We won’t be long!

2Mermaidz is currently under going a little make over, I’ve made a start tonight but there’s still lot’s to get through.

While this is happening there won’t be any blog posts aside to the weekly breastfeeding stories I share on #titsandtearz

BUT we won’t be long, a new look, a new way of sharing content and a bunch of other stuff.

You can still catch us on Instagram though, much LOVE!

This is Halloween!

Happy HALLOWEEN!! 

I can still say that even though it’s November right … ?

I was hoping to share this on Halloween but some teeth (her first two, yey) from little Marceline decided to make an appearance, steal all the sleep and so I’m a week behind with sharing – the cuddles are worth it though.

I just had to blog about Halloween, it’s THE BEST holiday of the year – no questions asked! This year I’ve made much more of an effort with the house decorations, it’s been SO MUCH FUN.

I thought I would start by looking back at some Halloween’s with Loralai …

A nearly 2 month old Loralai (2013)

Pumpkin L (2014)

Mama Cat and Mini Witch (2015)

Oh I’m a cat again, haha totally didn’t realise until right now! Little skeleton Loralai and my beautiful baby M bump (2017)

As you can see I’ve missed out 2016, we’d just been married and on Halloween we flew to Mexico for our honeymoon.

I blogged last year about Halloween, twice if I remember rightly. Sharing what we had done, our costumes and Loralai’s experiences. It’s really been fun to look back at snaps for this post, lots of AWWW’s from me at the baby pictures of Loralai!

Still can’t believe she is 5 now!

So, Halloween 2018.

I upped my game with the decor this year and I am aiming to build up our decorations each year, kind of like what everyone does for Christmas. I’ll share some pictures with you of our home later in the post. We had so many plans this year with a bunch of them not happening (BOO) no pun intended. But I have decided that next year I want us to host a party! I’d love to make some traditions too, let me know if you have any in the comments.

We’ve had SO many treats this year, we have literally spent all of October dedicated to Halloween. Halloween doughnuts, sweets, pumpkin carving and painting. Spooky sticker books and Loralai’s first Halloween school disco! On Halloween, Loralai was in school and I took Marceline shopping – nothing spooky about that BUT as soon as she got home she dressed up, I did her face paint and changed M into a matching skeleton babygrow. We did a small Trick or Treat and then hung out with a friend. Loralai stuffed her face with Casper marshmallows, cutie!

Here’s a few snaps of our little Halloween at home.

My Skeletons.

Coolest babes and a pumpkin.

A scary L …

ALL THE MARSHMALLOWS!!

A few more snaps of our treats and pumpkin carvings.

Lidl was a great go to for us this year, the Halloween doughnuts in the pictures were beautiful. We bought the activity book, I got L some costume bits, M has some cute spooky baby vests and this little grave yard set up was SO much fun too.

Most of our decorations from last year came from Wilkinsons, this year Ricky went wild and bought loads in Asda. I took SO many pictures of them all but I’ve tried to condense them down … I said tried.

I even decorated the girls bedrooms and the landing but we would literally be here all day with snaps. So last few, promise!

Check out how creepy it looked walking to our house …

Last but not least!! I didn’t take any photos at Loralai’s school disco, IT WAS MANIC. My first ever school disco with her, it was fun but so, so busy! Marceline loved it and danced just as much as L. I did manage to snap a picture once we got home, how cute please?

I am so sad it’s come to an end, but that only means one thing …

CHRISTMAS!

SUPER quick edit – I can’t miss out that we reached 11 months of boobie feeds just before Halloween, those fingers on the pumpkin though, the nipple twist is real. If you know, you know!

Milestone cards from Milk Making Mama.

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Back to work FEELS

How have I been back to work for nearly a month?

I really can’t believe how quickly the time has gone. At first I wanted to blog straight away but then I realised a few shifts in that there’d be more I’d want to share, so I waited. I actually think I’ll have a follow up blog from this too.

I tried hard during my maternity leave not think about work, just embrace my time, take it all in. I called in with Marceline often and I didn’t do any of my keeping in touch days, for lots of reasons and weirdly it felt like I’d never really left. Each time I called in everything felt the same, aside to some lovely new workers! When Marceline got to around 6 months I began to feel stressed about my return to work, I am a very organised person and I always like to know what’s going on, feel in control of what I’m doing etc. So I decided to get in touch about my return.

Hello stress, anxiety and worry.

I can’t lie and say I wasn’t super stressed out, returning from maternity leave is hard enough never mind asking to come back on different terms. Of course there is a lot of help and support out their but maternity discrimination exists, it’s very real and I was so worried that my request to drop hours was going to be a hard slog.

