Monthly Archives: September 2011

BOOBS!

This is not me. Just for the record. Today, I would like to talk to you about boobs: How many do you have? That may sound like a trick question, but until last week, I had four. Between losing weight, having a baby, gaining weight, losing weight, gaining weight and so on a so forth, my boobs have suffered. Mainly because I’ve always stuck to the same bra size, never deviating despite severe discomfort and …

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Mum’s the Word’s First Vlog and GOSH Nail Glitters Giveaway

I’ve done some vlogging for other sites recently, but when I was asked to test out the new Nail Glitters from GOSH, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to do a video, right here on Mum’s the Word! (For some inexplicable reason, I’ve decided not to film my forehead…it’s a perfectly normal forehead, I just didn’t angle the camera very well. Better luck next time!)   So, now for the good bit! I’ve …

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In the words of Bjork…

“Violently happy, I’m daring people to jump off roofs with me”. Wait. Wrong song. What I meant to say was: “It’s oh so quiet…” Although, to be fair, the jumping off roofs part might be more accurate. This week has been Sausage’s first week of full sessions at nursery, so she’s been out from 9am until we collect her at midday. And do you know what? I’m fucking miserable. I know I use the f-word …

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The Last Word.

Last year, not long after I started this blog, I wrote THIS post about how I collect straws. The basic premise of being a straw collector is that a person who collects straws goes about their day and if something negative happens, they store it up. Then the next minor thing happens and they store that up. They collect up all these ‘straws’ of anger, until they get to the final one and then they …

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Cancer is a C*nt.

I feel that I should preface this post by saying that there is a lot of bad language, a lot of emotion and a whole load of anger. If you’re sensitive or easily offended, don’t read it as I will not apologise for a single word of it. What do you say to a person who has been told they’re going to die? When a person is ill, even seriously ill, but there’s a glimmer …

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Pimpage

Don’t forget to enter this totally fab competition over at A Thrifty Mrs, where she’s giving away a tin of paint. Okay, maybe I didn’t make that sound as awesome as it really is. Just go over there and have a look, you won’t be disappointed. Go on. GO!

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Jackson Reece Review

Husband and I have always been pretty careful about what we use on Sausage’s skin as she’s quite a sensitive soul and her beautiful pale skin is often brought out in red rashes, just from brushing past the slightest thing. Even though she’s well out of nappies, we still have baby wipes around the house for wiping hands and faces, and of course now she’s toilet trained, moist toilet wipes are also a must to …

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