Having a toddler in the twenty-tens.

I’m a 90s baby and I loved growing up in those times. My childhood consisted of Spice Girls, the original tiny Polly Pockets, Nokia 3310 and the green Gameboy. My evenings were spent on my bike going up and down the close with my friends and climbing up the trees in the park and falling over and grazing my knees..alot. I came inside to watch The Jetsons and Powerpuff Girls on Cartoon Network on a television the size of a small car (which then we thought was amazing but it took up half the living room).

Violet on the other hand is old before her years growing up in the 2010s. I can’t believe the toys and gadgets they have now. I never know if it is good how much she knows about technology or bad? I sometimes wonder how my parents got anything done without us kids being able to sit on the sofa watching stupid playdough figures being moved around on YouTube or those bloody kinder eggs being unwrapped!

If you have had a baby in the 2010s then you may share the same feelings for some (or all) of these:

1. Frozen

The movie that has made parents sing together in cars all over the world and you have spent more than 3 months wages on toys that are now shoved in a cupboard somewhere. Loving the first few times watching the movie thinking you can never get bored of this and then after watching it 10 million times (in one day) you realise that you now hate Elsa and thinks she is one selfish mare for shutting herself in that room and ignoring Anna “…ok, byeeee”.

2. Pouting & Selfies

When I was little I either smiled or pulled a stupid face in a photo. And I certainly never thought about holding the camera myself (how revolutionary?!) Now I think every parent has a photo of their child doing some awful pout face – and I bet most parents have photos of their children doing this as a selfie on their iPhone! Usually in the back of the car on a long journey..

3. They can operate a phone better than your Nan

I played Snakes on a Nokia 3310 and struggled to text as you had to press the buttons a few times to get the right letter. I was 10. My four year old can operate an iPhone. Really well. They can open a message, read it, reply (and sometimes record your conversation from the back of the car on Whatsapp and send it to her Dad who you’re currently whinging about in the front with your Mum – Cheers Vi!). It is scary how much they know about a phone. Vi can set the wallpaper on an iPhone and upload photos to Instagram..?!

4. Peppa flippin’ Pig

How can I forget this lovely annoying little Piggy and her family? I like that the episodes are short and sweet and usually have some sort of cute meaning. One thing I do not like is how much Suzy Sheep is such a spoilt brat. Can’t stand her. She’s rude, bossy and mean.


5. Toys are EVERYWHERE

Toys used to just be in Toys’r’us and Woolworths. Anywhere else was boring and you were dragged around them by Mum and Dad. Now every bloody shop you go in has toys, dvds and books. So you spend a fortune on useless crap that your child (just to stop them from causing a scene) really doesn’t need and will love for a maximum of 10 minutes. The corner shop by me sells toys, teddies and childrens dvds so you can’t even pop across the road without Vi yelling for something she needs in her life! The supermarket sells them, Boots sells them and even Primark sells them?! They are everywhere. Toys are everywhere.



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Turning 25..& not getting a card.

So this week week I turned 25. To be honest my birthday has taken a back seat as all plans and efforts have been going towards our wedding which is now 23 days away?! Where the hell has the past year gone?

I’ve been off the radar the past two weeks or so. Wedding planning is in full swing and Violet has had hospital appointments in Alder Hey so we have been back and forth to there. I need to get back into posting a bit more otherwise I get lazy and just crash out in bed at 7pm..

Little update on the past week:

My lovely husband-to-be and lovely friends surprised me with a little hen do in Chester. It was incredible. My tummy hurt in the morning from laughing so much. Thank you so much guys!


Wedding plans are all good. I have had my final dress fitting which was great. I was worried I wouldn’t fit into the dress. I used to be able to eat mountains of cake when I was little and never gain any weight and now I eat a chocolate button and I can put on a stone. I celebrated fitting into the dress by having cheese and cracker night at home on Friday. Another sign of getting older..getting excited over cheese.

Glenn forgot to get me a birthday card yesterday – dick. He arrived home today with late birthday card. Opened it up and thought he was taking the piss and *nearly* went into a strop. Is he trying to make me go Hulk?


His face dropped. You could tell he hadn’t a clue what he had done. He said “I am sorry for being useless”. Bloody idiot can’t even get the word right in the card. Crisis aborted.

Vi was in hospital yesterday and she has had a cast put on her right foot. This should hopefully help stretch her leg muscle. She was such a good girl having it on and the ladies in the hospital were brilliant with her. We made a special trip to Toys”r”us and I stupidly said she could have one thing, whatever she wanted. Thinking she would go straight to the hair accessory bit as she normally does and pick up something for a couple of pounds. Hell no. It’s like she knew what I was thinking. It’s like she had been planning it for weeks. She had been waiting for me to say those words “anything you want”. And before I knew it Violet made a bee line for the £50 dog who blinks. Oh sorry – my bad – blinks and woofs.

Ten minutes down the road and she asked if we could turn the dog off as she didn’t like the noise it made.

…..and that was my week!


OurSweetViolet xo


How to handle (but lose) a Violet meltdown.

If you know Violet, you know she is a diva. Don’t get me wrong she is such a little girl but she does have her off days when her diva side comes out in full force. When she gets something in her head there is no budging with that. She sets a goal and she will do anything in her power to reach that goal even if it means tearing down her family members one by one until someone gives in. I kinda hope someone else has a child like this!

Example: Rewind to Sunday. Glenn was on his stag do in Benidorm with 30 people, yes, 30 people. Like WTF? How he survived it I will never know.

Me and Vi went to Chester with my Mum to pick out a wedding ring and get my stepdad fitted for his suit for the wedding – 43 DAYS TO GO!!!.

First shop we went into was a little accessory shop and Violet made her way to the colourful child section at the back of the shop. I saw her picking up a few things like headbands, glittery stickers and then she saw it..a wand. That was it. It was hers.  She wasn’t leaving without it. I could see the price was £7. Vi came and asked me if she could have it and me being the worst Mum ever said no. “Wait until we look in the other shops and we can always come back”. This just set her off even more and the meltdown began.

Nothing I said or did would help. She cried. She screamed. She told me that she loved it and how much it would make her happy. Over something that she had literally laid her eyes on not 30 seconds ago. Am I being a bad Mum? Should I just buy it for her? Or am I then a pushover and a bad Mum in that way?

Violet refused to put the wand down. She refused to put her coat on. She refused to put her hat on. What did I do? Kept my friggin cool that’s what I did! That’s right. This Mumma calmly got a screaming four year old to put her coat on, peeled the no good shitty plastic wand from her hands and left the shop. Yes everyone was watching but I was too busy making sure Vi was wrapped up warm to care what other people thought.

Violet chilled out after about twenty minutes of constantly asking for the bloody wand. I told her that she could have the wand once we have made sure she didn’t want anything else.

Fast forward thirty minutes and my Mum and I were sitting in the jewellers trying on some wedding rings. My stepdad took Violet outside as she was getting a bit bored in the shop.

Ten minutes later they returned. Violet with a beaming smile on her face and……A WAND IN HER HAND! Grandad had bought her the wand! The look she gave me was quite scary. A look that said “I’m the boss Mum. I’m the boss”. Violet 1 – Mum Nil.

So now we arrive at the present day. Three entire days later. Where is this almighty wand? Where is this wand that Violet can not live without? Where is this smile-making wand? F*** KNOWS. THAT’S WHERE! If she wasn’t so bloody cute and adorable I honestly think moments like this would make me lose my mind.


Anyone else have these kind of moments and these kind of children?!

-OurSweetViolet xo