Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Guess who's back... Again

Hello lovelies

So basically I stopped blogging for a while. Why I hear my avid readers ask? (Cue tumble weed... Is that the right cue spelling?) Because my darlings real life got the better of me. Scott is back at work full time, I have a toddler now... Yes he walks and everything, I have a flat to maintain whilst also trying to keep myself maintained! So basically I had to decide what wasn't as important to look after and obviously my blog was not a priority so I said bye bye to it for a while. 

But I am back! For now at least. I'm not going to back promises of how often I'm going to post I'm just going to post when I can and about what ever I want to or whatever is going on at the time. So it's now more of an as and when blog. It'll still entail the same sort of stuff eg baby, life, food, games, reading and beauty. Though probably a lot of baby stuff as he's still (of course) the centre of my world though I will try to add in other bits.

So for now this is just my "Helloooooo" post and will be back to my merry old blogging ways! I hope you enjoy and carry on enjoying what I post. 

Until I post again why not go back and read some of my old posts and maybe let me know if there is anything you'd like e to ramble about! I'm sure I can pretty much talk about anything. 

Take it easy

Ellie x

Friday, 20 February 2015

What I've been up to! this week.

Hello lovely people.
Another, sort of, diary entry. Yes. I'm sorry.


Well the past week has been a bit of a slow one. I've had a image breakdown, a paranoid episode, laughed until I cried and went to see 'Fifty shades of grey'. What a week!


I'll start with my paranoid episode. I sometimes get these weird moments where I feel I'm being watched or some ones going to hurt me or my family. They come in little spikes every so often. They are horrible.
I had one at the start of the week and nearly deleted my blog because of it. I always think the worst. I hate being in cars and buses are even worse now, I always go through every horrible situation of what could happen when I'm in a car or on a bus. I'm pretty good at keeping it to myself but it makes me feel very odd that I have these thoughts.
I've come to terms with it but every so often its awful. I suddenly think some ones stalking me so delete everything, privatise what I can and freak out (in my mind). Outside it just looks like I'm playing on my phone. Then after I've done all this. I calm down. Regroup. Realise its ridiculous and carry on with my day. So that was a fun 10 minute start to my week!


My image breakdown. My weight more importantly. Now my mum has an illness I wont say what as she may not want me too. But its affecting her and the doctors told her to loose weight and she bloody did it. She went above and beyond. She looks bloody amazing! My sister even put up a before and after picture and I have never felt so proud.
Then I felt like crying. I am the fat one. Its not me having a go at my mum at all. But it gave me a sharp shock. I barely take pictures of my full body because I hate it. I don't wear certain things because I know I'll look gross. I also have the super power of making everyone think I was ok with my weight. I got defensive if anyone brought it up.
So I feel I had a breakthrough. I'm going to do it this time. Not just for me but for Jack and Scott. For my sisters wedding in 2 years time. I refuse to be the fat one anymore. The unhealthy one. I'm not going on some fad diet that won't last. I'm going to change the way I eat entirely. I'm going to walk everyday. I am going to do this!


Onto 'Fifty Shades of Grey'. I like the books and I don't care if you roll your eyes at this next bit as everyone does. But I usually skip most of the sex bits. Not because I'm a prude or whatever. Because its boring. It was over used. I really did like the story behind it all.
Ana and Christian, Ana's relationships with all the characters, the books from her point of view.
The movie was not. The relationships didn't have their passion. The relationship between Christian and Ana wasn't even as passionate or intense as I thought it was going to be. She had witty moments and some parts I smiled and grinned at. But most of it felt very clinical. Christian didn't even have copper coloured hair! What's that about.
 I liked it from Ana's perspective in the book, I liked her little internal arguments. No one looked how I thought they would. Really feel they should have said at the beginning, 'very loosely based on fifty shades of grey... There's sex'.
I will say the 'playroom' is exactly how I imagined it! I was so impressed and Escara was amazing. But things were changed, things were added. I understand they have to change things to fit it in to a movie form but they really could have done better. That's my opinion anyway.


So there you have it. A few things that have happened this week. Wish me luck with my healthy living weight loss!


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Monday, 16 February 2015

Before and After!

Hello Ducks!!

First of all I would like to apologise for not posting in a few days, I have been so busy and my laptop had a fit and it seems to be ok at the moment but we'll see out it goes! So yeah sorry about the disappearance!

Well I have been meaning to do a before and after for quite a while now but its difficult to find the time (and motivation) to put lots of makeup on. But I have finally done it :)
Now I think I've said before I'm no expert in the make up field and I don't wear foundation or anything like that, I usually just stick to eyes and every so often may put something on my lips, but thats still rare. After having Jack I didn't wear makeup at all for a while, then starting put mascara on and then eyeliner and such. SO! since no one sees me in foundation I thought I would do a before and after, with 2 afters. One wear I use a brush to do my foundation and one where I don't. Mostly for me to see the difference a brush can make as well as you lovely lot! Variety right?

