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Heavenly Veggie Waffles – Review.

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Most of my little reviews always start the same way, I went shopping to my local sainsburys and found…

.. Nothing is different here of course, always looking for new things to have R eat and enjoy I had to get them, also the lovely red sticker was also a tempting sight.. as we all know I love a good deal haha.

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Heavenly Tasty was started by Shauna Mcarney-Blair after she noticed it was hard to find food in stores, because every now and then a packet or jar doesn’t do any harm, that supplied many for children with allergies, and as my older two had both a lactose intolerance and a dairy allergy, a lot of their food was either made, or religiously looked at whenever I brought them..

But this was back in 2010 and its amazing what changes in seven years.. as there are a lot more food for children with different allergies available.

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They remind me of those little caramel wafers you can get, the ones you place on top of your hot drink and the caramel melts, they are crunchy and around the size of a 50p so perfect for little hands to grab and crunch..

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I gave R these at breakfast, she had a lot of fun playing with them and eating them, and if you cant play with food then wheres the fun in that? she seemed more fond of the carrot one, but not to bothered with the beetroot one, BUT I believe she isn’t fond of the taste of beetroot as in a previous review she turned her nose up at the beetroot pouch..

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My 7 year old also tried some, he was surprised at the fact the purple beetroot one didn’t taste fruity but told he they tasted nice, which for a picky 7 year old is a win win in my books

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Do I recommend them? – yes and no, R did end up throwing a lot of them on the floor, I am not sure if that’s just general playfulness on her part or if she didn’t enjoy them, she did eat some of them but lets just say the hoover had to come out earlier than it usually did haha.

Price Tag? – not that bad, I got these for 1.50 but I think they are around the 2.50 mark at full price, I am looking at finding more to try in future so their full price isn’t a put off.

Anything else? – The packaging, they didn’t really need to be in a box, inside a plastic bag, surely they could improve and have all the information on a bag rather than on the back of a box that simply isn’t needed.

Other than that, they weren’t that bad, I can see myself popping them in the nappy bag when we go out anywhere..

You can find Heavenly Tasty at all supporting stores, you should go and try some..

Until next time.

Mummy Cat

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Disclaimer – I paid for these with my own money, all thoughts and opinions are my own.

 

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Photograph Sunday


In our small flat, we don’t really have much of a garden, we have a small patch of grass just outside our front room windows, which we would love to have access to but we can’t afford to pay for it (curse you lack of money)

But as you saw in last weeks Sunday photo, I have set up a bird table to enjoy watching the birds come and go.

What we also have in this little patch of green…

Is blackberries, I have decided not to pick these ones but to leave them for the birds to enjoy as after all, that’s what they are designed for..

I love nature, I love watching the birds and of course.. I love the photography practice I can get from them.

Until next time

Mummy Cat

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Guest Post – Parenting Fails

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This weeks Parenting Fail’s guest post is from The Lone Wolf Mama.

Parenting Fail…

This parenting fail is about the worst morning ever, in the history of horrendous mornings:We get up. The children accept my offer of a banana as an early morning snack in place of their usual morning Party Ring (which I’m trying to phase out because how the hell did we get to a stage where the first thing they eat in the morning is a party ring?) and get dressed without fighting me. It’s going well. I’m winning at motherhood. They put their shoes on without a fuss (D’s are on the wrong feet but hey ho, you can’t have everything).

We go to the car and it’s here that things start to go wrong. I’m not going to lie: what I’m about to tell you isn’t pretty. If you’re of a delicate constitution I’d stop reading now.

Z decided he wanted to get in the car on D’s side and climb over to his seat. I let him. He’s scrambling all over the back seat while I’m strapping D in. I go round to his side. ‘Come on, into your seat.’ I say. Z obliges. As he’s climbing in, his trainer falls off. I reach down into the murky depths of the footwell, which is filled with empty crisp packets, rotting apple cores and biscuit remnants, and retrieve the trainer.

I feel something warm and soft. ‘What’s that?’ I wonder innocently. I look down at my hand, clutching the trainer. There is dog shit all over the trainer and all over my hand.

Oh. Sweet. Jesus.

I scrabble in my pocket for a tissue, wipe the worst of the dog shit off my hand and dump the trainer on the pavement. With my one clean hand and my elbow I manage to finish strapping Z in.

It’s at this point I realise the dog shit is, of course, all over the back seat of my car. I pick up the offending trainer, and the shit covered tissue and run back inside.

