Monday, 26 September 2016

Reasons to Stay Alive by Matt Haig

I happened upon this by accident wandering through the TC;  Waterstones had a display stand by the door, I picked it up thinking 'Gosh that looks like a miserable read'. Somebody saw me eyeing it up and told me it was a must read, that it was a uplifting read about this chap coming through depression told with honest humour. 

I always take a personal in person recommendation; I haven't got the heart to trample on their enthusiasm.  Every decent book I've ever read I've pushed hard on all my friends!  One of the reasons I started my book club, was so I could lord it over my friends and loved ones with my reading list!  

From the off, reading this book, you completely 100% engage with the depression and panic of Matt Haig.  It weighs heavy on him, it's horrible and (worryingly) it came out of nowhere.  He was young, in a decent relationship, living it up in Ibiza, seemingly having the time of his life.  He doesn't report a troubled childhood, abuse, bullying.  Nothing of note, that you could link to this breakdown of his mental health. The other compelling thing about Matt's story, is his desire and will to get well.  He pushes hard, challenges his comfort zones.  Brilliantly he does get well (phew!).  

I've touched on it here on my blog, not massively, for a blogger, I'm private about some things.  In recent years, I have had problems with anxiety, mostly health anxiety.  It's much more than being a bit worried about my health, I have episodes of real panic where I truly believe I have some dreadful disease and that I might not make it to my holidays/Christmas/the weekend!  This panic is real and it's debilitating, having real inner turmoil 'Who will bath the kids if I'm not around' (Mr C has reassured me in the case of my demise he will shower/bathe the kids, but wouldn't commit to more than once fortnightly!). 

Read this book, if you've ever suffered depression, read this book if you know somebody suffering depression or panic/anxiety disorders.  Read this book simply for info.  Any person who reads this will take something away with them.  I've read this twice through, here are a few things that jumped out for me: 

  • If you are scared when there is nothing to be scared of your brain makes things up (p. 91). This would explain all my aches and pains that I internalise as symptoms of ill health. 
  • For anxiety, there aren't any sure fire cures to help calm or settle you. However, the simple practice of 'slowing down' will stop it in it's tracks (p. 193).  It's hard for your brain to run away with itself if you're sitting calmly breathing in (counting to five, making your tum inflate) and out (counting slowly to five).   This is not easy and it's a real skill but once mastered you can stop an episode in it's track before your brain is flooded into panic mode. 
  • Matt gives a list of hints to live well (p. 238), number 15 fits in well with my own personal Christian outlook.  BE KIND  Guessing he means to yourself as well as others.
  • Matt is a right book worm, his reading list is impressive, he is guilty of slipping in the odd book recommendation, he sold me Margaret Atwood's Wilderness Tips (a collection of short stories) (p, 138). 

This book is not preachy or judging, it's an account of what works for one person.  It helped me understand my own mental health and made me realise that mostly it does get better, there is always a light at the end of a tunnel. 

xx Emma-Lou 











Monday, 12 September 2016

doTERRA - Wellness Advocates - Serenity Storm - A review

Lovely Steph Ledigo (@LedigoPR) asked me along to a launch event last week for Serenity Storm Essentials (@Serenity_Storm_).  It was more like a mini workshop looking into essential oils and doTERRA.  Now as it goes I know a bit about essential oils.  My MIL swears by them, and has over the years made me up potions.  These were for driving test angst (actually that isn't a good advert for them, as it took me five goes to pass!) and other emotional type of worries.  In pregnancy, she cooked me up a remedy for hey fever and that worked as well as any antihistamine I ever took. In fact, I've never had hey fever since!  I wonder if the medicated stuff sort of suppressed my natural repellent to pollen and having a break taking alternative medicines helped build natural defences.  Anyhow, I don't claim any know how, or preach on. 

I arrived late (bloody M60) to Ashton's Village Hotel, so crept into a talk that had already started. About 8 seconds in, the only thing I could feel was the 100 mile an hour enthusiasm of Emma Pollitt!  She truly believes in her company, in essential oils, in alternative medicines, in doTERRA.  She is funny, personable and at times very moving in telling her doTERRA story.  I won't retell her story, she'd happily share it with you, without a doubt, it's changed her life and she wants to share it. It's of her own family experience of overcoming very physical health problems, using essential oils to tackle debilitating symptoms, and it is amazing.  But it's not my story and I'd feel uncomfortable talking about that side of alternative medicine.  What is very lovely about Emma, she does one million percent believe in this and she can back it all up with research paper after research paper (the ultimate PubMed Queen).  But her message is clear, she wants you yourself to research it, she doesn't want you to just take her word for it, she wants you to go away, have a think, get online and research alternatives to modern medicine.