To begin with I will just list the products I am using, now I will say now I didn't spend a lot of money on the foundation as I wouldn't be using it a lot (if ever again after this) unless I liked the results, but then I could be fighting a loosing battle as a better foundation could give a better finish then the cheap stuff. So this is sort of a review as well as a before and after.

Products used:

  • Rimmel London Fix & Perfect Pro Primer
  • Boots Natural Collection ShineAway Foundation - Porcelain
  • Boots Natural Collection CoverUp Cream - Fair
  • Boots Natural Collection Pressed Powder - Cool
  • Boots Natural Collection Suntint Bronzing Powder - Sun Shine
  • Boots Natural Collection Blushed Cheeks - Rosey Glow
  • MUA (MakeUp Academy) Eyeshadow Palette -Romantic Efflorescense
  • MUA (MakeUp Academy) Eyeshadow Palette - Heaven & Earth
  • Gosh Kohl/Eyeliner - Black
  • Rimmel London Exaggerate Eye Liner - Black
  • Scandaleyes - Black (For the first After Pictures)
  • Maybelline New York Lash Sensational - Black (In second after pictures)
  • Nivea Fruity Shine Lip Salve - Watermelon
  • Rimmel London Apolalips - Nude Eclipse (In the second after pictures)
Brushes Used:
  • Barry M Concealer brush
  • Super Drug Foundation Brush
  • Super Drug Power Brush
  • Super Drug Contouring Brush
  • Gosh Blending Brush (In Second After Pictures)
  • Barry M Eyeshadow Brush
  • Super Drug Eyelash Curler


Before: Fresh faced and ready to go




First After Pictures using a brush to do foundation




Second After Pictures Without using a foundation brush.




There it is then, my before and 2 afters. 
My review on the Boots Natural collection is this. I don't like it. The foundation is very dry, I tried adding some moisturiser to it to see if it improved it at all but it didn't really make much of a difference. It caked very easily and clustered around my nose and eyes, even the concealer did. I think for a first time person wanting to try foundation/concealer it just isn't worth it. Even at £1.99 each you might as well just save your money and get a decent one, Ask around instead. 

The powder didn't help it at all but it may be different with another foundation. The bronzer wasn't too bad especially if you are going for a more natural look and I like the blush. But all in all steer clear of it. With a brush you could see the brush strokes and when using my hands it caked almost instantly. So I think, unfortunately, I'll be throwing the foundation and concealer away completely. 

I may try MUA foundation and concealer as I really like their eyeshadows. Think they are really well made and a lovely variety of colours at an affordable price. Obviously if I had the money I probably would have bought a more expensive one but as my funds are short I went for the MUA and I'm not disappointed at all. Really love it and at £4 per palette you can't really go wrong!

So I hope you like my before and after post (Sorry again its late) and look out for more in the future and I will be doing a proper review soon on MUA (MakeUp Academy). Hopefully if I have some spare funds soon I'll be able to try their foundation! 

What foundation/concealer etc would you recommend and any comments on my actual make up would be appreciated. I really am just experimenting with it all again and trying to find something that compliments me... but isn't difficult to do!

Thanks beauts

Take it Easy!

Ellie x


Thursday, 5 February 2015

Can I touch your bump?

So all you ladies who are trying to conceive/ pregnant/ just given birth (and to those who have said these things and know all to well!). Here are a short list of things you won't want to hear/ will have heard and suddenly fully understand the meaning of. I heard all these things during pregnancy and just after birth. I will list the most said but if you have any others don't be afraid to comment below! I'm sure I heard them as well!


Say goodbye to sleep!
Oh yes! This one also comes in the form of "You sleep so much now! You won't have that luxury once little one is here" and don't reply with "I know" especially of they're stood with another mum, because you will most certainly get the shared look between them of utter smugness and the weird mum twin look of sympathy "No you really don't, you idiot, you have no idea at all". Its true, you won't. No I'm serious. But "You know" of course you do, you don't know the full extent of no sleep (beautiful sleep), but you understand that there won't be as much. I mean I didn't realise I would fall asleep half way through a feed (whoops naughty me) at 1:30am (soooo tired) and wake up in exactly the same position (boob out as well) but your husband has put the baby back in the crib but hasn't woken you to tell you and you have a mini heart attack thinking you've lost the baby and oh god your boob is still out and in your lack of sleep state you wonder how the baby managed to hoist himself back into the crib because your mind doesn't work so it doesn't assume your husband did it. No. Magic baby. Yes. That's more reasonable. Definitely.


Do you want a girl or boy?
Errrrmmm do I get a choice then? Is there a button I missed and past a certain point its too late and its just luck of the draw? I'm hoping for a human baby... That's a good place to start. Some people know what they would like gender wise. But I think, why do that? Why think "ooohh I really want a girl!" And then its a boy? Are you disappointed? I expect a part of you might be but it really shouldn't be. It should just be... Yay baby!