After scrubbing my hands (whilst weeping on the inside), I do my best job at cleaning the shit off the trainer, chuck it outside, grab a new pair of shoes, run back to the car, shove them on Z, clean up the shit covered back seat as best I can and screech off to the childminder’s.

A pretty shitty start, hey?

Oh it’s not over yet.

All the way to the childminder’s, I can still smell shit. I frantically clean my hands with baby wipes on the drive there and throw some back at the children but the smell persists.

We arrive at the childminder’s, I leap out and inspect D’s shoes. All clean. I inspect mine. All clean. I inspect the back seat. No shit left there. I go round to Z and realise he has shit smeared up the leg of his trousers.

So, if you ever think you’ve had a rubbish morning, remind yourself that at least you haven’t delivered your son to the childminder, covered in dog poo.

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Sassybloom Box – Month two – Roundup.

Here is my month two of the Sassybloom box, I love this months box, everything in it has been enjoyed and played with almost daily, which is always a wonderful thing.

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And as you can see from this picture, all the wonderful goodies inside the box.. lets dive in and talk about them all..

The bus, has been played by both R and the older children, its a sorter, but the bus also moves around the room, you can open it up at the back and take the blocks out, I have caught R sitting down on her own talking away to herself putting blocks in and out of the bus, some pieces have gone missing because lets face it.. children… but through the ingenious of the older two they have dug out other blocks and bits from the toy box to fill up.. an all round, fantastic toy

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When I Dream of 1,2,3 by Oakley Graham is a number count book and we love counting books here, the words are easy for a child of 4/5 to read and the illustrations are beautiful big and perfect for a younger child to sit down and count.

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Now this is a bath toy, its made by Munchkin and it sticks to the side of the bath or on a tile, but we have been using it in the living room and sticking it to the toy box or Mr S’s desk, R loves it, and will endlessly take out the balls and place them back in over and over again, I’d move it into the bathroom but its being very much enjoyed where its been stuck since.. haha.

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And finally we have some cute little cars, they are perfect for small hands to grab and push around, R will dig these out of the toy box and loves pushing them about the room, she has also taken to putting them inside the bus I mentioned earlier..

I just love how all these toys are now the main things that are played with first in the mornings and we all get excited when the big box turns up at the door, I am always asked to open it straight away!

Out of all the monthly boxes I have, This one gets is the most enjoyable, the children love it and I love seeing them have fun with new toys and books each month..

I cant wait for month 3 🙂

Until next time

Mummy Cat

 

 

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G is for Gaming

Gaming – I am a gamer, I am very proud of the fact that I am a gamer, start talking about Elders Scrolls and I will not shut up, I even did a post a while back on my favorite game Skyrim..

I have been gaming since I was 11, the first game I ever played was The Sims, back in my friends house we set up a home and a little family and I was hooked, I had asked about game bits for Christmas and I got a Playstation, not the lot with the numbers after it, this was the massive box of a thing that had an external hard drive to keep all your saves on it, I had two games, The Rugrats – Search for Reptar and The X Files game, I played… mainly The Rugrats one almost daily until I got bored but I couldn’t afford any new games and I couldn’t convince anyone to get me any for Christmas.. so I stopped.

When I got my job in Sainsburys, I suddenly could afford things, I got a DS for Christmas and started buying DS games and obviously buying The Sims 2 for my PC, which in my honest opinion is the best Sims game to date! I also saved up and brought an XBOX 360, roughly around the time I started to date Mr S (or Daddy Cat heh) so I could play games with him, with my sparkly new XBOX, I also got this wonderful fun game called Left 4 Dead, I highly recommend you give it a go as its so much fun with four people..

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I started to really love gaming again, and then in 2011 when this wonderful RPG called Skyrim came out (number 5 in a long history of Elder Scrolls games) I was lost in this whole new world.. I wont bore you much about it but it was incredible..

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I now spend my evenings on my XBOX One, I say mine even if Mr S paid for it, but hes often on his PC so its totally mine, playing games and having fun with some friends.. its my way of unwinding after my day with three demonic children..

Call gaming a waste of time if you will but for me its a time well spent.. exploring worlds and going on kill streaks..

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A nice break from the real world and its insanity..

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

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Expecting K

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This is my Facebook status from, as you can see, 8 years ago.. that day, I had gone into town to do some shopping and then meet Mr S from work when he finished, I had met up with some friends and hung about it, but after they went home.. I noticed something..

I was late..