From a therapeutic point, a lot can be said for the healing properties of essential oils. Anxiety, stress, depression, nervousness, problems with sleep, focus and concentration, hormonal tension, all these often debilitating stresses can make life pretty tough. essential oils CAN and DO help with these emotional problems, they bring about an inner calmness that allows natural healing to come into play.  I have a huge belief in essential oils for mood enhancement.

I know this from MIL, the oils you might buy on a market or Holland and Barrett, I'm not sure what they contain, but it's not a lot of essential oil, probably just enough to make them smell nice!  I always knew that you had to pay for decent products. doTERRA products aren't cheap (you can get them massively discounted if you sign up for wholesale membership).  But at the same time, they make massive claims that they will increase your wellness and improve your life, and honestly they can back up those claims.  

doTERRA can be a way of life, delving right into a toxic free existence, you could even give up using Fairly liquid, their range is full of alternatives. Or it could be the odd tweak to modern living, a little Oil every now and then to help with a headache, or a stressful life event.  

I'm a nervous driver, I drove this weekend to Nottingham, it's tricky on that Snake Pass! Before leaving, I used some doTERRA peppermint oil, the tiniest amount rubbed onto my wrists (a bottle would last forever), it defo calmed and focused me.  I used it again today at the start of my working day, again, I felt ready to make a good start. Plus it smells nice, and the act of putting it on creates a moment of mindfulness. 

I don't know how I'll continue with doTERRA,  but I look forward to researching and being more mindful of what's out there.  Lavender for sleep, and I wonder if they do anything for hangover.... the weekend in Notts is catching me up! 

xx Emma-Lou 

Thursday, 8 September 2016

#BadMa Back to School Guide

New academic year, new start, September it is, getting organised, making promises of never forgetting a permission slip, making a donation in time to the PTA, not having any late tickets.  Spending evenings packing school bags neatly by the door.... feeling smug as you pass the school office, they haven't got one on you, you're ahead with the milk money 

Not this year.... 

Thing is you can't keep it up, it's not real life, come October things begin to slip, the pleats aren't as sharp, the school bags left in the car overnight, ham sandwiches creep back in over couscous salad, half the lids missing from your Tupperware! 

Feelings of failure creeps in, #BadMa syndrome... screaming at your children "So help me God, if you haven't got your shoes on in 30 seconds....".

So yes, a new leaf being turned, but not as you think.  I'm starting September as I finished in July - badly organised!  The thing is, in my frantic late way, I keep it together (mostly), the children arrive everyday to school, they may have incorrect kit, with the application form for crafternoon a smidge after the deadline, but who cares, nobody is judging me.  Well I suspect the school secretary is, but I can sweet talk her, perhaps I should buy her a box of Roses at Christmas? 

I'm going to give myself a break, and drink wine. 

xx Emma-Lou 




Tuesday, 2 August 2016

BFG the bestest Film EVER

I got a freebie nectarcard swap for Vue cinema tickets, two tickets for 1000 points. I didn't notice these points climbing up with my shopping, so it did feel like a freebie. The cost of going to the cinema is pricey I think.  A real dear do for a family of four, it rings up at nearly forty dabs.  Anyhow, I didn't hand over any cash this time, so I'll get off my soap box. 

Cinema Pals 

Pick a Mix... now to re-mortgage the house...

The BFG is brilliant, one of the best adaptations of a children's book to make it to the big screen.  Wow, is all I can say, when he reached into grab Sophie with his giant hand, the whole cinema gasped!  I'd say don't stream this film, to appreciate all the effects, it has to be seen at the cinema!  

With every wave of his massive ears, I loved BFG more, his character and personality 100% nailed.   Sophie with her bossy strut, but lonely demeanour also portrayed as I saw her in the book. 

Worth noting, Lizzy hasn't read this one by Roald Dahl, I think I bigged it up too much when she was a smidge young for it, and turned her off!  Her not having read it, didn't matter a jot though, she loved it too. 

