Wednesday, 23 April 2014
Today I have a fantastic giveaway, and an opportunity for you to win a set of 5 Tots Bots Cloth nappies, a Baba Sling, a voucher for Frugi, and Aleva Naturals gift set, a Calafant paint your own treehouse, a cocoon towel and a drool monkey!
Tuesday, 22 April 2014
Monday, 21 April 2014
The Bugaboo Buffalo is an all terrain pushchair with big air filled tyres, a spacious seat and the biggest basket we have come across on a pushchair. It seemed the obvious choice for us to take on our family ski holiday and it definitely served it's purpose well.
The lovely people at Bugaboo loaned us one of their lovely Buffalo puschairs, complete with a blue hood, high performance footmuff and a travel bag and it was the perfect way for Archie to travel.
The Buffalo has a very spacious seat and can hold children up to 23kg rather than the usual 15kg, which was perfect for us as Dylan is not a small toddler but there are still times when he needed a rest and he was more than comfortable in the Buffalo seat. Archie is 13 months and quite an average size but didn't look drowned at all in the seat which was lovely.
The all terrain wheels handled everything we tried, from a gravelly park to a snowy mountain. Although most of the paths were cleared, there was still snowy sections and we had no problem guiding the stroller over the white stuff.
As we were there off season, we actually didn't get much use from the hp footmuff, and managed to come back from a week in the snow with a tan but it was amazingly thick and if we returned during the colder weeks I would definitely want one of these keeping my baby warm.
I have never come across a pushchair with a bigger basket and it had no problem carrying everything we needed. I managed to fit a nappy bag for two, snow boots for two and snow suits for two under the seat as well as both the boys' packed lunches and drinks when we dropped them at the creche and Archie had fun testing whether it could really be a double buggy. In fact of all the things we took with us, the Buffalo seemed to be the best toy he could find!
As the seat is lovely and high, it made our time in the airports easier as we could use the pushchair as a high chair. We kept it in the airports and only put it in the travel bag when we got to our gate which was wonderful as we had a lot of hand luggage that I didn't want to carry around! I did find there was a bit of an art to getting the puschair apart and safely zipped up, but when you do it right it went in easily with space as well. Two wheels have to come off and the seat unit comes off from the frame but it only takes a few minutes and even less to put it back together. In the travel bag the Buffalo was bigger than our suitcases but there is no weight or size limits on pushchairs on airlines and it was incredibly easy to travel with thanks to the handy wheels and a handle. The Buffalo is a top of the range stroller and I would definitely invest in the travel bag to keep it safe if I was flying.
Everything was adjustable from the handle height (which I didn't have on the tallest setting for once!), the recline, the hood which extends and the seat which can face either way and is incredibly easy to change. The Buffalo is easy to customise with new hoods and footmuffs. The puschair also comes with a two year warrantee.
The Bugaboo Buffalo was a brilliant pushchair and was perfect for our ski trip. All the nannies in the creche as well as the resort guests wanted to know more and we turned heads everywhere we went. It was comfortable, spacious and handled well off road. The Buffalo with royal blue fabrics will set you back £879, with the HP footmuff being an extra £149.99 and the travel bag £109.95
Disclaimer: We were loaned this pushchair for our trip but I have not been compensated in any way for this post.
All thoughts and opinions are completely my own.
All thoughts and opinions are completely my own.
Sunday, 20 April 2014
For us, Easter is much like Christmas. Family plays the biggest part, with a huge roast on the main day - Yorkshire puds, cauliflower cheese and roast turkey followed by a homemade crumble. The day is characterised by jokes with siblings, doting grandparents and very worn out children. We chat, we eat, we play card games into the early hours and we definitely consume more than our fair share of chocolate.
Thursday, 17 April 2014
I do my best thinking when I am walking. It seems so cruel that I feel at my most creative when I don't have an opportunity to record it and I often compose whole blog posts in my head that I cannot recreate at all when I finally put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard. This is one of those.
After two years and three months of recording our lives, I thought I would explain why I called my little space on the internet 'The Mummy Adventure'. I have touched on it in the past, but I wanted to try and put into words the thought behind the name.
