If someone could see deep inside you they would see the rawness, They would see that behind the momentary smile, a smile where you forget for a split second , that a part of you has dimmed. They might then truly realise, that even though you don’t want there to be a new you, that... Continue Reading →

Passing on good habits to our children. Being body positive.

I wanted to share a piece I wrote last year as it’s something very close to my heart. As the twins are growing up now and being exposed to alot more external influences it’s never a bad thing to remind them to love themselves wholeheartedly and walk away from negativity or anything that makes them feel anything other than the amazing little humans they are.


I have always loved looking back through old photo albums. Looking back on holidays from my early childhood days,  days long forgotten yet I always smile as I look at not only my parents baby face but of mine too. Of day-trips taken and ice-creams eaten, my only cares in the world were how many times we could swim in the pool the following day.

As a grown woman to look back at images of my parents early days together, to see them in their first flushes of romance. Smiling at each other, wondering did they know back then they would marry each other, have children. Looking back at how beautiful my Mother was, her youth glowed from every picture, she was nearly always smiling and how my Dad looked like he belonged up on stage with the Stones. Photos of my parents holding my brother and I as new-borns…

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Friday fashion picks

Happy Friday everyone ! I had to pick up some pieces for the twins for playschool and for playwear and have a few pieces I will share over the next few weeks on the blog and over on Instagram once I take pictures of them properly, but in the meantime I took a few pictures... Continue Reading →

Friday fashion for kids

It has been awhile since I have written a Friday fashion blog post and I have decided to change my fashion posts going forward.  I'd love to give the time I used to my "One for him, one for her and one for Mammy fashion blog posts but with the demands of life I find... Continue Reading →

Rising childcare costs and lack of support for working families.

In light of the extension to parental leave being stalled I wanted to share some of my thoughts on what it it’s like as a working mother and part of the middle squeezed generation. Parental leave has been invaluable to us as a family , first and foremost because it allows for my children and I to spend consistent quality time together. Yes I have to save alot and I am lucky that I am in a position to take unpaid leave but what is the alternative ? Pay ridiculous creche fees during the non school holiday periods, they are expensive enough as is without having to pay extra because the ecce scheme is not working family friendly. An extension of the unpaid parental leave scheme would be a baby step gesture from the government to show that it truly values women in the workforce full-time , it leaves us fsr behind our European counter parts but it’s a start and a start we need to ensure does not fade away and get forgotten about by our government. Please show your support and contact your local TD’s office to ensure this goes ahead .


What drives me out the door in the mornings to spend ten hours of the day away from my children? Bear in mind my children are usually only awake thirteen hours in a twenty four-hour period, that leaves me with three hours. These three hours are usually when to be fair, they are not at their best. They, like Mammy are tired. They have had a long day away from home, a day playing in pre-school, forging friendships and navigating the playground. Some days are harder and thankfully these are becoming less. But on these days, when they are missing their Mammy and Daddy and have little cries in the corner of the pre-school room or playground, my heart aches that night when just before I lay them down to sleep, when they are at their most relaxed,tucked up tight in my arms, they recall their sad moments when Mammy…

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