Lizzy's best bit:  When the Queen's corgi dogs had green windy farts (#obvs, she's ten!)

Best kids film of the year 5 massive stars! 

xx Emma-Lou

Wednesday, 27 July 2016

Stan

Mr C. took the reigns a bit this week.... bus rides, barbers, happy meals and Stan. Fantastic picture taken at the Manchester Museum.  


On a previous visit with Willow; he was most disappointed. I'd talked Stan the dinosaur up a bit.  He was only expecting an alive dinosaur, he goes "This dinosaur is dead", err well yeah... 


xx Emma-Lou 

Guest Post: On Nana's Watch, Roll up to Dunham by Daughter-Child

My trip to Dunham Massey

Guest writer: Lizzy C (Lizzy Lou look at you!)

Mum asked me to write a blog post about my trip out with Nana. Willow and I went out to to Dunham Massey, where they had a circus activity day going on, (Roll up to Dunham!). There were loads of things going on, trapeze, juggling, poster making, ukulele lessons, hobby horse making and lots more. On some activities there were people showing you what to do and on others there wasn’t. The first thing we did was make a hobby horse, this was supposed to be an activity for Willow to do but I ended up doing it for him. You had to decorate your horse head and then staple it, grab two sticks, tie them together in a cross and place your head onto the sticks. I also did trapeze, you had to hang upside down, lean backwards with one hand, and then dismount. Overall, it was a really fun day out and we had a really delicious lunch, and next time we are promised ice cream!

Neigh neigh


Lizzy xx

Info for Dunham Massey http://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Beach Life.... Crosby

First trip out over the holidays...  Crosby. 

We'd been recently to stay in our mates caravan near Blackpool; and went to Lytham for the afternoon, it wasn't really beach weather.  There was a high wind, nothing worse than sand in your ice cream.  So I'd promised on the next sunny day we'd head to the nearest beach from ours.  I don't know if there's a closer beach to our house in Chorlton?  But Crosby seemed near enough. 

We loaded up the car with a picnic, bucket and spade, towels and all the gear.  To be honest I wasn't expecting much, perhaps a quick hour, eat our butties, collect a few shells, ice cream then home.  But we were there hours, it was lovely.  

Off they go, I squeezed in a little read in peace 

I was only a bit pleased with myself, in the past, I've tried and failed to fly many kites, I just couldn't do it, haven't got the knack.  But in the quest of giving the kids idyllic childhood memories (must get a Westie puppy...), I was determined to get one up. There's a cute little toy shop these days in Chorlton, Cat Fish, they have a range of cheap toys, old fashioned style, you're not going to find The Legend of Zelda, but you can pick up lovely looking board games and little toys for around a tenner. My kite from there is lovely, a real sturdy proper kite.  Anyhow I got only got the kite to fly, it was brill (especially as mizzo Mr. C said it'd never fly, in your face!), honestly the best £4.99 I've spent in a while.  This is mean, and I'm ashamed to say, I saw a dad trying desperately to get his little girls butterfly kite up, it wasn't for going up, the little girl looked a bit crestfallen, and the dad was excusing his rubbish kite prowess "Not enough wind today princess"... Pah my kite sailed high in the sky.... I was only a bit smug... 


Look at my kite go, the kids in the distance, they gave up asking for a go!



Another amazing feat, Willow who does not like sand or taking his socks off, had a good old paddle, both kids walked right out to sea, over rock pools, we saw fish and a mean looking jelly fish.  
Splish

Splash

Splosh 

In my quest for saving pennies on days out, this rolled in on budget, we only spent the cost of a couple of ice creams.  Everything else we took with us. 

I always pack a good picnic, mini wine and small beer for mum and dad 

Ashamedly, the weather was warm and bright, both kids factor 50'd up.  Me, not so much... sunburnt, a lovely red chest area, "But it didn't feel that warm".  

On the right day, Crosby beach is perfect. 

Could be the Maldives.... 
xx Emma-Lou 




Works out for Summer....


Hurray the summer holidays are here.  It's been a long school year.  Towards the end of term, I was finding the school run a real slog.  I do work part-time, but still work 30 hours over five days, so I'm only a little bit part-time.  I try not to moan as I do think I'm lucky that I get to work almost full time, and have the flexibility to do many of the drop off/pick ups. 

