As of January 2019 I set a goal to try and blog more. This has been an epic fail for several reasons and I want to correct this in 2020 so here is the background and hopefully someone can relate.
With Christmas just round the corner I thought I would share some December traditions that go on in our home and new traditions we are creating with the girls.
Thursday 10th October is World Mental Health and Happiness Day. I thought there was no better time to talk about my own mental health and what makes me happy.
Autumn could definitely be the top contender for my favourite season.
Growing up and especially through my twenties I was always very sensible with money. In fact some might say too sensible!
I always had a part time job and saved really hard for things that I wanted probably the most significant examples of this is when I saved to go travelling across America after graduating or when I payed the first mortgage instalment on my own apartment when I was in my early twenties. Fast forward a few years and things have changed with having a family to support and think about.
Two weeks ago we travelled to the South of France to celebrate my mother in laws special birthday. The number will remain anonymous of course…but ask anyone in Villefranche Sur Mer and they will tell you as Olivia did happen to mention to everyone and their dog (literally) what age Granny was on that faithful occasion!
After a very early start on Friday morning and a quick flight of only 2.5 hours we arrived into Marco Polo airport just outside Venice in the sunshine.
We caught the airport bus to Mestre where we where staying for €8 return fare which took about 15 minutes. Mestre is the industrial centre just on the other side of Venice and at a fraction of the cost to stay actually in Venice itself, it was the perfect location.
I’m hoping this doesn’t just sound like one big rant and hopefully someone out there can sympathize with me…please…anyone…let me explain.
When I wake up in the morning my first thought is always the same, I have xx amount of minutes to have a shower and then Olivia will be up. Once I jump in the shower it is usually just a few minutes until her little face is pressed up against the glass “Mummy, Mummy did I have a big sleep?” ” Yes Olivia now hurry up and go to the toilet so we can get ready for school.”
On Saturday myself along with an amazing group of ladies that I have been fortunate enough to have met through the squares of Instagram headed off for the day to Dublin.
We got the Goldliner Express bus down which only cost £17.00 for an open return as it suited better than the train for pick up and drop off locations. Some of the ladies got on in Belfast, Sprucefield and then a few of us got on in Banbridge so it was extremely convenient. We arrived into Dublin’s bus station just shy of 2 hours later after a quick stop at the airport.
I can hardly even believe im am writing this post actually about me but here it is…me…redundant. I never thought it would happen and I certainly didn’t expect to feel the way I do about it. It has been an eye opener for sure..