You look like you're going to burst/pop!
Thanks. That is just what I want to hear. I also got "Are you sure its just one" ... Yes I'm pretty certain I don't have a ninja baby hiding in there in the shadows of my womb. I could be wrong. Ninja baby might be there and he's about to burst. So stand back cause he'll probably kill you first. I'm not a balloon. I'm carry a load of fluid and making a baby! Try making a shelf in a toilet cubicle and let me know how it goes. Room is needed, especially if you're creating a legend (Jacks a Legend... He told me to write that).


You look tired (20 weeks+ in my case)
Do I? How weird because I've been sleeping really .. Really well. My alien hasn't been kicking my ribs and sticking his hands and feet in really awkward and uncomfortable places.. Nooo. My alien hasn't be using my bladder as a cushion. Nope. My bad back hasn't been keeping me up and my leg cramp has been really helpful at lully me into a deep sleep.
Nope. Not tired. At. All.


Have you started nesting yet?
Now for those of you don't know, nesting is when at some point during your pregnancy you have the sudden urge to clean your dwelling. Constantly. You clean out the cupboard, the toilet seat could be used for meals and your curtains have been washed, dried, hoovered and spray.. Several times. You will probably clean your flat/house/ dwelling more times in the few months that your pregnant more so then you will have cleaned anything in your life time. You may (as I did) buy different bleach's just to see which one leaves your toilet looking the cleanest... And you will be able to tell the difference. Give into the OCD or it could get ugly. Not your dwelling though... It'll look beautiful and clean... Is that some dust? (cleans for dear life).


Can I touch your bump?
I'm sure you've all heard this? Yes? No of course you haven't because people don't ask. You got pregnant! That means these people automatically assume they can touch your tummy whenever and however many times they wish. No asking nooo that would be pointless because why would you say no! Why on earth would you stop people from touching your stomach. Ask me. Just ask. I will tell you no. I don't feel comfortable with you touching my stomach. I didn't get pregnant to get touched up by random citizens. Go away.
Note: If you got to touch my bump and I didn't immediately recoil in horror or disgust then I didn't mind but ask in future and those who did ask and got to touch. Feel privileged.


Are you going to breastfeed or formula feed?
I'm going to give my child to a Sontaran they're awesome and can genetically modify their breast/ man boobs to create the perfect milk for my child. I'm joking (whimpers). I decided quite early on that I was going to breastfeed my baby. Its the best possible start for your child and its soooo natural and easy because it's soooo natural and it'll create such a bond, blah blah blah. All these things are true plus (bonus) I am lucky enough that after the first day Jack took to breastfeeding really well... So well in fact he never wanted to be any where else. There first 9 weeks it felt like he was constantly attached to my breast. Having people round (unless a woman) was an inconvenience because I have to whip my boob out constantly to feed this ever hungry baby! Here's a news flash. Breastfeeding is natural but it can be bloody hard work. Like I said the first 9 weeks he was attached, he fed every hour on the hour for half an hour. All day. All night. It got easier after that... Until every single growth spurt and wonder week and teething.. Oh god teething. But he is nearly 11 months and I am very lucky to be able to still breastfeed him at this point. There are times when I wanted to switch to formula... Its easier right? Don't be so stupid of course its not! Instead of just putting your boob in the baby's mouth, you have to make up a bottle with powder and boiled water, then let it cool down, then shake it, then let it settle so no bubbles, then you have to clean and sterilise it, really well! Really really well! Each form of feeding your baby has its difficulties. Allergies, brands, tongue tie, expressing milk, different teats, different bottles ... Its on going and the judging! Jesus, you're made to feel awful for how you feed your child! Its not natural, its selfish its this its that blah blah blah!!!
Stop feeling guilty, if you breastfeed great! If you formula feed awesome! Is your baby having some sort of milk? Then you are not failing! You're doing amazing!


What are you craving?
Now to begin with I craved whatever I could smell. Burger, Chinese, sausages, chicken sandwich, roast dinner. If I could smell it I wanted it! That died down after the first few weeks. Then I just went off food. I missed food so sort of craved it like bacon and brie (yummy brie) or dippy eggs. But it wasn't a food I craved. It was bubbles. I wanted bubble baths constantly. I washed my hands constantly. I loved the feeling of bubbled on my hands. I got so excited at the thought of loads of bubbles in my baths! That and ice. I loved crunching ice, I went through a bag of ice every day or so. I'd sit in bed just crunching ice. I still do like it but we don't buy the massive bags anymore. There was only one brand I liked as well. From the coop.. Anything else tasted funny! Weird.


