Woo hoo – it’s been a year since I pressed publish on my Brazen Mummy blog.
And what a year!
Whilst I still essentially blog for fun, I’ve had the best of times flexing my writing muscles and sharing my words with the world.
If you follow my blog you may recall my main writing project is working on getting my romcom novels published. Ooh, I do hope to have more news for you on that very soon…
And that kind of explains where I’ve been for the last couple of months – working on my new author website. You can have a sneaky peek here, and you’re all invited to follow my journey over there too.
I’ll be sharing lots of tips and tricks for writers on mindset, productivity and getting noticed, as well as book reviews and other fun.
In factif you sign up, you will receive my free top productivity tips to help you get more stuff done. And it’s actually a pretty cute doc – I made it myself!
Anyway, jibber-jabber. To commemorate one year of blogginess (not a word. Definitely should be) I dug out this quirky diary I kept when I was setting up my Brazen Mummy blog, one year ago.
I meant to publish it at the time, but then I posted the one about how the first week of bloggingwas as crazy as the first week of motherhood, and this beauty kind of got side-lined.
But this made me laugh when I found it recently, so I thought it was time for it to shine. If you’ve ever set up a blog or done anything similarly brain frazzling, let me know if you can relate… Continue reading “Brazen Mummy Turns One”
I hit forty this month. Did I mention?! And now I’m here, forty feels like the autumn of my life.
Stay with me here, mummas. Sounds a bit weird, but I know you’ve come to expect that. Weird is my happy place, after all!
It’s kind of mathematical. I’ve always thought of life as being divided into seasons. If I’m lucky enough to make it to eighty, then my four seasons would be four little chunks of twenty.
I’ve done spring – those first twenty years when life is budding and you bounce around like an excited lamb, learning all the things. Spring was cute, but trust me, life gets cuter.
The second twenty years were my summer, in full glorious bloom. OK, so most days I was distinctly nothing like a rose garden – but you catch my drift. There was magic in the air and flowers in my hair. (I know – that rhyme was terrible!)
Here’s the Autumn of My Life
And now comes autumn, which quite honestly has always been my favourite. I was born in the autumn, so I think that makes a difference. Do you favour your birthday season?
Anyway it’s the time of year for bonfires, fireworks, pumpkins, Halloween. Rustling through crunchy leaves, sitting by crackling fires, snuggling up with a blanket and marshmallow-y hot chocolate.
Fresh autumn walks when it’s cold enough to bundle up in a scarf but not so cold your fingers feel frosty. And the colours – even a grey day can never be grey. The trees are alive with the fire of orange leaves which fall around you like bright confetti.
So last month I got all bookish and received a free advance copy of Make It Up To You by Lucy Keeling, in return for my honest review. And you know I’m always brazen! Want to know the lowdown…?
Make It Up To You – Woo Hoo!
Ooh, so I’ve been itching to read this beauty for a LONG TIME! If you’re in my Facebook group Chick Lit and Prosecco, you’ll already know that the author Lucy Keeling is one of our liveliest members. She’s sassy, friendly, funny…and we’ve all been dying for her debut novel Make It Up To You to hit our virtual shelves.
(If you’re not yet in the Chick Lit and Prosecco group – hop on over! The party is waiting for you, and you get to bask in the gorgeous glow of authors like Lucy. Some of their magic is bound to rub off…right?!)
Anyway, ladies. The wait is over. Make It Up To You is here, in all its glossy, shimmering glory. Now let me tell you more…
The brazen alternative to sleep training is…well, no sleep training. (Ooh, and a few extra hot tips which I’ll share with you at the end.)
OK, so maybe it doesn’t sound all that crazy. But bear with me, because I wish I’d known this.
I’m here to tell you that if you decide not to ‘sleep train’ your baby, if you shun the books and theories and just kind of see what happens…
If you go with the flow, let nature take its course, help your child get to sleep any which way you can rather than following some stinky set of ‘rules’…
It will probably be OK.
And that’s the bit the books, courses and even sleep helplines don’t tell you. Because they don’t want you to know it will be alright. Otherwise who will buy their books, their courses and fund their pesky helplines? Err, well nobody, I guess.