Why did I worry?!

After my initial email my stomach was in knots, what if they say no? What will we do? Can we survive finically with less hours? SO MANY THOUGHTS. After a few emails and a phone call I went to meet with my bosses, it. went. fine. All that stress for nothing but at least my mind was at ease and I could enjoy the rest of my time off, going back 2 days a week sounded good to me.

I had to let work know a few months in advance about when I wanted to return, I decided to add some holidays on so that I’d be off for 11 months. Marceline would be 10 months (I used a little time off pre baby), but then a whole new situation consumed me.

Breastfeeding, what will we do?

This thought took over way more than my thoughts about returning to work, I chatted to SO many women, in my local BF group, some online groups and I spoke to all you AMAZE boobie Mama’s on Instagram (HUGE thanks). My mind tossed and turned for weeks about what we’d do and in the end I did no test runs, no prep, I just went to work. Simple. If only I’d known how fine things would be I would have slept so much better at night!

In the final weeks up to my return I was often teary, I didn’t want to go back to work, I just kept trying to think of ways which would enable me to stay off for longer. Of course there was no other option, it really was time to go back. A lifeline thrown in by my boss – Team Building Day – YASSS. He asked me to come in on the Wednesday rather than the Monday so I could join in with the staff away day, doing high ropes! How fun? This made me feel a lot happier as I knew I’d be having fun on zip wires, catching up with friends, enjoying undisturbed food and drinks (YEY).

So, as cheesy and unrealistic as this sounds I watched my husband take the girls away in the car (school run) as I stood in the door way with a lump in my throat. I watched them drive away, feeling full of anxiety, sadness and uncertainty. My boss picked me up and then another colleague, we arrived and my day begun. I had no signal the WHOLE time so I literally had no idea how Marceline was doing, I’d never left her for a whole day before, how was she coping with water and a snack instead of boob? How was Ricky on his own with the girls? I just had no clue of how things were, which made my anxieties feel a little more intense BUT I had crazy amounts of fun climbing trees and doing zip wires, so much adrenaline. I kept wondering if my boobs would hurt, how was M, home, ah just everything kept crossing my mind but I honestly felt so eased into my first shift. It really felt like I was socialising with friends, which I was, and it was AMAZE.

I made it home for bedtime and boob, YEY. I won’t ever forget Marceline’s face when she seen me, it still warms my heart now.

Quick run down of day. 1, woken up by my littles, an undisturbed shower (YASS), presents, cards and flowers for heading back to work (sob), a sad and anxious goodbye, LOADS of fun with friends at work and home just in time for the girls bedtime routine. Not as bad as I thought, not a tear shed but I was very aware that this day wasn’t a usual day, it wasn’t an actual working day … but what a lush way to come back after 11 months off!

Just a few pics from the team away day!

Snapped by the AMAZE Ange …

County Durham Family Photographer | Angela Fenwick Photography

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The Friday of that week was my real first shift back, my late shift, I’d miss bedtime and I’d be working outside with some new staff too.

SO MUCH TO TAKE IN.

I spoke to the girls on my break and hearing Marceline’s baby babble made me teary. I’m used to working and leaving Loralai and Ricky but I’ve never left Marceline and I didn’t breastfeed this long with Loralai either so this was all new feelings for me too. Marceline has taken to all of this like a right trooper, she has been fine missing boob (having water and a snack instead) and she’s had so much fun and quality time with her Daddy. I really feared things would have been harder but she’s proven that she is just like Loralai and takes to things with ease, my two confident babes.

As the time has gone on I’ve thought, ah this will feel easier, I’ll feel ok and actually my first few shifts were fine, I was fine. It actually became harder as I done more shifts but then it’s eased again, if that makes sense? I’m always keen to know how my girls are, I panic if I see a txt from Ricky (even though everything is ok), I worry when I don’t need too, I miss them like crazy …

BUT …

I am loving seeing everyone, I have adult conversation, I laugh, drink hot tea, pee alone, I get on a bus and I don’t have to rush or worry if the pram can get on, I can wear lush clothes without worrying if I can boob in them or not. Work feels like me time, some normal time, Sarah time … Of course it’s hard, it’s work, work isn’t easy even if you don’t have kids, I am sleepy, like sleepy AF but 2 days feels good. Good for me, I can work and also be at home, I feel so lucky to have the best of both worlds.