Can you bring a urine sample?
Remember them giving you that urine pot and peeing in it? Them testing for protein ? Them emptying it, rinsing it out? Giving it back to you to use again? Yeaaaah. I didn't like it. Every few weeks having to dig it out, pee in it, walk to the doctors surgery, sit in the waiting room... With a pot of my urine in my bag. I'd always wrap tissue round it and put it in another bag... Just incase. It was still warm. Ew. Having to stop and talk to some one on the way... Knowing it was there.. Swishing away in my bag. Yeah. Say good bye to your dignity during pregnancy. And after. Just. Bury it.


Sleep When baby sleeps.
Wait? What happened to the you won't get any sleep? Now you're telling me to nap when baby naps, sleep when baby sleeps. Are you kidding? Like I could anyway? Didn't you know last night I fell asleep whilst feeding and he flew into his crib? I have to keep an eye on this baby. I have to watch his every move. Whilst doing this I need to clean. Cause he could catch something in the big scary world. Should he sleep in his bouncer, everything says no but he's asleep for gods sake! Washing up needs doing. Is he still breathing? Oh thank goodness yes he is, I'll just watch him breath a minute. Just incase. Oh he coughed in his sleep! If I had been asleep I would have missed that cough! Thank goodness I haven't slept for more then 2 hours. Think of all the milestones I might of missed! *falls asleep on toilet* ahhh where Jack (still in same place) ah.. Yes good. No more flying. Great. Jeeez this is terrifying.
This was my brain every minute for the first 2 weeks after Jack was born. I got very bad anxiety and was terrified if I slept he would die. Because during pregnancy I was constantly told about SIDS. I thought right I know how to make sure this doesn't happen, at night. No one told me about during the day. I literally sat and stared at him. I didn't even realise why I was feeling so anxious until I said it out loud. Then I felt better. As soon as I said my fear out loud. I was still scared but I knew why and what I had to do. I still didn't sleep when he did not until we co-slept (my choice go away) and you know what? He started sleeping better as well as me. Haven't looked back.

You're just going to have to let him cry.
No I'm not, if he cries I'm going to pick him up and give him a cuddle. This is my way of doing things, you don't have to, if 'Crying it out' or 'Controlled crying' works for you then absolutely, go for it. But I just couldn't do it. Everything inside me wanted to grab my baby and cuddle him when he cried and they say to listen to your instincts. So I did. "You're making yourself more work in the future." I'm sure I am. I've just had a baby. I signed up for this and I will do it my way. If I want to be the one to console him I will be. Don't try and take him off me and say "He's getting too attached to mummy". Good I'm glad he knows I am here for him when he needs me. I'm glad he knows if he cries then his mummy is going to be there for him, even if he is only crying so I'll pick him up, he obviously wants a cuddle. I would hate it if I was crying and no one would console me, so why should I leave my baby thinking I'm not going to be there? "He'll manipulate you" OOOOOHHH of course, I forgot I'd given birth to a mini satan, how silly of me, best put him in prison cause hes so dangerous. But like I said, these are just my views. I represent myself.

Well there you have it, that is only a percentage of the question you will get and will even dish out once you have had a baby. Nothing stops you. You're a mum now, you're curious about other mums. You don't want to be asked anything, you want to ask all (and offer your newly acquired pearls of wisdom to these soon to be mums. Tell them how scary it is... They won't believe you!)

Just remember most of these people do have the best intentions and are speaking from their own personal experience. Don't feel too angry... or if you do.. hide it. Better then that. Good girl.

Take it easy.

Ellie x












Thursday, 29 January 2015

Whoops its thursday!

Hello! Sorry.. Nearly forgot I had said I'd do a new post on Tuesdays (this weeks was late) and Thursdays (just in time) and either Saturday/ Sunday or both! (depending on my mood).

Well today and yesterday... And the day before... I've been updating my blog design and by gum its been really hard! I wanted it to show you all who I am ... And I am in a few short words a geek or a nerd..I don't really like "labels" but I am one of them. I don't actually know which one is which. I know ones about the obsession and ones about being smart in one or another. But I could be wrong there as well. I really should have looked it up before doing this. I suppose I still could but I'm easily distracted and next thing you know I'm on pinterest looking at kittens in costumes.

Where was I? *read back* oh yeah. Design.

Now a few years a go if I had done this, I would be a pro. I would be able to design and code my blog and make it look pretty but nowadays I can't remember anything apart from < b > makes it bold and < / b > stops it being bold. I actually did a year of studying I.T. But that was 7 years ago.

So google came into play, for as much as I would love to pay some one to design it all for me and make it all nerdy/geeky. I have nappies and bills to pay. Yay. Responsibilities. Woo. I don't mind the nappies but who said bills were allowed in the mix?
Anyway so I basically googled "How to make a banner for blogger" "How to customise social media buttons and make them work?" And you know what. Google answered my silent prayers and there was a mound of information out there on all topics of blogs. So I set to work. I'm not too happy with my blog banner (it shows some of my loves but there's something missing beauty wise... Its boring).

