Spending lots of time on your phone as a parent seems like the total norm these days, and I certainly, being a Motherhood blogger and influencer am extremely guilty of that nearly all of the time to be honest! A new picture book for children, #BabyLove: My Toddler Life by Corine Dehghanpisheh explores the simple message that we should all try and encourage in our parenting lives; put down the phone. Corine has also been generous enough to offer one of my readers the chance to win a copy of this spanking new book in another Rock and Roses Mama Giveaway!
Do you find yourself in a slob like state when you have told yourself to have a ‘stress free day of doing nothing’ but then feel even more tired and lethargic? Do you feel like make stress is good for keeping yourself organised and on top of your game? So every week, as my regular readers will know, I post a *Musing* that I have been pondering at the time, and where at times they might touch upon issues that are affecting our country at the time or personal struggles that I am facing myself (Last weeks saw an amazing response so thank you so much if you had a read of ‘Learning to Open Up; Letting Down Barriers’), this week I am debating a issue that I think affects everyone at some point and definitely Mothers.
So as some of my more regular readers and Instagram followers may already be aware of… this little fam have been on a bit of an emotional rollercoaster recently. Yes from the outside and fleeting glimpses it may seem like our life has been at an all time high; Our Wedding Day was spectacular, we recently went on our Honeymoon and I have been remaining a strong Mama by seeing friends, finding time for myself and hoping to inspire empowerment in the Motherhood community. However behind the scenes we have been dealing with demons and although I have briefly touched upon how this has made me feel, I have not opened up about the cause of these feelings. Well ladies and gents… today is that day.
So as some of you may have seen in my post ‘Bloggy Bride Gets Married!’… I got married recently! Really?!?!? Surely not?!? So in true post Wedding style me and the husband are jetting off to our favourite place (well… we like all things Italian… I have been to Italy but the Mr hasn’t!) on Friday to leave the English nonsense behind for a week and bask in newlywed bliss.
After the atrocious events that have unfolded in recent weeks that have added greatly to my emotional strain, I have been thinking about all of the amazing and incredible things in my life I am utterly grateful for. We have been faced with some seriously distressing times recently, over the election, the terror attack in Manchester and the horrifying images we saw this morning from those should at Grenfell Tower in London, and it has made me so determined to cherish my family and little man as I struggle to deal with what the future holds.
After spending an afternoon wth my ‘very near to popping out a sprog’ friend, I realised that on reflection, society loves to inadvertently scare “Mothers to be’ with warnings and condescending comments about how terrible life will be for them after they give birth. This is definitely not right! I don’t think in all cases it is intentional and merely meant as innocent jibes. But these pokes of fun at a new Mother’s expense could really scare ‘Mothers to be’ and make them feel more overwhelmed that they actually need to be! We should be supporting them instead of poking fun surely?
So its been crossing my mind recently that I really should think about getting rid of my pram (the fact that it broke also pushed things along a little!) and I’m not going to lie the thought of going to without it is super scary… but Im trying step by step to ease my (and the little dudes) way into freeing him form the restraints of his pram and setting him free into the world. I find there are pros and cons to this…
I think this has to be my personal gripe at the moment; men calling Women, Girls. To that mater even women calling Women, Girls. I think it is in some case innocently done and probably no harm is intended to the receiver of such an insult to their femininity but if we can spread the message that it is in fact quite wrong and pretty abysmal behaviour in the 21st Century to still be calling grown Women, Girls the maybe it will come to an end. Note: I am aware that that I may receive a fair amount of backlash from this weeks Musing as I know a lot of people think this is a pointless issue… but bear with me on this one…
Firstly… I apologise for the lack of a weekly *Musing* last week… I just had no mojo for writing and didn’t feel like I had any thoughts to ponder with you! I have definitely decided that I have embarked on a slight love affair with exercise recently and thought I would share this with you in all of its joy bringing glory! I can honestly say that I totally agree with the experts when they say it can be a huge help to your mental wellbeing; we have had some tough times to get through recently and exercise has really helped!
I have been having a reflect over our wedding photographs (If you haven’t had a gander at them in all their glory yet, have a look at my most recent #bloggybrides post ‘Bloggy Bride gets married’) and I realised something that I had forgotten about since we opened up all of our amazing gifts and cards; we are loved. We were so overwhelmed by the kindness and happiness that everyone bestowed upon us! So today I am using my weekly musing to make it known that you really should never underestimate how much you truly mean to your friends and family.
As you may know if you follow my blog, I run Rock and Roses Mama alongside working part time in Retail Management; I know a lot of Mothers strive for this balance but believe me the struggles of a woking Mom are harsh… My ‘working Mother’ story is a little long winded so today I am sharing it with you in the hope that it will inspire other Mothers to share their story and provide clarity in the Mothering community.