It’s made me crave more me time, time with friends and it’s also made me teary, missing my littles but I’m doing things to help me feel good like joining in with #whatmamaworemonday (snaps below), building up to potentially having some Monday night wine sessions with friends, it’s helping me find Sarah again. SO CHEESY. Haha, but yeah it’s hard, I’m so sleepy, like crazy sleepy and I still miss the girls like mad but I know in a few weeks time and as the months go by things will feel a lot easier. I can’t believe how well Marceline and my boobs have taken to this new routine, although she has lost some interest in the day time feeds, which makes my heart heavy. I’ve found a new routine to keep up with my blogs and weekly #titsandtearz posts, so things are looking good.

It is hard going back to work but it’s worth it, when I get home and see their faces I just breathe them in, I’m more patient and observant. It makes me use my days at home with them differently, there’s been so much change over these past few months for my little family but I couldn’t be prouder of us all.

I’m SO loving wearing whatever I want, it’s making me desperate for a shopping trip though. Something I haven’t done in SO, SO LONG.

You’ve got this Mama’s, if I can do it, you can.

Hello Big School

Following on from ‘Goodbye Little L’

We set our alarms for super early, like 6am early. We don’t do mornings very well, actually Loralai loves mornings but we take a little more time to come around. We were trying to figure out a ‘school routine time frame’, my eyeballs hurt that day, they really did.

Loralai’s first week was a mixture of mornings and afternoons, her first day was the Tuesday and although my stomach was in knots and everyone (especially me) thought I would ball my eyes out at the gates, I didn’t. I couldn’t believe I didn’t cry, it was around 11:40am when I saw the school ringing me. OMG what’s happened, is she ok? Has she had an accident, what do I do?

”Hi, is that Loralai’s Mam? She’s still waiting for you to pick her up”.

My heart sank, me and Ricky thought the first pick up was 12:30pm, I couldn’t believe on her first day we had left her! We jumped in the car and headed straight for the school, luckily and now funnily enough another set of parents thought the same thing, plus they knew each other from nursery so it brought everyone some comfort! After the initial shock and OMGG moments, I gave her a huge hug as we all walked to the car.

”I’ve made you something Mammy”.

As we got into the car she passed me a little paper bag, inside it had a penguin biscuit, a tea bag, a tissue and a poem from her teachers. Ricky started to drive as I read the first line … FLOODS of tears came out and I literally couldn’t speak. I tried to keep reading the poem out loud and I couldn’t.

”Mammy this biscuit is for you, we can share it and you can have the bigger bit. Do you know there’s a tissue for your tears Mam”. 

There they are, there’s those tears you knew were coming.

Goodbye emotions and hello to Loralai’s first ever sickness bug!! Yup, one whole day at school and she catches a bug! She was up for three whole hours being sick, we had to put a bunch of her stuff in the bin, she was sick in the bath, she ended up in my bed with a bucket, ahh the list could go on. Poor bloody soul, I was so gutted she was unwell but also massively gutted she would be missing time during her first week. School said to keep her away for 48 hours, so we did. She was totally fine by the Thursday, she napped and watched movies on the Wednesday. And that was it, week one done!

Her second week consisted of five full days, that was it, officially in! Homework straight away and talks of ‘I don’t know what I did today Mam’. One of the things I’d been trying to figure out was the bus routes, the times and guess what? NONE are in sync with the school/getting us anywhere near to our house. I have to add that we live close enough to school, in the car its under 10 minutes (that’s with traffic), walking is around 20 minutes but up a very steep hill which is now my best fitness friend … Haha. Day one of that was TOUGH, actually the first week, week and a half I couldn’t breathe when I got to her school, sweating and gasping for air. Now I just feel a burn in my legs, a little hot if the suns out but only a few weeks in and there is a dramatic health difference (for me). Basically Ricky drops her off, I walk up and back down to pick her up and bring her home. At first she really wasn’t enjoying the walking home but now we chat about her day and it doesn’t seem like two minutes and we are home!

Lets see how I feel about that when it crazy rains and snows …

Ricky had a week tour with the band shortly after Loralai started school, which is one of the reasons why I held off going back to work. New house, new area, new school, routine … AHHH. So yeah it made sense, WHAT A WEEK. I am going to blog about that week separately but I have to mention that during that time I got up everyday at 6am (ahhh), got us all up and out of the house, up to the school and back, it felt very military, but I did it. I impressed myself, but of course there were things to remind me that nothing can ever be perfect, who was I trying to kid? Marceline crawled as soon as Ricky left! Spanner in the works, she crawled to my sitting room plant and eat the soil, TWICE. She also climbed out of/fell out of her high chair which made me so ill, that night I was still awake at 3am! So lets just say that although I bossed the school runs, THIS MAMA WAS TIRED AF.

So, weeks down the line I don’t feel the lump in my throat, the tears in my eyes, I still worry (who doesn’t?) and I’ve learnt a thing or two.

