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A Twenty Something Mum - Welcome! This is the blog (daily ramblings/observations) of your normal twenty something single Mummy! I love to write, paint, learn, listen, watch and bake cupcakes. Yup just your average Mummy in an average household!

Wednesday, 19 September 2012

The NEC Christmas Fair Competition!



I recently wrote about the 'C' Word which is now the looming holiday of the season. Luckily since I wrote it last week, I've noticed a lot more shops start stocking their Christmas stock and have had a huge amount of orders come in for Christmas gifts at Daisy Days Designs. So as I am not the only one in early preparation mode it seems I've got the all clear to start getting festive! No longer does it have to be my dirty little secret that I'm already in festive mode, dreaming of trees, baubles and pressies!

I mentioned to you all that me and a good girlfriend are going to be going to the Christmas Fair at the NEC in Birmingham. Making a real trip of it, booking a hotel over night and shopping until we drop! Obviously you can just go for the day, even taking the children with you but for me it's a Mummie's Day Off trip! However as you are such a bootiful lot, I have decided to let you in on some action!

I've teamed up with the event organisers and got 3 pairs of tickets to give away! You an a friend could be mooching round Christmas Heaven free, indulging in as much egg-nog, mince pie, santa and shopping festivities as possible! For all the info on the fair please visit the website here.

The fair runs from 22-25th November and the winning tickets can be used on any of these days-you choose! All you have to do to enter is use the rafflecopter below! Easy Peasy Christmas Squeezy!


a Rafflecopter giveaway

Winners will be drawn at random on the 12th October and contacted via email within 24 hours, and announced on twitter!

Good luck everyone, Love Chloe xx

Friday, 14 September 2012

Parent Parking Anger Syndrome




Something that has been niggling away at me recently has turned from a small little voice, easily ignored to something that actually gets me mumbling and grumbling-OUT LOUD-to myself. Yes, it's actually tipped me over the edge, it's finally happened!

I'm going to cut to the chase with this one, no nice intro, I'm too cross-I'm hopping mad about the situation with 'Parent and Children' parking. In my two years of parenthood there is only one other thing that's made me this cross, and that was when my son was very poorly and doctors wouldn't take me seriously, saying it was just a tummy bug...eventually he ended up vomiting blood, me calling an ambulance and ending up in and out of hospital for months...so you see, it's got me THAT mad! Yes-traffic wardens, gobby idiots on bikes etc-today I warn you to avoid this very angry mummy!

My son is two years old, he has a car seat, and a push chair when we go out. Therefore those special parking bays with a wide frame are exactly what I need to be able to get him in and out of the car easily. Like most parents, when I go to the supermarket etc the parents and children parking section is the first place I try when looking for an empty space. More often than not, there isn't a spare space as apparantly stores only allow between five and ten parents with young children at a time-or so you would think considering that's how many spaces they provide for us. So most of the time, unless lady luck is smiling down on me, I end up parking in a normal space. Which for the most part is ok, it's just something you get on with. This is when the little niggle starts-I would be the one in trouble if I damaged/scratched/banged another car trying to get my son in and out, wouldn't I? It would be my fault, and yet really I can't just leave him in the car-tempting as it is when he's having a tantrum, and sometimes it is not easy to manouvre a 2 year out of a door that only opens about 20cm! But what can you do?

So rewind to last week. Two things happened that set me off about this. The first being at my local Garden Centre. A large outdoor shopping village with more parking than you can shake a stick at. Again, only about 10 parent spaces, only three of which are actually close to the shops-which by the way you-people-who-design-carparks is not helpful when you need to nip in and out of somewhere at super speed due to screaming toddler. I don't mind so much but your customers may have a problem listening to my sons ear-piercing cry for longer. Pah. Now, at this specific Garden Centre there are about 30 disabled spaces. Now I don't have any problems with disabled spaces, I understand the need for them more than most with everything that's happened to Joshua's Dad. BUT what happened made my hackles rise. A lady with a disabled badge in her car parked in one of the parent and children spaces. She had no children with her. Not only did she park in one, but she parked in one of the three closest to the shops and not one of the empty disabled space only a few meters away. Bold as brass she walked off...I think I went puce biting my tongue! Another lady had also pulled up in to a parent space with her daughter, we looked at each other and I couldn't hold it in! Luckily she was on the same page as me and rightly said that the lady in question would be the first to pull us up if we parked in one of 'her' disabled spaces with out children! Applause, totally correct! For those of you who may say she didn't realise, she totally did! The swift look over her shoulder totally gave her knowledge level away. But being a good-twenty-something-mummy I kept my mouth shut to her.