So, yeah with assemblies, school trips, leaving gifts, parties, costumes, children who are forgetful with their gear, etc.  I'll stop there, my blood pressure is rising...  I was glad to finish. I'm lucky that we have grandparents that can step in, and Mr. C takes his share of covering holidays, but call me soppy, I want to spend some of my annual leave from work with my husband rather than separating our leave days to cover the kids. It's harder to find childcare for our Willow, bless he'd hate an all day sports club, he wouldn't cope.  I'm sure in years to come, he'll get to grips with holiday clubs, but for now, we have to keep him close. 

In May half-term, I had to work for the most part, and childcare was  nearly the killing of me.  I was stuck in traffic, between picking up children, son-child from Lymm, and daughter-child from Bramhall, then back home to Chorlton (45 mile round trip)... as my bottom ached from all the sitting, I shuddered thinking of summer holidays and decided there and then something had to give.  So, I applied for some unpaid leave, and it was granted, and happily I have the whole of August off with my darling children!  

I can't wait, it's going to be ace.  That said a lot of it is, unpaid, but hey ho, they say the best things in life are free.  Which is not true, as you have to pay for Malbec and bars of Whole Nut!  But, you can't put a price on mental health, and it's going to be a millions times better for my stress having that time away from work.   

I'm going to here blog a little diary of our little trips out, mostly so we can personally look back and think 'what an ace summer that was'.  

Plan is to try and do a lot of them on the cheap, let me know if you hear of anything exciting and free going on. 

Mostly I'll be restraining our Willow all Summer!

xx Emma-Lou 



Monday, 30 May 2016

Real Smart Place About Town, Neighbourhood


I was asked along to a brunch event a few weeks ago, in town (Manchester), to Neighbourhood, so along I went with my work pal. 
Bellini before noon? Why not! 


Now I've been to Neighbourhood before with my PA Network Group, for drinks and was impressed then how they dealt with such a large group of us.  The drinks then were served so nicely, with a real personable service.  I noted that I really liked the place and if I was that way about town would defo go in for drinks. 

I have to say, I'd never thought about Neighbourhood for food, which is funny as I know it's a restaurant.  I'm glad I had my eyes opened. 

So we arrived to a great big party it seemed, it was busy for a lunchtime do.  Bellini on arrival, "Yes please".   We went through from the bar to the seated restaurant, and the decor was a winner with me, done out so individually and bespoke.  I was so surprised when speaking to the manager later that they're to close for refurbishment, I hope they go forward in the same careful arty styling.  

We were served a few courses of gorgeous breakfast/lunch (or brunch if you like), including a favourite of mine, Eggs Benedict.   Now as you know I'm the worse food blogger, I eat my food as it arrives and think about photos later!  As it goes though my pal is less greedy than me and snapped away, hence we have food pics #Rejoice 

Now that's a poached egg! 


American Breakfast 
A chap, the manager came round and was such a love, not sure how this come up but it seems prior to his Neighbourhood career he was an ear doctor!    It's nice to chat to people who care about a. where they work and b. take a pride in making a good job of it.  Neighbourhood should be put up there as a top restaurant in town, it isn't a big chain, like Strada or such like.  It's a family run independent business.  It's slick, stylish and you're made to feel important by the staff and servers.  

For my birthday just passed, I had a good mind to go for my meal out, I put the hinters out to Mr. C, he tried to book but discovered it was closed for refurb.  I can't wait to head back to see how they've done the place out.  

xx Emma-Lou 

I don't do food photos, but can be counted on for a good teapot shot!  


Wednesday, 25 May 2016

Breastfeeding - a funny story

I was lucky with both my babies, they breastfed with no real problems, THANK GOD for Lansinoh mind.  I did have one small dilemma early days.  

After the birth of our girl, getting home we had the usual bombardment of visitors. One evening in the first week, after a day of visitors and health visitors and emergency trips to the chemist (for already mentioned miracle breast cream).  We'd settled for the evening, was just to give baby her last feed before attempting to put her down.  So, baby latched on, a relax from me, let down of the milk and a a little knock on the door.... 

Bloody hell who could that be, we peep out of the window and it's my lovely in-laws, the doting grand-parents.  Now as it goes when I got further into my breast feeding career I was less bothered about where I fed and who might be around.  But then I was nervous about it, and knew my FIL would be mostly horrified.  So, I grumbled to Mr. C to organise the hospitality and I headed to the bedroom to carry on feeding. Back then we lived in a flat, so from the bedroom, I could hear them moving round, we were to clink some fizzy wine and toast the new baby. 