School Uniform – GETS BROKEN IMMEDIATELY.

School Friends – I still don’t know their names but Loralai sounds like she’s having fun, haha.

Mam/School Yard Friends – I’m super chatty but have found that people stick to who they know, I talk to a few Mam’s and it’s pretty much been the same since day one.

School Dinners – Are mouth watering, what an amazing improvement since my childhood!

Home Work – She has LOADS, and I am enjoying it more than I thought. She already knows some words from her reading homework, HEART MELT.

School Shoes – We are on to pair THREE, my Mam bought her some and on her first day they didn’t fit. Luckily she had some school Kickers but they were the next size up. Being boots it hasn’t been too bad but they are too big so I’ve been out to buy another pair!

Moments – When she comes home with a sticker or a note to say she’s done something well, it gets you in the feels. She’s already had the head teachers award and I am so proud. Her sticker collection is pretty cool too.

Accidents – I’m guessing she is ‘that kid’ who falls all the time, she’s come home with so many accident slips, my heart is kind of in my throat with nerves!

Big School – It’s not as scary as I thought, I knew Loralai would be fine, it’s been me and Marceline actually, who have had to adjust to her not being around. I still long for school holidays and weekends because she is the COOLEST kid to hang with. And man I bloody miss her, I’m treasuring her even more than I did.

Oh and she is CRAZY sleepy, but she disagrees!

I’ve got this, tears and all.

I’ve just had a week on my own with the girls and I always worried about it because I knew that after, I’d be heading back to work. I’ve fallen lucky really because my actual first day back was supposed to be today, work have planned a team building trip on Wednesday so my shift got swapped.

Ahh, an extra few days with my littles.

A day doing high ropes is WAY more exciting than catching up with emails and policies – which are important of course – but something fun may help hold off my tears, because I feel plenty coming.

Pre pregnancy I was working four days a week, which included a Saturday shift. I’ve had quite a few messages recently about work, it seems a lot of you guys thought I was a stay at home Mam (which I would love) but I have to say I am lucky enough to have the best of both worlds. On my return (sob) I’ll be working two days a week, which doesn’t include a Saturday now, YEY. I love my job, and its been my chosen career since I was eighteen. So from that point of view I am happy, I have a job that I love, with people I love. Listen I’m not going to lie, I do look forward to adult conversation, a hot drink, peeing alone, you know the luxuries you don’t get at home haha. I work with young people so my days are always varied, it can be fun but it can also be really serious.

I’ve had eleven months off, which is two months longer than my last maternity leave, again I feel lucky! I should have been back in August really but with a house move, Loralai starting school and Ricky being on tour, it just made sense to wait a little longer. Those things are big, emotional, grown up stuff right? All of which I will be blogging about soon.

But back to the work chat now …

Both times (returning to work) I’ve felt sad, heavy hearted, tearful, just wanting to stay at home and have all the fun with the babes. Doesn’t it make you forget about the hard stuff? Those days you don’t get to eat or have two minutes to yourself? It all looks rosy when really motherhood is hard, bloody hard at that. I actually had a full time job when I had Loralai and upon my return I quit to start a new one (my current job) I used to work fifteen hours on an evening so I feel like the work transition wasn’t as hard as what I am feeling now. I spent all my days with her, my weekends and a Monday! I would leave and she’d be going to bed. I worked outside, in all weathers for nearly three years as I slowly transitioned into some day work. Me and Ricky both don’t have family close so our work lives have always had to work around Loralai, childcare (crazy expensive) and that’s why we waited so long (and for the free hours) for me to change my work pattern.

We are in the same positon now, well kind of, childcare is still a no go, too pricey! Still no family close by but this time we have to think about school runs and we have two kids, not one! I was anxious about how things would turn out this time, wondering if I would be able to reduce hours, what would things look like for us finically if I did drop hours? So many things to think of. And this time I am returning to work breastfeeding, something new to me that has actually added questions, worries and stress to my return journey! Only due to the ‘I am expressing? Bottle or Beaker? Formula? Just boobing morning and night?’ … Questions which still are unanswered and I’m back in like two days, haha. I have an amazing support network online, the breastfeeding community is SO good on Instagram so I am in good hands.

I haven’t done any practice or trial runs with Marceline, she’s literally been with me her whole ten months, I’ve been away from her for the odd few hours, four times. Just four times, so I’m anxious for her, not just me but I do feel some happiness, some calm, some reassurance because she’ll be with her Dad. Someone she knows, loves and it’s also going to be so great for Ricky, he didn’t get time like this with Loralai. The stay at home time, it’s going to be hard though, tough even! Ricky will work three long and late shifts mid week so I can work my two days, he’ll also work the odd Saturday to make things all balance out. We are back to making things work, whatever we can to ensure our girls are good, that we are finically stable so it can all work out. We won’t see each other that much through the week but we’ve done this before, we can do it again, as Marceline grows I’ll have more freedom with work.

