Am I having an early mid-life crisis? Or does absence in fact, give you the opportunity to view things in a new light?

I am talking work ladies and gentlemen, or careers if you like.

You’ll see from this post here that I have never been particularly ambitious… Simply happy to do the job to the best of my ability and enjoy my wages at the end of each month!

Since leaving work to have Miss E two and a half years ago I have thought often about what I will do when I return to permanent work, and the more recently I have thought about it, the more reluctance I have to return to the industry I know and (used) to love; Marketing.

I don’t know if it’s my age, the introduction of my very own small person to the world, the fact that I have been away from work and now see things in a new light (or perhaps a new perspective) or a combination of all these things … But I feel I need to change direction in my life, do something that has more meaning, makes a difference (and not just to P&L).

The problem is, in which direction do I go?!

I have never known what I wanted to do work wise, I fell into marketing and enjoyed it so stayed. I envy those people who know what they want to do, get there and love it, I feel a bit like a hobo of the professional world, wondering aimlessly just chasing the next meal!

Where do we go as 30 something’s for careers advice?

Will us professional hobos ever know what we want to do?

Am I brave enough to venture into a daunting new world, to potentially embark on education again and study for qualifications that will open up a whole set of new doors, at this stage of my life?

Am I crazy for even thinking I can change direction?

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My feet are not the prettiest believe me, so this glorious weather fills me with a small amount of dread in terms of exposing the trotters.

In my pre-motherhood life, my ugly hard coated hobbit feet would take a trip into the beauty therapist during lunch hour, and 20 minutes {and £30} later, would emerge beautifully soft, smooth, shiny toed tootsies! However, as a stay at home mum, money for such luxuries is now not so accessible.

As we finally welcomed summer into our grey and miserable skies, I decided it was time to take action! So… having bought in to Scholl’s recent TV ad campaign {I should know better as an experienced marketer, tut tut} off I trot to old faithful Boots the chemist to acquire myself a shiny new Scholl Express Pedi

I have to say, the 90% of 125 Cosmo readers surveyed were absolutely spot on, this handheld battery powered foot sander {Scholl should get me on board for their next campaign, I have such a way with words} was in fact, pretty darn amazing. A few minutes of buffing and one could be forgiven for thinking I had in fact ‘just stepped out of a salon’ {hang on, wasn’t that Loreal… Or was it Pantene? Anyway}

However my lovely readers, both of you… Take note. The Scholl Express Pedi should come with a warning.

Silky smooth, freshly express pedi’d bare feet do not behave as well on carpeted stairs so beware, descend at an appropriate pace or you may well end up on your arse

*rubs butt cheek whilst looking sorry for herself*

Miss E *points to pop bottle * – you see that, one day that will have wings and it will go ‘weeeeeeeeeeeeeee’ when it flies in the sky

Me – eeeerm, ok then?!

Perhaps all this sun has gone to her head!

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Silent Sunday

Pappy D ‘look at the size of that lolly, it’s nearly as big as her head!’

Miss E ‘my head’s not big, just the lolly is big’

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Silent Sunday

Long story short, we moved into this house in April 2012 and had so much renovation work to do that we only managed to get around to decorating Miss E’s bedroom in the last few weeks.

As she turned two at the end of January this year, and has been out of nappies since the end of last year, we thought what better time to make the transition from cot to big girl bed than when she has a newly decorated big girl bedroom to move into.

When thinking about how to decorate her new room, I wanted something that wasn’t too babyish but also not too grown up… Something she could live in and enjoy for a few years. I wanted it to be bright & cheerful, super pretty and hopefully a little bit magical. Miss E loves the outdoors and nature so I wanted to try and recreate some of this in her special space.

I saw the most amazing wallpaper a while ago, designed by Quentin Blake for Osborne & Little… and have had it stored in my ‘for later’ bank ever since. Because the pattern is so bold, to paper just one wall was perfect {didn’t want to traumatise the poor girl by inducing trippy nightmares}.

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For the other walls I settled on Dulux Blue Reflection {an endurance paint that is washable… hopefully we won’t need to put this to the test, although I’m sure at some point we most probably will!} and on the largest wall, painted Silver Birches in undercoat for a matt finish.

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To pick out the colours from the wallpaper, I bought a bright pink light shade from Ikea, and a set of three honeycomb paper balls from Papermash.

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We had the purple curtains already, so to tie them in with the new scheme, I simply added the bright pink bands across the bottom. The Mr knocked out the hideous built in wardrobes and {along with chippy mate} built in some new mirrored sliding wardrobe doors and recessed shelving so I also painted the inside of the four recess shelves in each of the four accent colours.