So with baby fed and my boobies safely stowed away, I joined them to toast our lovely first born.  Glasses filled, clink-clink 'Congratulations, she's gorgeous', when suddenly shock horror, I glance at my FIL, he's only using one of my breast pads as a coaster!  

I wasn't expecting visitors, I'd just whipped them out on the coffee table.  I can still see in my mindseye, Bern (the FIL) having to hold down the soggy breastpad as it kept sticking to the bottom of his wine glass. 

As it goes, I had lots of breastpads over, reckon they just went into landfill, in today's sustainable conscious times perhaps I should have used them as disposable coasters? 

xx Emma-Lou 






Wednesday, 11 May 2016

Verdict... Guilty

The other day our Willow got a rash, it was an angry sort of rash, made worse by Willow itching himself raw.  Funny thing, Willow diagnosed himself with, 'itchma'. Anyhow it got worse throughout the evening, so I rang out of hours, they squeezed him into 'GoDoc' at the hospital.  To state here, the National Health Service in this country is fantastic, if you need medical advice/reassurance/treatment, how lucky we are that it's so FREELY available.  So it turns out, it's an eczema allergy type thing, caused by new jumpers, that #BadMa didn't wash before putting them on. 

#Obvs when the kids are poorly; it's all about me, I started to feel so guilty. It's ridiculous, but the more I mulled it over, the more guilt came over me.  It had to be my fault, Lizzy has never had eczema, why would she I breastfed her for miles longer than Willow.  With m'laddo I gave up the minute he turned 26 weeks (the bugger was a biter, and had top and bottom teeth).  Over the coming days, whenever I put the steroid cream on his little arms, I had a tear in my eye thinking 'This is my fault this is'.  It isn't really, eczema - it's just a childhood thing, but the pressure we mothers put on ourselves.  I don't remember feelings of such inappropriate guilt before the kids came along.  It's like when your newborn is put in your arms, you immediately start with the self inflicted guilt-trip! 

When I was on my first mat leave, I felt guilty because I had to go back to work, how could I leave my baby to fend for herself in a private nursery?  Five years later, second baby  I felt guilty because I was desperate to go back to work, I counted down the days for when I could abandon my child to paid childcare!   

     I feel guilty that my kids have happy meals 
     I feel guilty that some days I countdown the minutes till they're in bed
     I feel guilty that sometimes I'm not really listening to them
     I feel guilty that they still share a room
     I feel guilty that I don't push the veg more than I should
     I feel guilty at the sheer number of late tickets they get
     I feel guilty with my poor effort on dress up days 
     I feel guilty that I don't help out more at School 
     I feel guilty that I don't really want to help out at School 
     I feel guilty that I don't take them swimming enough 
     I feel guilty that I let them have chocolate brioche for breakfast on school days
     I feel guilty when I shout at them simply because I'm feeling a bit moody... 
           I really could go on...

The main charges against me - 

Biscuit giving, I distract Willow with biscuits, so I can faff round on FB without disturbance - GUILTY 

Abandonment - I only go to the gym/run/bootcamp to get away from my family - GUILTY 

Bribery - I drop Lizzy a bung if she sees to Willow in the morning (set him up on YouTube and give him a cereal bar) - GUILTY 

Perhaps I am guilty as charged..... send her down.... 

xx Emma-Lou 












Friday, 1 April 2016

Cocktail Connoisseur these days.... Be At One Manchester

Last week, I was invited along to a trendy new cocktail bar, of course being a girl about town trendsetter, this is right up my street #obvs. 


Be At One is in a good location in Manchester Town Centre, just off St. Anne's Square, near Barton Arcade.  On arrival, you sort of head down and round a fancy stairwell, to a meet and greet desk manned by gorgeous looking, friendly girls.   Now to be honest, I've never been a massive fan for cocktails, I like, wine, water, coffee and the occasional red stripe when I'm feeling indie.  So when I do join in, I tend not to look at menu's and go for Long Island Iced Tea.  


But my work mate, Coxy, who more than anybody I know needed a good drink last week, who bless was having a mare at work, she is more experimental than me and wasn't having any of my disinterest in cocktails.  We had quite a few I won't lie (I of course blame her, I hardly drink, practically tee total)....  

