinge about how Frank is making our baby weaning journey bloody hard work (...click on the title for more)
Ah Pontefract, the land of licorice, Haribo, drunken lunchtime singing, beauty queens and little old ladies. Click on the title for my brief adventures in this little Yorkshire gem.
I don't know if you've ever had one of those moments where you feel like your whole world has just come crashing down? Where you kind of knew this moment was coming but the hideousness of the reality of the situation wipes you off your feet. It takes everything you've got away from you. Your … Continue reading Thank God for good women
Today we woke up feeling surprisingly good, my husband came over last night and was very helpful. Insisted I sit down and have a cup of tea while he washed up (amongst other things), this meant I woke up to a fairly tidy house for once. Even Frank was happy again. So anyway the sun … Continue reading 6th April: The babies rule the roost
*ranty, sweary, negative, stereotyping and hastily written post* Now just to start this by saying it isn't a thinly veiled way of slagging off my husband. We are getting on relatively well at the moment and having spoken to some other women I am feeling (comparitevly) lucky. He was never abusive, didn't have an affair, … Continue reading Men-children everywhere
Today I looked a bit shit, unwashed hair, minimal make up, didn't even wear a bra. How I look is irrelevant as no one can see past the strawberry hat of dreams. I'm not even joking, the attention this hat gets is ridiculous. I frequently walk into shops and the shop assistant will call the … Continue reading 3rd April: Living with the strawberry hat of dreams
I know that breastfeeding does all sorts of amazing things for mum and baby, but seriously they should be focusing on the metabolic effects when they chat to expectant mums. Today I ate toast smothered in cream cheese for breakfast (I blame Emily), then headed out for my Daisy Foundation meet up where I had … Continue reading 2nd April: Biscuits in bed and double cake face