I haven’t wasted time worrying, thinking, focusing on returning but it has always been in my mind. I felt stressed when I asked to reduce my hours but everything worked out fine, as the weeks and days have become closer I have felt the ‘dread’. Its not work though, its me, having to leave my bubble. My comfort, my girls, this life, it just shows how quickly life goes by. We’ve had SO much fun, me and the girls, I’ve had beautiful moments alone with them both and guess what? That’s never going to stop because I’m their Mam and I still have most of my week at home or out with them. I’m really happy to have my weekends back too.

I am a HUGE emotional mess, I will cry and more than once too, I have fears about breastfeeding, general anxieties, just SO many feelings. My sleep right now is so awful too, a mix of late nights, not being able to sleep and Marceline boobing. Then I remind myself I function everyday, I’ve just done a week on my own too, I’ve got this, right? I know that I have support in work colleagues, my husband and I hope that Marceline takes to me leaving just as well as Loralai did. And I know you are probably thinking, ‘she’s only working two days’ but man I will miss my girls, they are my everything and I really don’t feel ready to leave my maternity life. Marceline is our last baby too and as time brings us closer to her first birthday I feel like that’s adding to my emotions, and my fears of breastfeeding ending.

I think I could talk, talk and talk about this for ages but I’d only be repeating myself.

So Sarah, get your big girl pants on, its time for a new chapter.

YOU CAN DO THIS SAZZLE, you can.

And to all of you lovelies who are due back too, or soon  … 

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Goodbye Little L

I’ve decided to blog this whole school experience over two posts, my emotions are a lot less (WHHAAA) now so I feel like its a good time to share. I figured I would talk all things leading up to school, leaving nursery and our final GRL GANG hangs … Ok so that’s a little over exaggerated, but it did feel pretty final, at times, like all the time … Ok I’m just an emotional Mam wreck.

I best get down to it, this year Loralai spent her summer in nursery, which meant she didn’t really have the ‘six weeks’ she got to spend three days a week with her lovely nursery friends and the staff. She had the best of both really as she also had time at home, lots of girl hangs and days out too. I think it also helped with the school transition, she didn’t have six long weeks to wait, she just had nursery one week and then it was school the next.

Oh and turning five right in the middle of it all, WHY all at once? Why!

So yeah, nursery. Loralai started when she was three and she loved it from the get go, she was very keen to start and we have some amazing memories and a HUGE box full of creations, photo’s and keepsakes. Loralai’s nursery was such a key part of her young life and I still don’t think its quite hit home (for us both) that she isn’t ever going back. Like, ever. I can remember her first ‘settling in’ session, I blogged about it actually!

Look at this snap of us, her first EVER time hanging out at nursery.

It really doesn’t feel like that long ago, and it feels like she’s always been in nursery at the same time. I can’t believe that little three year old girl is now five and in school, MY HEART THROBS.

We had a huge summer, lot’s of life changing things which have probably added to the emotional roller-coaster I’ve been on. We put our house up for rent – we haven’t moved for such a long time and although I’ve always wanted to move out since I moved in with Ricky (true story, ha) I got really sad when it all started to happen. I had my children in that house, we got married, I wasn’t far off 22 when I moved in with Ricky and I think the emotional attachment to the house began to come out, something I really wasn’t expecting. Then add in school, Ricky going on tour, my return to work and lots of worry about future breastfeeding times with Marceline. It was a lot to feel all at once.

Basically, all the feels and ALL the stresses.

I was very, very happy that we were able to rent our house out and move into our new house (blog post coming) all before Loralai started school. That was a huge anxiety for me, I really wanted to be in the new place before the next few big chapters in our lives. She had about five or six weeks roughly at nursery whilst living in the new house and its really given us all the time to settle as a family, and unpack … Oh the unpacking.

Loralai had a nursery graduation a few weeks before she left, that hurt my eyes, my face, my chest, my heart … Haha.

Here’s a few snaps of her being the coolest.

She was full of smiles, singing songs and at the end we all got cuppa’s and cake.

She told everyone she wanted to be a teacher when she grows up, that’s changed now of course!

Then came her last ever day.

She was full of smiles, took to it like a champ. No tears or sadness, she’s been braver than me! I kissed the staff and gave them all a huge long hug, I shocked myself that I didn’t cry!