Ahh work buds... ever so slightly squiffy
How pleased with ourselves do we look? 


Why why why have I never in all my puff experienced a Pornstar Martini... this is the best cocktail in the world, ever. In fact I joked on FB that I'd never drink anything else, even replacing it with my 10:30 brew! 



Be At One looks the part, it's smart, nicely done out.  The music was ace, some newer mixes of some old school 80s tunes. Anywhere that plays a-ha gets my attendance.  The bar was busy, I like that, and cocktails aren't easy to make, if you're making them well, but the staff handled it without fuss, and chatted to you while you waited, I actually liked standing watching them mix up the cocktails, I was watching carefully to see if I could nail a Pornstar Matini later at home myself (you know a little nightcap!), but buggar I didn't have any passion fruit liqueur in!   The staff milling round were dead nice too, asking how we enjoyed drinks as they took glasses away.  



For a work do, a couple of cocktails with you beau after a nice meal, girls night out, I'd defo recommend Be At One, it really does have a nice vibe. 



xx Emma-Lou




Thursday, 3 March 2016

I love World Book Day....

Anything that that gets children enthusiastic about books and reading should be encouraged in Schools.  Dressing up for World Book Day is a brilliant initiative.  Some years are better than others... here's our attempt this year!  


Suffragette Girl 

As inspired by this heroine (good work Jacqueline Wilson) 


Willow a little more obvious... 

Uncanny a real likeness! 
                                        

I know, I'm a dressing up genius. 

xx Emma-Lou 




Wednesday, 2 March 2016

Call on me... I know first aid

Another feather to my bow it seems... qualified first aider at work! 

I can't say I was looking forward to the training, but it was a. a day out of the office and b. you got a lunch voucher and biscuits (win win). 

I have done first aid training before and I can remember hanging round feeling awkward doing chest compressions on a dummy and not getting a lot out of it.   In fact I wonder if during a real casualty would I have remembered CPR at all! 

Anyhow, yesterday was different, training in twenty years has come on heaps and bounds.  The University trainer, with a medical nursing background delivered the training in a really interesting way.  Instead of just detailing the practicalities of what to do... she came from a biology science angle, so we understood the function of why we're doing particular things. For example, when you're unconscious but still breathing, the real danger is your muscles relax and your tongue being a muscle can cause airway obstruction.... hence the need to lift the chin and clear airway. 

She was ace... and is going to give me a certificate... 

Three handsome blondes, all anti-bac'd and ready to smooch

We watched some videos of everyday first aid, not first aid in a work first aider capacity.  Situations that can come about in everyday life, and with a little knowledge all of us can assist in small ways to help somebody in medical distress. The British Red Cross, have an app, 'Everyday First Aid', take a look, here is one from yesterday, which struck a little nerve with me.  What do when someone is having a seizure: 


How lovely was the chap helping the young lad, and he didn't do a great deal.    He was simply calm, reassuring and knowledgeable about what to do... and thank goodness, I was terribly worried about that lad! 

I've taken half-hour out my life and watched all the videos:  www.redcross.org.uk/everydayfirstaid I'm a good person to know... I'm going to get myself a cape.... 

xx Emma-Lou 

Tuesday, 1 March 2016

The Returned and not too busy at all (no moaning here)

Hello 

It's me, it's been so long since I blog blogged I forgot what font I use. 

I won't go on about how busy I've been, because when I hear people moan on about being busy, I think "Bore off... nobody is busier than me... and I'm dead busy and I'm perfect and manage to squeeze it all in... if you really wanted to like, you'd make the time to do the things that you're moaning you're far too busy for" (long winded but I think I get my own point... a bit).

But I have been busy.  If I had my life over, I'd have my babies in June and July, January and February babies are just too inconvenient... also in my other life, I'd manage said babies expectations that a party every year is excessive.  In between all this, Mr. C, who rarely likes a fuss turned forty and I made him celebrate with a big party.  I know, how can I be old enough to have a husband so old.  

Anyhow, I'm back.... and happy and calm lately... so will have a think of some amazing blog posts....  watch this space.... 

xx Emma-Lou 


This is me looking calm, in actuality... two mins late, Willow heard a funny joke and laughed so hard... he wee'd on me... the calm lasted a record two minutes... true story ask BF Priya