I don't think being a mother is a job. I don't see it as a role or an occupation. I see motherhood as a journey, an adventure. It doesn't matter if your child was planned and longed for or a careless accident after a few too many tequilas on a Friday night. It doesn't matter if it took 10 years of trying, hormone treatments and IVF or those two blue lines appeared completely unexpectedly. It doesn't matter if your child has your genetics or not. That first time that you touch those tiny little fingers, the first time you see those ten precious toes, the first time you hear those little lungs announcing his arrival, that is the very first day.
Whether she arrived by cesearean, via forceps or through a vaginal birth doesn't matter, it is all part of another story, another journey and whether those first moments are characterised by pure elation, post natal depression or something in between makes no difference.
From that very first day, the journey has begun, and like every journey, it is full of change. There will be twists and turns even when things looked so straight and things will very rarely go to plan. You may have their and your entire life planned out (My sister has already decided what she will be wearing when Dylan marries Harper Seven Beckham) but like any real adventure, it rarely works out that way. Whether you travel far or stay in your home town, things will change, because that is the nature of a journey. That helpless baby who grips his fingers round yours with all the strength he can muster, hanging on like his life depends on it will become a headstrong toddler, determined to assert his independence, insisting on dressing himself even though he will invariably end up with his T-shirt on back to front and his jeans inside out. That toddler will be replaced by a child with more energy than he knows what to do with, to a teen, and maybe a parent himself. Throughout the journey you will be constantly learning, and not just the practical things like how to build the best Lego tower, or how to open a stair-gate (I still haven't worked this one out) but you will grow wiser, have more patience, become more sentimental.
There will be parts of the journey where you feel prosperous and parts where you have but pennies in your pocket. There will be happy times and sad. There will be times where the skies are clear, and periods where you feel like you are heading forward in the dark. Other people may play a part, and everyone will have an opinion, but the journey is yours and yours alone.
Some parts of this adventure are exciting and other parts are just ordinary, but every moment is shaping the next and quite often the little things become the big. The adventure starts on that first day, sees the changes from baby to toddler, to child to teen. You may get the blessing of grandchildren and maybe even great grandchildren but this is still your journey. One day it will happen that your body stops working. Your children will weep at the graveside but the journey of motherhood is not over. You will live on in the shade of their eyes, the determined spirit they passed from you to their own daughter, the words in a book that describe you so well. They will still think of you, see you and speak to you every day. You will still shape the person they become and influence their everyday as they work to make you proud. The journey of motherhood is ongoing and is shared by the generations of mothers before us.
So this is where my little blog comes into it. This is my adventure, from the little things to the big, the milestones and the moments, the days out, the holidays and those feelings that I just need to put words to. Should anything happen to me, I want my boys to be able to see my journey, our adventure, what they made me. This is my adventure.
Sunday, 13 April 2014
A ski holiday is first and foremost about the skiing, but of course there are so many other things to enjoy other than the bright white snow, and this is my pick of the top 5 not to miss on your Snowbizz holiday at Puy St Vincent. For our full review, take a peek here
There is something so ridiculously indulgent about lazing around in a beautifully warm pool surrounded by snow, and the new outdoor heated swimming pool in Puy st Vincent is stunning. It is only a 2 minute walk from the apartments and at 30 degrees the water is perfect for relaxing in. It is open from 3pm-7pm but the earlier in that time that you go, the more sun is on the pool and of course the more sun, the warmer the bits of you that aren't under water are! We went up on one of the first days when we were not as confident skiing on our own and fancied doing something different, and it was the perfect way to relax and enjoy the stunning scenery.
We have just returned from our first family ski holiday thanks to the family ski specialists, Snowbizz and we had an amazing time! We asked a lot of questions in the lead up, and the lovely team were more than helpful and I thought I would put together a little list of what we packed. I wrote this before we went but there have been a few updates since.
In the Suitcase
I have packed a pair of thermals for all three of us, including some beautifully soft merino tops from Helly Hansen. I have been told one pair is enough as you hang them up to dry every night. I have got a spare pair for Dylan though as we only recently potty trained and whilst he hasn't had an accident in quite a while, I don't want to get caught out