And this was her final bits, the last of the arts and crafts. The notes on her journey and learning, I’ve read some and I think that’s when it sunk in a little. I’ve planned some time in my head, I’m thinking a hot cup of tea and some biscuits so I can have a good read through, undisturbed.

It just doesn’t feel like the end, I keep thinking oh she’ll she Karen and Zoe next week but then I quickly realise she’s not my Little L anymore, she’s making new friends and memories somewhere else now. But a recent group on Facebook has been made and the parents of the nursery kids are planning a soft play date, and we couldn’t be happier!

Loralai started school on a Tuesday, after a weekend of birthday madness (how is she 5?) and I just had to take her out, treat her, just BE with her. We had so much fun, we eat pizza, got some new toys, had a whole day out and then we prepared all her uniform together, ahh.

Just seeing it all lay out made it feel real, up to this point I hadn’t shed any tears, but I knew they were coming.

I’m ending part one with some pictures of our day out, I’ll share part two next week with the run down of the craziest school week ever!

I’m already yearning for the school holidays, yes I am that Mam who just wants hang times 24/7.

My two girls are my whole world!

Goodbye my Little L.

Caravan Living

Holding my hands up to say sorry, this is super late! Our holiday was back in May, funnily I blogged whilst we were there … Just not about the holiday, ha. Anyway this is long over due but now I have a laptop, we’ve moved house AND the internet is set up I’ve made myself a blog to do list. SO MUCH TO SAY but for now lets talk all things holibobs.

See this little excited face …

She was a dream on the drive down, we decided that I would sit in the back between the girls to encourage naps, hand holding and eating sweets of course! Marceline was only five months old so I was worried about breastfeeding but she managed with one stop, she slept the whole time! Maybe that’s why she’s so excited in this picture? Realistically it was Loralai who wanted to scream from the roof tops that she was on holiday, so much to do, see, she was CRAAZY excited.

We had our first holiday as a family of four in the UK, a caravan site in North Yorkshire. Full of kids activities, disco’s, swimming and more. Now before you ask, yes … Yes we did spend hundreds of pounds on little arcade games to basically get crap toys. Would it even be a British holiday if we didn’t? We pretty much had a trip out every day, we went for a week and I’m pretty glad we did that. We had a day in Filey, Whitby, Peasholm park and Scarborough, it was so lush. We had great weather, which is always the worry for British holidays so I feel we were super lucky.

Each night Loralai and Ricky went to the kids disco, I made it a few times but we tried to keep to Marceline’s routine so I would have caravan chills. We made some friends who actually live really close to us so Loralai had a holiday play mate, lush. We eat so much ice cream, had fish and chips, visited the beach and honestly enjoyed each others company. I am so glad I said to Ricky when I was pregnant to book a little get a way for us, it really made a highlight for my maternity leave.

I did think it would be hard taking the girls away but it wasn’t, Marceline did have a few unsettled nights and Loralai got upset a few times (and didn’t want to come home) but aside to that it was really great, a great first holiday. I would love to take the girls abroad, Loralai has been to France but I want the four of us to have a week or two somewhere sunny with a beautiful beach and great pool! I turn 30 next year so I think maybe the year after that can be our aim.

So I am about to spam you with a bunch of family holiday snaps, I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t …

It wouldn’t be a holiday if I didn’t twin the girls up!

A spot of toy bingo, haha.

Loralai auditioned for the show, she was singing her little heart out, she danced away and wasn’t phased at all. My little super star!

Still shocked to this day that Marceline managed some naps during the disco’s, she wakes at the littlest sounds and the disco was crazy loud! Baffled, kids ey?

We promised Loralai the worlds biggest ice cream for being in the show, little did we know she would actually find one! She didn’t finish it, obviously.

We had mini date nights while the girls slept, pizza – ALWAYS.

Sleepy, boobie feeds. Love this snap.

Love beach days, me and Loralai ran in the sea and it was freezing!!

When you try and get a family selfie …

We eventually managed one!

We went on a pirate ship in Whitby, Loralai went on a second time with Ricky.

To round it up, we made some great memories, I had a lot of proud Mam moments, Marceline went swimming for the first time, Loralai owned the dance floor every night and we had crazy amounts of giggles (I fell off a slide) and its just got me so excited for our next adventure, whenever that maybe.

2Mermaidz meets James Jam

Back when I started 2Mermaidz I knew straight away that I wanted a logo, so I made one. I used paint and created a little something, I am in no way an artist but I was happy with it, I liked it. I used it all over the website, on our Instagram and Facebook and it’s been the only profile picture I’ve ever used. Fast forward to now and I have another little in my life, my Marceline Mavis who is forever looking up to her big sister Loralai.