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For finishing touches, I used bits of the wallpaper off cuts to make some bunting to hang over the mirrored wardrobe and my incredibly talented and creative sister-in-law made Miss E some beautiful paper bird boxes.

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The little bit of magic, was injected via the fairy door. A dolls house door, glossed and personalised with house number and tiny door knob!

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I have spent hours in the woods looking for fairy doors with my amazing little girl… What could be more magical than her very own portal to fairyland. But remember Lil Miss, the fairies only come out when you’re sleeping… and they sprinkle their fairy dust all around you and your big girl bed to make sure all your dreams are the sweetest they can be.

Little Miss E has been on pretty good form this week so though I’d share a few of the good ones with you on this weeks Wot So Funee linky uppy with the very funny Actually Mummy and some other lovely ladies,
go have a look. Go on… you know you want to.

Wot So Funee?

Miss E ‘Mummy, do you like butterflies?’
Me ‘I love butterflies, they’re beautiful…do you like butterflies?’
Miss E ‘I love *looks thoughtful* Trees… And… Bins… And… Pavements… And… And… And… And… Daddy… And Fred… And Mummy… And bins, and trees and butterflies… And discos

Miss E *sings* Humpy dumpy sat on a wall
Humpy dumpy had a great fall
All the kings… Men and kings horses
The kings men…
Put Humpty’s leg on his head

*Miss E wants to play skittles with mummy and nanny, runs off to grab the bag, runs back in and says*
‘come on girls, I’m getting em out!’

What started as a wholesome family activity one sunny Saturday afternoon* with an enthusiastically proposed¬†‘Let’s make some jam tarts!’

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Turned into something rather less ‘enjoyable hour of family fun’ and more ‘gigantic sticky pain in the ass’.

Being an overdramatic, pre-menstrual witch on said sunny Saturday** probably didn’t stand me in good stead; when after carefully guiding Miss E’s gloriously chubby digits, and the spoonfuls of delightfully sugery fruit preserve*** into the precisely rolled and lovingly cut cases of pastry; mummy managed to fling the entire tray full onto the kitchen floor, just inches away from their preheated destiny.

Despite the red mist, photographic evidence was of course required, so photo moment there was.

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Days later when Miss E pipes up ‘What mummy do?’

I looked at her with a furrowed brow ‘when sweetheart, what do you mean?’

‘On the kitchen floor’ she replies

‘Oh’ said mummy ‘mummy dropped the jam tarts on the floor didn’t I!’

Cue Miss E’s confused face ‘no, after that’

‘I don’t know what you mean darling’

‘Why you take a picture?’

Mummy laughs ‘Oh! Because it was funny****’

Miss E’s wise response … ‘Thats just weird’ {toddles off confounded}

*an hours worth of something, anything, to distract the tiring two year old from her 3pm breakdown
**said with a big cheesy smile and a glint in my eye
***after she’d tried to shove her fingers in and scoop handfuls of the irresistable sticky stuff to thrust into her tiny chops at the speed of light
****for three seconds

Eeek, this is my first linky uppy with a blog hopping type thing a majig… Fingers crossed it works.

Right, I’m off to check out this weeks other funee’s, you coming?!

Wot So Funee?

Picture, if you will… a heartwarming, an endearing scene… Mother and daughter, lay on the bed chattering away, laughing and smiling, simply whiling away the time.

*suddenly, excitement turns to kicking from the small one*

Me: “please don’t kick mummy sweetheart, it hurts”

*she kicks again*

Me: “Miss E, mummy has asked you not to kick me because it hurts, if you do it again I will sit you in the naughty corner”

*she kicks again*

*off we go to the naughty corner*

Me: “mummy asked you twice not to kick and you carried on so you can sit here for two minutes and think about what you did”

Miss E: “ok mummy”

*two minutes of silence pass*

Me: “mummy sat you in the naughty corner because you carried on kicking after I asked you to stop. Do you have something to say to me?”

Miss E: “sorry mummy”

*gives me a kiss and a cuddle*

*after chattering to her teddies for a moment she toddles of and sits back in the naughty corner*

Me: “what are you doing sweetheart?”

Miss E: “sit naughty corner, kicking mummy”

Me: “but you have said sorry now so you don’t need to sit there any more”

*toddles over, kicks me, then runs back and sits the naughty corner*

Feckin Super Nanny

Me Naughty