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Writer of (hilarious) parenting blog. Enjoys the adventures of motherhood and learning to celebrate the love-handles.
But having taken a longggg break while trying to get back into the swing of working life, I’ve become a little ‘cba’ about the whole thing. Going to work adds a little spice and variety to life, not to mention motivates me to actually brush my hair and put on make up. I love the balance I’m starting to get, and I’m so pleased with my decision to return to part-time work. It’s all very exciting and I’m more motivated than ever to work hard and provide everything I can for my daughter.
I did, however get sent a massive box of goodies from my favourite supermarket to make my family’s Christmas that little bit more special. So although they didn’t know I was an incredibly creepy fan, the wonderful team at Morrisons sent me over a giant box of treats to make my winter evenings all Christmassy and cosy. Included in this amazing hamper was a soft, snuggly blanket, the Finding Dory DVD, soft toys for Moo, snacks for mummy and A LOT of Christmas cards. *Disclaimer: I was sent a box of goodies from Morrisons, the one-stop Christmas shop as part of this review/post.
I can relate to a lot of what Naomi says in this post and think it’s a really moving take on learning to find your body beautiful again after having children. After our first I was told I would never be able to have children, and in the end we needed help in order to conceive our eldest daughter, but my body managed to do what the doctors said it wouldn’t and now I have two beautiful girls to call my own. My body is beautiful because… it gave birth to two very different but equally beautiful children. Despite the fact that I may never learn to love the looser skin and stretch marks; I can learn to accept that they are there, and know that even with them my body is beautiful because it has done and amazing thing in growing, carrying and birthing my girls.
It’s a pretty big deal for any working mum, I can imagine. I’ve accepted that a complete stranger will hold my precious baby girl’s life in their hands (and her delightful nappies too! ). My wardrobe, face, hair and life meanwhile, aren’t. I’ve made no secret of the fact that I’ve spent this year wearing no make up and often forgetting to brush my hair.