Two days later parking at the supermarket and this time waiting in a car queue for a parent space as this particular supermarket has bays only wide enough for pencil, I swear! What do I see but a lady with three MUCH older children in her car. When I say much older, I mean all of secondary school age here. In she went, parent and child space occupied. By this point my brain was used to telling my face to flush a familiar shade of red with parent-parking-anger-syndrome. All three kids jumped out and sauntered off, practicing their cool swagger. Mother seemingly oblivious to her mistake. Yes, you read that right-her mistake. To me, this is wrong!!

Parent and Child spaces in my mind are designed for people with young children, people who need the extra width around their car to get children in car seats, in and out properly without damaging cars around them. In winter, a swift wind can rip round you and back the door swings, denting the car aside yours-bring on an apologetic note and payment invoice for someone else's car, or utter guilt if you don't confess at all. As the mother of a two year old, it's easier for me to park here, and seriously, I need some things in life to be easy because Lord knows, parenting  a toddler is no easy task!

Last year I drove to Sainsburys without Joshua in the car to collect him. I parked in a parent space as although he wasn't with me when I pulled up, I was there to collect him so he would be with me on the shopping trip and afterwards getting back in the car...yes, you guessed it-I got a parking ticket for violating the use of a parent space!!! Obviously I refused to pay it, I appealed to the parking vendor who swiftly stopped replying to my emails, and obviously they don't talk to you about appeals on the phone-heaven forbid they may have to admit they make mistakes. Months went by until the ticket had gone up to over £250 and my employer removed the money from my wages as it was about to go to court-bring it on, I thought! (I had a company car at the time) My employer had the right to do this as they didn't want their name being bought to court, but I was so mad with the decision to pay up, I think it hurt my pride more than anything and made me fall from my high horse...a little.

In my experience Morrisons are the only place to have got it right. Their parent parking section is called the 'Parents & Baby/Toddler' parking. This makes a clear definition on who is allowed to use the space and who shouldn't. Because technically we are all 'children' so at Tesco's would my mum be allowed to use a parent and child space if I was in the car with her? Ok, an extreme there but still, you get the point! On looking on their website Tesco's say their child limit is age 5, so if your child is over this age you can't park in a parent space and Asda say age 12 but who checks this online before shopping?! Most people read the sign and use it to satisfy their guilt, that actually, it's ok to park there with a car full of 3 teenagers etc.

So as a parent, I'VE been fined for using a space provided for my use, I watch others abuse the space which is designed to help ME and not THEM. And I regularly fell like large stores are looking a gift horse in the mouth with this, mothers make the buying decisions in their households-(don't we ladies?!) and we do the shopping most of the time, and here we are given a half baked idea of parking ease...when I say half baked I mean-baked so badlly it's still soggy in the middle! It's juts not fair. So people of Peterborough I warn you, if I see you misusing a space, no longer will I bite my lip and turn my puce coloured, angry cheek-you may get a swift winding down of the window and a question about your genuine right to the space. If you give me a cheeky answer back I cannot be held responsible for my actions!

Warning (and rant) over.

Love Chloe xx

...Still puce coloured after seeing this picture taken in Wales! What hope do we have?!

Monday, 10 September 2012

The 'C' Word...CHRISTMAS!

Right so I know a lot of you are still jumping for joy as the school holidays have ended, and the kids have gone back to school. I know that a lot of you will be emotionally drained after 4-6 weeks of "MUM MUM MUM" but it is time to start thinking about the 'C' word... Don't hate me, but it's time to start thinking about Christmas!...(for those of you who thought I meant the other 'C' word-well, get your minds out of the gutter! Ha!)

I was in Marks and Sparks the other day and they actually had their Christmas stuff out! Cards, wrapping paper-the whole shebang-it really sunk in that it's not far away now and time to start the prep! In the next few weeks I think Boot's will have their Christmas things out too and that's always my signal that Christmas is now on a countdown. It's like my signal to start the race of shopping, planning etc!


But this year I'm doing something new in the 'C' word run up. I'm going to the NEC in Birmingham to the Festive Fair. I may be in my mid twenties but I love the Christmas festivities. I find the run up to the big day exciting and fun, and actually better than the day itself-is that weird?! So going to a special Christmas shopping event, spending a whole day basking in everything sparkly, snow themed and generally festive is my idea of winter heaven! I literally can't wait!

