I’ve always been interested in anything home made from food to crafts to fashion and so the idea of making my own beauty and cleaning products has always massively appealed to me, and no more so now that I have become a mama. I love the idea of making something from scratch, and knowing exactly what goes into it which makes the consumption of whatever that thing is all the more satisfying. Since having Jack, that part of me has been switched on even more and I’ve become hyper aware of what we create and what we consume. I’m definitely no purist but I want to do the best job I can at getting the right stuff in to this brand new body of his. The same applies for cosmetics. And even though I haven’t found the time to make my own baby wipes, I do find it hard to bring myself round to the fact that I use something to clean my babe’s bottom that removes tar from car wheels
So when I heard about a workshop all about making your own beauty products which happened to include some baby products, I knew I needed to be there. It was a brilliant few hours and I learnt not only about the rubbish that goes into many of our manufactured products that we see on the shelves – companies tend to use ingredients that are cheap and make products last a long time – but also how much of a laugh and easy making beauty products from scratch can be.
Once you have the ingredients, which despite being an initial lay out (best to buy in bulk on Amazon – this makes the whole process far cheaper than their natural “organic” – which we learnt are often not so “organic” – counterparts.) And just like cooking, you can make huge vats of the stuff and have a lot of fun experimenting. Lastly, the products also make amazing gifts…
What you will need:
35ml aloe vera gel – full of vitamin E 6 teaspoons
7ml witch hazel – 1 teaspoon – anti bacterial
3.5ml apricot kernel oil – makes also less telly – ½ tsp – great massage oil
10 drops tee tree essential oil – amazing anti viral, anti bacterial and anti fungal addition to skincare. Add to your creams but go easy, it’s strong stuff.
Add it all to a clean empty bottle and shake really well – and that’s it!
Everyone always talks about the importance of date night with your partner once you have a baby. And this is definitely true: there is something wonderful about cavorting around the streets, hand in hand, without a buggy or changing bag weighing you down.
However, the importance of getting out of the house, with your little one and as a family is, in my opinion, just as important. Not just because it eliminates the washing up and highchair scrubbing but also because it allows you to step outside the everyday and take a moment to enjoy being a family in public and to reconnect.
So even though date night with Jack doesn’t ever involve gazing into each others’ eyes over a flickering candle, it feeds our soul in other ways.
Megan and I got married to each other age 14 and have 11 children together. We have collapsed on the ground from laughing so much together. We have spent evenings putting the world to right. We do headstands together on the grass.
We leave each other long answer machine messages, knowing that the other one will likely never even listen to our ramblings but it just seems a great outlet to laugh or vent….to ourselves.
Megan’s support to me whilst having Jack has been immense…she listens to my frustrated ramblings whilst simultaneously seeming to offer lifting advice.
Some friends move in and out of each others’ lives, and I know that Meg and I will have flux within our friendship, but we afford the relationship such respect that we will never ebb too far from each other.
And this year Meg, my sea-loving best mate, is getting married. Words cannot explain how happy I am for her that she has found her one, so this is really just a post to express that, and to thank her for being such a rock in so many shapes and forms over the years.
I knew that I wanted to make Jack a cake for his first birthday, but having recently returned back to work I also knew that time was somewhat limited. I hunted high and low on the internet for an easy recipe that didn’t require me buying Lakeland out / dusting off my magimix / breaking the bank on special ingredients and finally stumbled across one. It’s genuinely super easy, and I promise you, anyone can make this. I am by no means a “baker” and let’s just say, this ain’t going to pass as shop bought. But I kinda like it that way. Hope you give it a go one day 🙂
What you will need:
250g self raising flour
25g cocoa powder
5 large eggs
2 tsps of vanilla essence
2 tsps of baking powder
Betty crocker chocolate icing
Better crocker vanilla icing
Pack of giant buttons
Pack of catherine wheels
Mix the butter and sugar together. Add the eggs, mix, then add the vanilla essence.
In a separate bowl, mix together the flour, cocoa powder, baking powder
Just seeing a VW campervan makes me come over all funny. To me, they conjure up wind-blowing-through-your-hair freedom and open ended adventure. They take me to a place away from petty disputes over whose turn it is to empty the dishwasher and instead transport me to a world where washing machines exist only in vibrant new cities or they are the breeze on a beachfront where you sit and wait on the sand for hours only to let one pair of socks dry for the next day.
I find myself day dreaming about packing up and setting off with Sam and Jack on one long road trip adventure where the resting place is unknown. Routine is my anathema; spontaneity is my life force. I get adrenaline rushes every time there is a new happy twist to the story; whether that’s something as stoopid as the bus terminating at an unexpected place and having to work out a new route home, or being gifted an extra night for free in our cabin in the woods in Austin because we made a mistake with our booking, I was 13 weeks pregnant and our Air b n b hosts were awesome.
We once hired a campervan when I was 30 weeks pregnant. We drove to Kent and spent three of the wettest, most miserable nights cooped up in the van. We ate pasta out of the saucepan, trudged to the campsite toilets in our pyjamas and wellies and used a hand towel as a doormat … but we also had three hilarious, romantic and totally random nights.
So why don’t we do it? Why don’t I just suggest to my hubby that we pack up and head off ? OK, why do I suggest it but don’t have the guts to go through with it?
The answer for me, I’ve come to realise, through the sleepless nights, Jack falling poorly, work becoming stressful, lonely mornings spent just wanting someone to have a cup of tea with, having little idea how to wean a child, inevitable bickers with my husband due to aforementioned tiredness, DOT DOT DOT, is the support. Support when you have a baby is the most precious thing in the world. (which is also why I am so disappointed that the Government are doing this.) Not new clothes for your baby, not another toy, but time, an ear and a kettle. Really instead of a campervan, I should have a big photo of my family, particularly my mum and Sam’s mum. It’s easy to take it for granted but someone to really look out for you and your other half and genuinely care when you have a baby is insanely wonderful and I feel extremely blessed to have it. Due to the fact that I only really have one close friend who has a baby, my family really became my friends and my main support network. So even though packing up and heading off is a pipe dream, I know there are a good few special things right here on my doorstep worth sticking around for. (quite literally on my doorstep as my mum lives across the road) Who is the one person you couldn’t have been without when you started out a a mum?
Jack enjoying one of his afternoon’s with his grandma.