So I went to Savers (a bit like Superdrug.. just cheaper) and got myself a box of pregnancy tests rushed to the shopping centers toilets and to my surprise, the test turned positive, at first I was like ‘ooh okay two lines that’s good’ and then it hit me… two lines meant baby, not that a baby is a bad thing, but at that time, Mr S and I had only been together for less than a year AND I was on the pill..

I cried, I messaged a friend and I then knocked on the doors where my now husband worked, he replied with a ‘oh cool’..

And so, we entered in the mad world of parenthood.. I was scared to tell my mum about it, she had drilled it into me not to make her a grandmother yet so I didn’t want to tell her anything, I really didn’t want to tell anyone but Mr S had to tell his work to get days off for appointments, we both decided to wait until week 12, around the time you have the first ultrasound..

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I had all these fears and worries, what am I getting myself into? what of Mr S leaves me, what if people think I am pregnant purely to ‘trap’ him and mainly, will my mother kick me out of the house.

At the 12 week scan, there he was, this little potato thing, wriggling around and kicking away, its always hard to believe that something so small is growing inside you, and you are the one giving it all needs, We told his parents first.. they ‘knew’ already.. and we then told my mum while watching Eastenders, she made a comment about how she didn’t think I could cope with birth.. ‘yeah well what do you know’..

Mr S told her, I went up stairs and hid inside my room for a bit and she finally came up and asked to see the photo.. everything seemed okay..

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At our 20 week scan, which she came along too, we found out that we was expecting a boy and so the planning and buying started, I made that a rule for all my pregnancies, I didn’t want to buy anything until at least week 20+

NO one liked the name we picked, his first name is Malachi.. or Kai for short, and the amount of arguments I had with people who kept calling him something else or saying how odd his name is, to be honest, I cant see him as anyone else but Kai.. but I had pretty much an uneventful pregnancy right up until the end when around 36 weeks I lost my mucus plug in a big ol’ bloody clot.. nothing happened, I was checked over at the hospital and was around 2 and half dilated.. so off home I went..

two weeks later at about 12 oclock at night my waters finally broke, nothing happened for hours and I finally rang the hospital at 4am, told my mum and off we went to the labour ward again, but still.. no labour, no contractions.. no baby.. so the rule is if labour doesnt start within 24 hours I had to go in to be induced..

GUESS what happened next.. 24 hours later, back at the hospital at 8am only to be induced at around 6pm.. 7 and a half hours later.. and via forceps.. Kai made his journey earthside, getting a little stuck on the way and getting a little cut on his cheek

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Not me obviously, only problem about being the photographer is you don’t trust anyone to take photos.

 

I honestly had nothing to worry about, my fears of Mr S leaving, or my mum disowning me never happened, if anything we now have a stronger relationship and bond because of the children.. and to my mum, my children are her world..

If anything I think I regret not telling my mum sooner, I was the same with R, I was just so scared of telling anyone I was expecting..

I guess I know that with the next one, not to be so scared of what others think, and make sure that I tell my mum after I tell Mr S..

Next year K will be turning 8, and it makes me sad.. why do they need to grow up..

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

 

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The Perfect Age Gap?

Is there really one? I have read a few blogs about when its the right time to have another baby, add to the family and I do wonder if there is ever a ‘right time’ and does the perfect age gap exist?

My three children have a mix of age gaps, K is 18 months older than A and obviously R is 5 years younger than A.. and if I am honest, I prefer the large age gap than the smaller one.. and actually, considering how broody I get, do not wish for a smaller age gap again..

The one thing I regret with having A so close to K, is probably the fact that I didnt get to enjoy A growing, she suddenly went from a newborn to one in a blink of an eye, where as K.. him getting to a year was so slow, I do love their age gaps, and I do love how well they do play together and will grow up as friends as well as siblings..

But I wish I had waited just a little bit longer, much like how I did with R, we had a plan to wait until I was working and then start trying, she was a little accident haha, but the gap was what we wanted the most.. so that when A went to school I had time to play and deal with R..

and I prefer it..

but the question of whether a small gap or a large gap is best, is really a personal choice, I know many who have one baby after another with only a few months gap between each pregnancy (The Radford’s for an example) and I wonder, how they have time for each child.. when I felt like I barely had any with just two..img_3718as I said before, its a personal thing.. and having done both a small and a large gap, I know which one I prefer.. and I guess if another accident would happen, I would of course just deal with it.. but theres no way I am adding to our family until R is much older..

There is only so much mummy to hand around…

Would you have a small age gap? or do you have one?.. please comment below..

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

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