Man I love my GRL GANG.

I just knew we needed a new logo.

I was asked a lot during my pregnancy if I was going to change our 2Mermaidz to 3Mermaidz and my answer has always been no, it will always be no. I love how much everything has evolved and I know it will continue to do so but I want it to always have some roots. It’s 2Mermaidz, something I spent a LONG time thinking about, I was with Loralai at the time, snuggled up in bed. I loved it and that was it, I worked through Instagram and online to check nobody else had used it, it was free, it was ours.

I started 2Mermaidz as a fashion account, ha. It’s a far cry from that now, two huge Instagram picture delete sessions, some re-thinking, re-focusing, not comparing myself to others and getting pregnant etc. But once I started blogging and getting into Instagram I knew straight away it was changing, like I said before it’s evolved, it’s always going to evolve. Because we all do, don’t we? I love sharing my motherhood, alongside stuff we love and the incredible breastfeeding stories, there’s still a little fashion in there too because I chat shopping small, it’s a big feature and also the fact that I am currently living my fashion life through L … While my postpartum body changes.

Anyway, lets talk all things James shall we? If you haven’t already checked him out from my feed, please do, WHAT A GUY. I met James through my husband, they are best mates, James lives in London so we don’t get to see him as much as we would like but when we hang it’s always good times. Loralai loves him and she literally hasn’t stopped talking about him and his wonderful wife Kat since their wedding a few weeks back. He has a wonderful, creative mind and soul, he’s so kind, funny, talented and of course it helps that my kids love the guy. I’ve been watching from a far, his art work that is. Man it’s cool, SO up my street, I just love it. I’d been thinking about asking him to make us a logo for a while and when I did I was super excited, he was away on his honeymoon and I was thinking it would be a while before I’d get an answer, then he surprised me … by sending it to my husband, I screamed. I wanted to share it straight away, then I wanted to ‘reveal’ it and ugh what a carry on I’ve had with that, BUT I am showing it right now, in all it’s perfect glory. Did I mention I love it?

So yeyyy, here is our new logo people, I AM IN LOVE.

It’s scaled down a little for this blog post, but just look. It has my new hair and specs, my little baby M and my beautiful L, her cheeky grin. It’s just us, and I know I’ve said this but I love it. And I love James, thank YOU so much for creating something that makes me feel so happy.

James does so much with his art work, his wedding was beautifully creative with his drawings, I’ll add in some snaps, he also has an Etsy page, I have his haunted bag which I wore with pride at his wedding. He creates zines and comics and he often donates money to charities (big love), he takes on drawing animals and us humans, the list is long. This guy is just cool ok. I’ll link up his Instagram and shop!

Happy new logo day to us, out with the old …

And in with the new …

Here’s James’s deets …

https://www.instagram.com/jamesjammcmahon/

https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/james

Some wedding snaps …

Feeling ‘Sarah’.

I’ve been DYING to blog, man how does time just go so quickly? When Marceline was new born I found so much time to write, she would be on my boob’s for so long I could get a post out or she’d nap for ages so I could edit or blog! Now she’s approaching 6 months and I feel my days fading fast, I can even feel work approaching soon, sob. I’ve managed to keep the weekly breastfeeding stories coming but I’ve actually had to make a list of things I’d like to blog about, the personal ones. This one I feel would have came out a lot different had I wrote it back when it came into my mind, since then a lot has changed to make me feel more, me.

Originally I was feeling all the feels, the lost soul of Sarah, where had she gone? Postpartum body, breastfeeding, hair loss, looking after 2 littles, house stuff, the list is LONG. Anyway after I had Loralai I went through stages, first off my body had just given birth so I was loving me some comfy clothes, I then went through this awkward stage of wearing baggy clothes, like too baggy. I then transitioned to skinny jeans and baggy tee’s until one day I was like ‘woo, Sarah, where have you gone?’ Out came all my usual clothes and what not, then I felt more me, it took time but, I came back. So this time I was kind of prepared for that to happen, well in some ways. In my head I was thinking ‘I won’t do that again’ but yeah, yeah I did.

I’m currently a size 14, my boob’s are crazy HUGE, like they hurt my back so bad. And I’m not stupid, I know I’ve just grown a baby and this time I really did just chill and not give AF about what I eat or what I wore. But there comes a time, for me at least, where I started to miss myself. Of course I’m still here, I am still into all the things I love, I just don’t have the time, the freedom and things to come and go as I please. I need to add in that this isn’t me complaining, I’m just finding my feet again. I decided a few weeks back to eat a bit healthier, to go out for some long walks, in general just – get out more. And to my surprise I’ve lost a stone in weight, I’m usually a size 10 so none of my clothes fit me right now, I had that funny stage where my maternity clothes became too big but there was no way I was ready to get back into my old things so I went shopping, and since then I’ve shopped twice. I’m hoping that’s it now and that I’ll slowly get back into my other things. But breastfeeding makes it hard for me to dress, in my style that is.