BUUUUUUT.. saying that. I love my social media buttons. They are my 4 favourite doctors (I love the older ones but they're not available on Netflix and I can't afford the DVDs at this time so modern 2005 onwards doctors it is) 9/10/11/12 Eccleston, Tennant, Smith. And Capaldi. I just found some cute cartoon images and then shrunk down the social media icons and added to them, embedded the link and made the widget and WAAAAALAAAAA! Cute little doctor who's looking after my links. All with the magic of paint. Yes you remember the one. Paint, which we probably spent hours on drawing silly pictures! I may post a proper tutorial in the future but I'm currently snuggled in bed writing this on my phone that doesn't let me do any of these fancy things, so another day perhaps!

I do plan on doing a lot more to my blog as time progresses and as my ability increases. Plus once I can get some batteries for 'way too expensive for its own good' camera I can start building up more pictures as well! I've also decided that once I'm feeling more confidant in my abilities I will be starting my blog! So stay tuned and you may be watching my mug on youtube telling you about my views with my monotone British voice! Wooo. Again.

So yes, I am looking forward to creating my blog step by step as time goes by and it will hopefully fully portray my geeky/nerdy/ fangirl self! I hope you stay tuned for what's to come and enjoy it as much as I am :)

So take it easy lovely ones.

Ellie x

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

"Real Women"

Hello everyone.

If you read my original post of this matter in my old blog then this is pretty much going to be the same. But if you didn't then this is completely new and I've never written about this before. Enjoy!

So... Real Women. You know the term right? Given to women with curves... no not that many. Just the right amount. Any thing else is not a real woman. You're droids. Sorry to break it to you this way but it is time you knew the truth.

I hate the term. I really do. I hate how it floats in the comments of curvacious women "Now that is a REAL WOMAN", "All you skinny girls just jealous of this REAL WOMAN". Shut up. Just be quiet. Stop.
I don't even think I come into the category of "Real Woman" I think I have too many rolls and not enough curve. Who is to judge though? The keyboard warriors who venture the internet tirelessly looking for something to rant on? A curvy woman? A guy who likes "a bit more meat on the bones" (I also hate this term. You sound like a cannibal... stop it.)

All women are "Real Women". Whether they are curvy, fat (Yes there is a difference ladies and gents), skinny, lanky, voluptuous, tall, short, thick, thin, big fish, little fish, cardboard box, one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. It gets ridiculous, I get it, trust me I do... to an extent.
I've always been a bigger girl and when I was called a "Real Woman" it was like WOOOOOW thanks for the affirmation I've needed since I couldn't fit into the size 14 jeans because obviously I'm not growing... my bones are expanding... yes that is it. Expanding bones. Nothing to do with the amount of food I ate. Nope, I ate within the daily allowance (it is 3000 riiiggghhtt?) and I exercise (getting out of bed counts riiigggggghhhhttt?). I'm totally a real woman.

But over the years it just got a bit ... silly. So because of my size and shape (which I didn't look after) I was more of a real woman then a woman of a smaller size and shape? Who looks after it with regular exercise and eating healthily. To become a real woman would she have to stop exercising and eat junk? how is that real? Does that mean I'm more of a real woman then my sister? Then my friends?

I am in awe of these women who have the willpower to stop themselves eating crap. I am in awe of these women who push their bodies to its peak with exercise. Like I said I am in no way a skinny girl, nor am I as big as I use to be. I just want to be healthy. But back to the point in hand...

All women are Real. That term needs to be thrown out the friggin' window. It needs to be buried. Or it needs to be used for every single woman on this planet. Because I don't care if your personality is fake or if you are a rolly polly lady or you have had more surgery then Micheal Jackson... You're a real woman.


It is a two way street as I say this though. Big girls are treated differently because of their size, They're told that skinny is more beautiful, that a size 10/12 girl is a 'plus sized model'. I know that being big isn't healthy, but then neither is being too skinny. I believe that as long as people are healthy and happy. That's all that should matter. That is all that does matter to me. I see so many girls obsessing over their body shape and weight. Bigger boobs, bigger bum, Disney hair. It happens naturally for some girls and for others it takes a load of work. It would be easy for me to say stop it. But I do it every so often as well. I sometimes look in a mirror and grimace at what is looking back at me. Promise myself to go on a diet. To exercise. To get healthy, to be able to look in the mirror and smile.... and then pizza happens.

