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My Mummy (and one Daddy) tag!

I was tagged by the brilliant Me Becoming Mum to take part in the ‘Mummy Tag’.  This is a post where you can find out more about me... NICU MUM.
Are you a working mom or a stay at home mom?
I work part time as a supervisor for a care hire company, and am at home for the rest of the week with Elijah. I do two, two day weeks, and two, three days weeks. I am also a full time blogger and have recently opened the NICU MUM online store!

Would you have it any other way?
No. I need some time to go off and be an adult. I love Elijah unconditionally but I also need my own life. It makes me a better mother.
Do you co-sleep?
Yes, we did until Elijah was about a year old. Even now and again, he will come on our bed early in the morning. It doesn't bother me too much. As long as we all get sleep. I liked sleeping with him before and just after his op and I could keep a close eye on him.

 What is your must have item for your child / baby?
C Beebies! Dummy! Without a doubt!

How many kids do you plan on having?
2, then when they are older we hope to adopt. I would love to be a foster parent as well.

Date night: How often do you have them?
Once a month if that. Greg works as a kitchen manager and works really long hours! Our date night is normally watching a film on the sofa!
What is your child’s favourite show?
Peppa Pig! That bloody pig! I have seen them all about a gazillion times.
Name one thing you brought before you had a baby and never ended up using?
Bottle warmer. Never used it once. I think we gave it away?! Nothing a good ol' plastic jug could do!

What is your child’s favourite food?
Cheese! He is obsessed with cheese! In any form. I blame my love of mac and cheese, I ate a ton when I was pregnant.
How many cars does your family have?
0. Greg is currently learning to drive and I will follow after.
Talk about your weight gain, before pregnancy, during pregnancy, after pregnancy and now.
I was a 10-12 before I was pregnant, a 12-14 when pregnant and now a size 8-10. Having an underactive thyroid can  affect my weight.

What is your dream holiday with your kids?
What is your dream holiday without the kids?
I would love to go back to the Dominican Republic, we had an amazing holiday there a few months before Elijah was conceived.

How has your life changed since having kids?
Its been hard with Elijah being in NICU, and having his op. I have struggled with mental illness and eating disorders. I have suffered with PTSD. I wouldn't change it for the world though it has made me who I am today.

Finish this sentence, ”My heart melts when…”
Elijah grabs my hand and snuggles into me when we are watching TV. Or when he just wants a kiss, for no reason. When he tells me he loves me.

Where do you shop for your kids?
Primark, Morrisons, Peacocks and we are super lucky that Elijah's godfather works in NEXT!

What is your favourite makeup and skincare product?
I cannot live without bb cream, and foundation. I suffered with acne and still occasionally do so it is a must! I am not fussy any will do!

Huggies or Pampers?
Have you always wanted kids?
It was after we got engaged, and had lived together for a while that I did. I am naturally fairly maternal but this has increased ten fold since I had Elijah.

What is the best part of being a mom?
To love someone else so much it feels like your heart will burst. But, also no matter how hard a day you have had, what ever they have put you through it takes one little thing and everything is forgotten.

I would love to learn more about some amazing Mamas and one Papa so I am tagging;

Rod- Moderndad pages,
Nina- Mummy and Nina
Jenny- Mamazou
Ally- Life with my little Duck

Thank you so much for the tag ;


  1. I'm so glad I tagged you, it's great to read all about you!


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