The Original Wine Mum (OWM).

Do you ever look at your childhood or what your mum does for you now, and think she’s a good mum! You might even think: if I do half as good a job as her, I’ll be doing alright 👌. At the end of the birthday eve (tonight). On the eve of my mother’s birthday,…

Not okay.

I’ve written this post a thousand times in my head, but last Mind Charity’s Mental Health Awareness Week, it was far too raw to publish. I was scared my family and especially my parents, would worry I was still in the same state. That I was a danger to myself…or worse. I’ve often written about…

The wedding diet (and wine).

It’s 6.30 on a Friday evening and I’ve just poured my fourth glass of Prosecco. It’s okay though: it’s only 75 calories a glass (or so my friend told me and I’ve chosen to believe. I’ve since been told conflicting info, but have chosen to ignore it) and technically I spilt half of the last…

How I met your mother.

Okay, it’s not; it’s how I met your father. Fourteen years ago today, actually, when Wine Mum was Stella-Snakebite Lass! (Technically, we’d met before but today’s the anniversary of our first date 😍.) You know the ins and outs of what’s happened since two became three, and then four. This is how one emotional recluse…

Terrible Twos- we’re coming or you!

They say failing to prepare is preparing to fail. So with activities planned to celebrate Big N turning two, I was determined to be on the ball! In my head, birthday plans going smoothly would set the tone for the rest of the year and The Terrible Twos might be averted… The last two years…

The White Stuff

As cabin fever sets in and I lay in bed enjoying a kid-free lie in, I thought I’d make the most of it and write a post. Forget all the inconvenience and travel chaos and boiler breakages and panic buying… I’ve loved these past few days! It’s easy for me to say as a stay-at-home…

Wine Mum aka Soccer Mum

Strictly not true… The day one of my children tells me they want to do a sport that requires standing in the cold and wet on a Wednesday evening in winter or at 9am on a Sunday morning, is the day I will invest in one of those chairs that has its own canopy and…

Mermaids don’t have thigh gaps!

However, they do seem to have waists… That being said, and despite my own lack of defined waist currently, the sloganed t-shirt about mermaids not having thigh gaps did put things in to perspective somehow, as I trudged around the shopping centre looking for bikinis and shorts for ‘when I’m thin’ for my honeymoon. I…

Goodbye good December…but hello New Year’s resolution!

Spoiler: I’m guessing the Hungry Caterpillar is a myth…. Back in August, I chose my wedding dress and told the shop lady I would lose a stone by the final final fitting! As November crept by, I was half a stone heavier and couldn’t wait for the Christmas tree to go up, so that I…