I use to love that "All about the bass song" and I still do but only when its through my interpretation of it. I like the "My muma she told me don't worry about your size" stop there, good, your mum should tell you not to worry, your mum should tell you that as long as you are happy and healthy then she is happy that you are happy, yes she should also fuss if she thinks you are harming yourself by getting too big or too small, she is your mother and she has the god given right to worry about her child, that she grew, loved and cuddled. But I also say to mummies out there, if you don't like your size... please don't say it in front of your child (girl or boy) love yourself so that they love themselves, even if its just for show. "I'm here to tell you, every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top" yes. You are perfect. You are this fantastic person, you live and breath and go about your business every day! Your body works so hard all day, even when you sleep, your body is still working to keep you going. Be healthy, yes, Be happy, yes, stop making yourself feel bad for the odd treat. This is your life... this is it. So enjoy it, stop worrying about what other people think. It is easier said then done, I'm my own worst enemy when it comes to my insecurities, I stopped caring about what other people think. But what I think about myself is much worse.


Every so often I look in the mirror and tell myself I'm pretty, I'm not going to be famous, I won't be a model, I won't be extraordinary person to the world. But I am extraordinary to the people who love me. I want to make people smile. I don't want to be fashionable. I love being a mum. I'd hate being famous. I am a real woman. I have fears and insecurities along side the fact I'm awesome. I love my life because its mine. It may not seem sparkly to some but to me is twinkles and sparkles and its amazing. I'm living my life exactly how I want. As a real woman. As a real person.



What are your thoughts of "Real Women"?


Take it easy all you real Women... And all you real men (because this applies to you too!)


Ellie x

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Sorry and 30 Random facts about meeee.

Ok so I was suppose to have a post up last night or today about my tea for two with my mum, unfortunately due to my phone being ridiculous and my laptop dieing (rip) it is now going to have to wait till tomorrow! Sorry!


But instead I've decided to do a quickly 30 random facts about me!


OoooooOOOOoooo


Here we go!


  1. I'm naturally ginger
  2. I have hazel and green eyes
  3. I want lots of tattoos but so far have 2 (Butterfly and Koi)
  4. I met my husband on the 8th October 2005
  5. I use to wear fishnets and black fluffy boots
  6. Even when I was Goth I loved listening to pop
  7. My wardrobe consists of mainly tshirts with different slogans and pictures on them
  8. My name means bringer of light
  9. I could easily play on the xbox all day with only toilet breaks and snack breaks
  10. I could also do the same reading a book
  11. I use to make boats and little paddles and hats for fairies in my mums garden
  12. I sometimes wish I could be more girly but then my confidence gets in the way. Rude.
  13. I don't like wearing foundation as I don't feel like my skin can breath
  14. I like getting spots (sorry its a gross one)
  15. I love vintage cars
  16. I wear pajamas more then actual clothing and probably have more pj bottoms then I do trousers... In fact I know I do
  17. I love making things from scratch, it tastes so much better
  18. Since having my Jack I've lost 2 and a half stone just through breastfeeding (magical boobs)
  19. I'm a very family orientated person and have maybe 2 people I trust outside of family
  20. I don't trust people easily. But I have friendly
  21. I inherited my granddads collection of Alice In Wonderland and have been adding to it as well
  22. My Granddad was and still is a huge inspiration in my life
  23. I have always been into gaming, my mum loved Sonic and I still remember coming home from School and she had been playing it all day and was really confused why I was already home. I guess that's where I got it from!
  24. My husband and I keep our books and DVDs separate. I wouldn't but he says I have some awful DVDs he doesn't want his shuffled with and he only has like 6 books and there's no room left on my book shelves for his (there is really)
  25. I make a lot of lists. I love making lists and sometimes I'll make a list then re write it in the most effective way.
  26. I'm really bad when it comes to my weight. If some one tells me I've lost weight I immediately want to go and binge on bad food. So if I'm trying to get rid of weight I tell people not to say anything if they do notice. Otherwise the work in undone
  27. I get obsessed with things very easily. Tv shows, games, books etc. I will watch every single season as soon as I can and I'm more emotionally attached to them then I am some of the real people in my life. Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Criminal Minds, Hannibal, Skulduggery Pleasant etc.
  28. I think I'm pretty but hate the rest of my body
  29. I like my hair
  30. and last and probably not so much a fact but something I think about a lot. If I ever won the lottery I would help my family (like get a better care, better healthcare, better house or at least have it done through out and such and etc). Obviously I'd buy a house but I wouldn't have a massive one with a pool or anything, I would just buy a nice house, do it up how Scott and I would like it. I would do my driving lessons and get Scott to do his. I'd start up my dream job (owning my own cafe) and put a lot into savings for Jack (and any future sprogs). My little silly treat would be to buy lots of new figurines and some tshirts and a new laptop. I'd also get Scott a recording studio with a couple of new guitars. Jack would have his bedroom decorated how ever he wanted :) sorry that was a big one but I do literally think about it daily hahaha.
There you have it then, my 30 facts about me and such! That was actually pretty fun to do. I didn't think I'd actually manage 30 as I'm pretty rubbish at... Thinking. Like at job interviews when they say "So tell me about yourself!" And I'm just sat there... "I'm a girl... Human girl.. I'm a woman.. Uuuurrrrrm" but once you get to know me ... I'm still the same. Sometimes I can talk talk talk. Other times you may not hear from me for years!