So I was going to write about not feeling ‘Sarah’ but I AM FEELING MYSELF right now, two new pairs of glasses, woo my eyes had changed. This was step one, I got crazy amounts of confidence back once I got some new specs, I even ditched the contacts (which I live for, usually) at a wedding I went to recently, all because I was loving me some ‘Sarah in specs’.

Who am I??

Next I finally, like nearly 2 whole years later … Got my hair cut. In an ACTUAL salon too, and I loveee it. I’ve never had it like this but omg hello second huge boost of confidence, again who am I? It’s made me realise how important it is for self care, even the small things, remaining you is IMPORTANT. And it’s ok to take time out, growing and then nurturing a baby can definitely take it’s toll. But I’ve got to say I’m so happy to be feeling more me, my next plan is to get a new tattoo, it’s been too long, well in my mind it has since I’m used to a couple a year. I’m on mission health too, no pressure or time frames but I do want to feel happy in my own skin, be it stretched and different. I’d still like to get back into some of my fave clothes, I’ve spent a long time on that wardrobe.

So I’m sharing some old and new pics of me because I have grown two humans and I’m going to remind myself (hopefully you lot too) that your always beautiful, always.

And of course I have to show off my new found confidence with my new specs and hair …

SELF CARE AND LOVE, YOU DESERVE IT.

 

 

Motherhood through Instagram.

Motherhood through Instagram is a hashtag I use often, Instagram has opened up so many amazing ways to share, talk, support and encourage. I recently joined in on the V for village hashtag which got people to talk about who’s in their village, who’s their support on and offline, since I posted mine I’ve been thinking about writing this blog.

I’ve ‘met’ so many amazing women on Instagram and the support they offer is unquestionably what we all need on the hard days. I didn’t use Instagram the way I do now when I had Loralai and I really think it would of helped me, massively. I started 2Mermaidz at the end of 2016 sharing mine and Loralai’s love of fashion, I really wanted to blog too so I made the website in early 2017 and I started to document our lives. When I fell pregnant with Marceline the website changed, still documenting but I expanded with new pages.

I actually deleted ALL of the pictures I had on my Instagram because I sensed it was going in a different direction to just fashion. I also had fallen into the trap of looking at all the ‘beautiful’ and ‘perfect’ feeds and thinking mine was crap. I started to share more of our daily lives with bits of fashion too, then I started to document my pregnancy with Marceline, beautiful.

I think it was late December or early January when I fell into the trap again, I looked at my feed and thought it wasn’t good enough. I sat and deleted ALL my pictures again, I received some really lovely messages while I was doing it. These amazing women who support me on Instagram, they cared, they didn’t want me to delete it all. I didn’t regret the first time I done it because it felt organic, it was me combining my account to the website, it had purpose, a focus, I could see what I wanted to do, sharing my motherhood. Alongside things we love because I wanted to, because it’s my journey and it’s about what I love.

I didn’t regret the second time, at first anyway because I was comparing myself to others, other accounts. I also wanted my blog posts to link up to my Instagram with images. When I think about it now, it’s silly.

I am me, what I share is me.

I don’t have a camera or laptop, I don’t edit my photos.

I’d just given birth, the worse time EVER to judge myself negatively.

I shouldn’t have deleted it all, I was in my own head, comparing myself to others.

I feel a little torn now, in my head I wanted my feed to look a certain way, to match my blog posts, which it does now and I’m happy but I could of kept all my old posts, I could have. I had a moment again the other week and I was SUPER close to deleting everything again but I didn’t, after a talk with the husband and a reality check.

I do this blog for me, it’s my hobby and an amazing way to document me and my girls, which is exactly what I wanted it to be. It’s changed so much in the year or so I’ve been blogging, I’ve got a little breastfeeding project going, we’re sharing things we love and still share our fashion loves.

I think what I’m trying to say is I am me, my Instagram is us and that I need to continue to work hard at reminding myself that I need to just do me – that’s my uniqueness and nobody else is me. I’m not ever going to be one of ‘those’ accounts because that’s not me and I shouldn’t compare myself and nor should you lovely lot. I got a lot of messages from other women saying they had done or felt the same as me which made me feel less crazed about my decisions because social media sometimes does create those negative vibes, not always but sometimes.

Thank you lovely lot for being in my online village, I’m grateful for you all.

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