The Festive Gift Fair runs from November 22nd-25th and is open between 9.30 and 5pm each day. As I said it's primarily a shopping event, with 325 stalls selling everything Christmas themed which means you can do a whole big shopping 'hit' in one! I love the decorations that you can get at events like this and one thing I will be looking out for is one of these gorgeous wreath's as I have a plain heart one in my lounge and want one more like this!

With entertainment including a band and carol singers the day is sure to be festive magic and even Father Christmas has made the effort to book in a public appearance and some time in Birmingham prior to his busiest day of the year!


Tickets for adults are only £8.50 if booked in advance via the website www.festivegiftfair.co.uk so book a few and go with some friends, or the family and make a real day of it! I know I'm going to! I can't wait already, I'm like a kid at Christmas!...wait, that didn't have the same affect did it when the punch line is actually about Christmas?! Well...you get the idea!

Love Chloe xx

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

Two Years Old!

Joshua at 12 week scan
 It happened this week. On Monday Joshua turned 2. In what feels like the blink of an eye my baby boy has grown in to a big boy, and celebrated two years (or 730 days) of life. It was far more emotional than I ever expected!
24 Hours old
 I wanted to write on his actual birthday but found myself enjoying the day so much I didn't want to spend a second doing anything that wasn't with him, and Mummy blogging isn't one of his favourite things to do! At bedtime I didn't want him to go to bed, I was enjoying the celebrations as much as he was! It has also taken a few days for me to feel ready to make sense of my feelings about Joshua's birthday too! It might sound ridiculous but it really does feel just...amazing. My son isn't just two, but I've been a Mummy for two whole years! The hardest, most worthwhile, most rewarding, most...everything two years of my life! Most importantly the most loved filled two years of my life.
His first morning at home

Born with dark hair-what happened to it?!
Getting bigger!
Before you have children the clique's that are thrown around about how much a mother loves their child, don't really sink in. Not even when your pregnant. I knew in my head the love I would feel for my child would be different to any type of love I'd ever experienced before, but in my heart I had absolutely no knowledge of this love-nothing prepares you for that!

Even after giving birth, which was a horrendous experience lasting three long days and ending up in Joshua being pulled from me rather than anything else, I still didn't have that heart knowledge. Thanks to PND I spent months feeling hugely protective of my bundle of joy, but not in love with him. It all just adds to my overwhelming sense of adoration for Joshua now.
Always a smiler!
After nine months carrying him, and several months of PND which prevented me feeling proper 'love' for my son when I finally did start to feel that all consuming love for him-my entire world shifted focus. It almost knocked me for six, I literally started to feel this feeling in every inch of my being and it grew, and grew and still to this day grows all the time.
13 Months old
 Having a baby changed my life, but having Joshua changed every single element of me, my body, the world I live in and everything in between-all of which were changed for the better. He's the best thing I've ever done and has the most melting affect on me and generally everyone he meets. Now he's two and deffinately not a baby anymore, he's witty, he's funny, he's independant, he's boyish, strong willed and lots of fun. From the little...ok, large, bundle that I bought home in a flurry of stitches, confusion and exhaustion, I've managed to raise a happy, healthy, secure little boy who is blossoming in front of my eyes. It's the most rewarding job-being a Mummy. There's no gratitude, no 'thank you' for the work you put in, which is the hardest, most unrelenting job but it's absolutely the best job in the whole wide world.

22 Months old
Joshua is two years old this week and I have so much pride that the baby I bought home has grown in to the little boy that he has become-I could burst with the pride I have! He's my best friend, we do everything together and we chat as we go, he's there for me when I need a cuddle and he makes me laugh until my insides hurt. I consult him before making buying decesions and would do anything to make him smile. A kiss and cuddle from him is better than any other and a daisy picked from the garden is better than the most expensive bouquet you could ever get.

Two years old today!
Joshua is the person I couldn't live without. He is a part of me, just like a limb that isn't attached to my body (and potters around on it's own watching Peppa Pig and playing with Happyland toys!) and I never expected to feel that. It's wonderful. However the huge depths of my love for him also leave me with a fear that could make me panic at the thought of anything untoward happening to him-in two years I've realised the only feeling that comes close to the love I have for him, is the feeling of protection I have for him.

So after two years, he may not be a baby any more, but a big boy now. However he will always be my baby and the most amazing thing I've ever, ever done. After two years that heart knowledge is truly there and growing all the time.

Happy Birthday Joshua, love Mummy. xxx