Any who I will once again tackle my other post tomorrow but hope you enjoy these facts and bits.


If you do 30 facts or more or less, comment below I would love to read yours! I love lists remember ;)


So take it easy.


Ellie x

Saturday, 17 January 2015

I'm weird because...

Ok I love these sorts of posts. Its easy and give you a bit more incite on how I see myself, I sometimes find out some thing new along the way. I got this off of Dorkfaces blog which I love! Go check it out! Any way onto the questions!




I'm weird because...
  1. I prefer staying in to going out, I could stay in everyday for at least a week before I need to get "fresh air"
  2. When I'm reading or playing a game, the world around me disappears completely and I forget where I am sometimes and it can take someone shouting in my face to get me to come back to reality.
  3. I like to listen to music in the bathroom. Even if I don't need to go to the toilet. I just sit in there with the door locked and listen.






I'm a bad friend because...
  1. I'm an introvert, I don't like going out and I don't really like people coming round. As soon as people are in my flat I want them out. Nothing personal I just like my space.
  2. You may not hear from me for lengths of time unless you contact me first.
  3. I don't share, so if we're getting a pizza you will have to order your own cause you can have any of mine.





I'm a good friend because...
  1. Even though I'm an introvert if you need me I will be there straight away.
  2. I will listen to you and if you want it I can offer advice but if you don't I will just listen.
  3. I understand when people want sometime apart and sometimes friends don't get it. I won't come hounding your door way if you've asked for time with family, bf or whatever.





I'm sad because...
  1. It hasn't snowed yet and I like snow and the world stopping because people can't handle it.
  2. I don't like having to receive certain benefits, even if it means I can eat for another week.
  3. I can never make up my mind what I want to do with my hair





I'm happy because...
  1. My little boy is developing so well and is such a cheeky beautiful boy 😊
  2. I have a loving husband who makes me feel beautiful all the time
  3. I have an incredibly supportive and loving family and I know I am extremely happy to have it.






I'm excited because...






  1. My little boy is turning one soon and I'm having a little party for him (me)
  2. I'm enjoying doing my blog and the response I've been having so far!
  3. I have been designing my tattoo for Jack and its looking awesome 😁
So there you have it! I really enjoyed doing this though found thinking of anything sad really difficult as I'm in a happy place right now and intend to stay there!


Thanks for reading! I hope you do this post as well its so fun, let me know if you do! Don't forget to leave me a comment and a link to your blog so I can have a good read and will be fixing up my page a bit more so there's some links to my different sites. Thanks guys.


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Tuesday, 13 January 2015

Beauty

I never say hello at the start of a new post. Just realised. Didn't do it this time either. Whoops.


Hello! Good evening, Good morning, Good Night.
Which ever way you're headed welcome to another blog post.


Now make up. What does Ellie know about make-up? I don't wear a lot of it, anymore, you may even be shocked to learn at one point I wanted to be a make-up artist. (gasp).
Yes I did a course of Specialist Make-Up in London. I did one whole year before I realised I didn't like London. I kind of went off make up as well. London was rubbish. I met some awesome people and learnt some pretty cool things but yeah.. London and I didn't mix. I got on with it but I missed the island.


Any who. Yes so a whole yeah of learning about make up and I can give you the best Victorian look ever! I can even do the hair to go with it. Don't get me wrong it was amazing but it was pretty much a year of Victorian hair and make-up. There were bits to the side here and there but when you basically get told (by your helpful, motivational teachers) that you will probably fail at becoming a make up artist because the competition it soooo tough, it kind of knocks your confidence (especially when you're being taught how to make it look like the person isn't wearing any make up even though they are. Victorian conspiracy make up).


I love make up don't get me wrong, if I had the time nowadays I'd probably do it more. I'm not going to blame having a baby. Its not even about time. I'm just a bit lazy. I could do the whole malarky of prima, concealer, foundation, power, contouring and such but
1. I literally have to give my face a completely new colour as my face is too many colours (blotchy skin)
2. It would take me way too long as once o get started I'm too much of a perfectionist to go fast
and
3. Make up is expensive.


Living in London we had every kind of make up shop you can think of. I loved them but some of them didn't love me. Quick explanation, when I was doing my course I was sort of both/grungy/ tom boy blah blah, so I stuck out like a sore thumb in MAC. A guy literally followed me round thinking I was going to nick something. Bitch please I have a loan and an overdraft and you aren't that special. But my make up kit for college alone cost me £500 and it didn't last so we had to buy more. I got a lot from Primark and boots but there was certain colours you could only get from MAC. I loved telling them I was a make up student and showing them my discount card (their premadonna faces fell fast muahahaa)


But once I left the course and sold all the make up to pay off the £1000 overdraft. I went off make up. I still wore eye make up. But it dwindled until last year I literally just wore mascara. Only putting more on if it was a special occasion. But I'm starting to feel the itch again. I want to experiment again. I want to play with my face and make myself look pretty. I've started wearing more make up on my eyes. I've even been able to straighten my hair a couple of times (without Jack being too much of a pest trying to rip it out). Even straightening it and putting it up is just... Nice.


So yes, the make up itch is coming back. Might even try lipstick (shock horror). May even post some pictures. Though I'm not quite sure how to do it on my phone.


Do you feel nude without your make up?


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Saturday, 10 January 2015

Party like a one year old!

Now this post is mainly aimed at parents but I'm sure every one could learn something from it. I might as well.


My little ray of evil sunshine will be a year old in a few weeks time. That has shaken me to my core. Just so weird that nearly 11 months ago my baby was born a tiny 5lb13oz. He was a wiggly skinny little man.


Alot of mums say they forget the pain of childbirth and whilst to the most part that's true for me, I still remember some of it. I remember trying to gain back the control I was quickly loosing through the pain (oh god the pain!). I had been doing relatively well and was even patting myself on the back thinking 'this is fine, I don't know what all the fuss is about'.
I was induced you see. I went in on a Monday for a sizing scan to see if he had gotten any bigger as it was showing he was quite small. They always check your pee and such and My pee was plus 2 protein, my blood pressure was ridiculous and they did some blood tests and my midwife came in, sat down and very calmly said "your blood results have come back an absolute mess so you need to have you baby... We're going to induce you dear"
I remember saying "Yeah why not" had to come some time right? and if my blood was a mess then best to get him out safely. So up went the gel (they are not gentle!) and the waiting began.


But like I said I didn't know what all the fuss was about, had another thing of gel as the first hadn't done anything (ouuuuuuuuch!). Felt little twinges that they said were contractions but it was more like a mild period pain or to men .. Like you'd eaten a bit too much and wanted to undo your button but had guests so you weren't allowed!
More waiting and midwife checked to see if I had dilated at all (OUUUCH) and I was about 2cm ... But she didn't want to wait anymore so she said "Right.. I'm going to break your waters for you. We need to get this going." Okie dokie boss! I just nodded and looked at Scott as the realisation started to crawl in my brain that our baby would be here soon. My mum was on her way as at 6pm on the Tuesday I had my waters broken (slight ouch this time).


It was done, Scott was speaking his mum when I felt the first proper contraction. OOOOUCH. What was that? I grabbed Scott panicking and he looked at me and realised that I was in pain. I went back to my original room where my dad and his fiance were sitting waiting for us.
I was then told to WALK AROUND... to help things get going a bit more. OOOOOUCH... they then brought me some dinner as they felt I hadn't eaten enough and I would needed all the energy I could get for the next 7 hours and 3 minutes exactly. I was bouncing gently on an exercise ball whilst eating a few steamed carrots (I thought it would be carrot sticks but it was literally a plate of steamed carrots). Every time the pain came I would focus on one spot and hum something (the more painful the louder the hum... I hummed the pirates of the Caribbean tune if you're wondering), my dads fiance flannelled my head with cool water during this time (I suggest you have some one do the same, its amazing). We were moved to the labour ward and After about an hour I went onto gas and air... That was good, though the timing was always off, then at 9 I had the diamorphine... It didn't work. At all. Then at 11 I had the epidural. It also didn't work. Gas and air were my only friends but they made it all very hazy.


I remember a burning sensation. I remember talking to my sister on the phone briefly telling her how much I loved her, I think she was crying, Then I remember being told to stop pushing and thinking 'Nope! You wanted me to push and now I'm not stopping' (I should have stopped pushing, 2nd degree tear!) and at 1:03am the 5th March, my baby boy being put on my chest and the haze lifted.
He was here... In my arms. My Jack. The wave of love that swept over me was too much, it felt like I was going to burst.


And now, that tiny, gloopy, wet perfect potato is under 8 weeks away from being 1 and no longer potato like. I remember saying to myself I wouldn't do anything big. I would just have some people round and family and a bit of cake. Because he won't remember, he won't even realise its for him. He'll probably cry a lot. But then I thought...


Sod it. I will give him a party. He'll have cake and we will celebrate. Because its not just for him. Its for me, for his dad, for this amazing year, for the moment he was placed in my arms and that wave of love flooded over me. I will celebrate that with all the people who have loved and helped and been there all through out. I will celebrate the day I was given the most perfect gift and I will spoil him on that day. Because he deserves it as much as we do. He has helped me grow, as much as I've helped him. Hes evil, hes an angel, hes funny, hes naughty and he's mine.
So as much as it may seem silly to some to do too much for him, that he won't remember. He doesn't have to remember. The pictures will show him, I will tell him. I'm so excited 😊


Take it easy. and party like your 1!


Ellie x