Kory’s first football game

Yesterday we took Kory to watch his first ever football game. It was actually mine and his dads first time going to a stadium to watch a football game too!

The team we support (Manchester United!!) were playing and some tickets to go and watch them play became available at R’s work (perks of the job!) which meant we had the chance to go, but not just that, we had the Executive Club tickets (very nice!) and as a first time experience for us all, we didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to go.

Before heading to the stadium to watch the game, we grabbed something to eat at Wagamama’s and then made our way over there.

Once there we made our way to our Executive Club Suite which had a bar area, food, free tea and coffee and window seats looking out into the pitch. We even got to see some of the footballers warming up! We were shown to our seats and then waited for the match to begin. The atmosphere when you walk out into the stadium is just absolutely incredible, everyone was cheering and it actually took my breath away. I never anticipated to feel that way and I was so happy that Kory was getting to experience this with us.

The match kicked off at 7:45pm and Kory was asleep by 8:15pm LOL but from what he watched of the game, he really enjoyed it. His face was a picture when the crowd was cheering and clapping and although Manchester United didn’t win the game or even score a goal last night, it was an amazing experience, one that we will all remember.

I’m not a die hard football fan, if Manchester United or England are playing a game and I happen to catch it on the tv then I will watch it and root for my team to win but as far as being a fan of the sport itself, that’s as far as it goes really but I have to say, I actually enjoyed going to watch the game a lot more than I thought I was going to. So much so, that me and R have actually agreed that when the tickets next become available – we will jump at the chance to go again!

Thank you for reading this blog post! Do you like to watch the football? Have you been to a football game? Would you like to go? Please let me know by leaving me a comment below…

Kora turned 2!

On Monday, Kora turned 2 years old. As I write that out, it still doesn’t make it seem real to me. My once teeny tiny 6lb 3oz baby girl is growing right before my eyes and I only wish time would slow down so that I could soak it all in that bit more.

To celebrate the birthday girl, she had a Blippi themed birthday party on the Sunday before her birthday with a Blippi bouncy castle, food, birthday cake and family and friends to help celebrate. This girl absolutely loves Blippi so it only seemed appropriate that she’d have a Blippi birthday.

Kora’s party was wonderful and we were lucky enough for the rain to hold off too. Although Kora slept for most of it and she was a little too afraid of the bouncy castle to even get on it at first, I’m proud of her for eventually getting on there and enjoying herself with her friends.

The next day was Kora’s 2nd birthday. Kory actually woke with what seemed to be a bit of a cold that morning so we gave him the day off school which meant that we all got to spend the day together. Kora was gifted with lots of lovely presents, cards and money from us and all her family and friends. She had a wonderful morning opening everything and enjoyed spending the rest of her day playing with all of her beautiful new toys and gifts.

She is a well loved, lucky little girl. She deserves the world and more.

I just want to take this time to wish you Kora, our beautiful, clever, funny, kind, loving, sassy and very much independent little girl who brings us so much joy and happiness every day and who is just so pleasant the most amazing day on your 2nd birthday and every day that follows. I don’t know where those two years have gone, to me it feels like it was just two minutes ago since you were placed in my arms but no matter what, you will always be our baby girl no matter how big you get. You are so special to us and we hope that you loved your birthday as much as we loved watching you.

We love you all the world, Kora Robyn. Here’s to celebrating you.

All my love,

Mum, xo

Returning to school

Last week Kory returned to school after what I think was actually a really good 6 weeks summer holidays. Does anyone else feel like some of the days throughout the holidays were really slow but the weeks were just so fast? I mean, how has it been 6 whole weeks since Kory was in reception class and now he’s beginning a brand new year in year 1.

It just blows my mind.

I was worried about how I’d fill so many days off together with things to do and places to go to avoid any boredom and being stuck in but we did go to some nice places and we even had a week away but the kids were quite good at entertaining themselves on those days when we were just at home too. Kory is a bit older now and he likes to play out with his friends and Kora is very much independent and will quite happily play with her toys by herself too so all of that helped make that worry quickly disappear. We did do so much together as a family during the summer and made so many new memories that I really feel that our summer was well spent, even when we were just at home, we were together and that’s what matters.

After a break away from school and learning, Kory was more than ready to return to school when September soon came around. I think a mental and physical break is crucial sometimes, even for kids. In fact, especially for kids. And I was actually on the ball with preparations this year too, no last minute rushing to the shops to find uniform for this mum! And it felt good knowing that everything was taken care of.

I actually thought Kory would have been a bit more reluctant to returning to school after being able to do pretty much whatever he liked (within reason of course) over the summer (I’m talking later bedtimes, staying in his pjs all day) but I was surprised at how excited he was to start back at school. Which of course is a good thing – no complaints here! Kory was excited to see all his friends again, to meet his new teachers and to begin his new adventure in year 1. And as much as I had not missed having to set an alarm in the morning (don’t worry, the kids still woke me early enough) or the mad morning rush trying to get everyone ready and out of the house for the school run and make it to school on time and as nice as it was just being able to take it day by day and not having to rush, I did miss having some sort of routine I’ll be honest.

It’s nice not having to do things but it’s also nice having to do things too if that makes sense? Of course I love when we’re all together as a family, I love a lazy day as much as the next person but the kids’ bedtimes were getting later and later despite them not sleeping in any later the following morning, which meant it was harder for me to find the time to do things that needed to be done, like the housework, which I try to do in the evenings so my days can be spent with the kids instead and the kids were getting grumpier simply through being tired. Everything just seems to run much more smoothly in our household when there’s a sense of order going on. But that break from the mundane every day is definitely appreciated, just every so often.

But yeah, back to the original point of this post – I guess I rambled on a bit there, didn’t I. Kory’s back at school in a brand new year and he’s loving it and I’m happy to have some normality again.

Just you watch, in a few weeks I’ll be ready to do f%ck all (whatever that is when you’re a parent anyway!) again and feel like throwing any routine out of window. I just can’t win.

Anyways, thank you for taking the time to read this blog post. I hope you’re all well. Have your kids returned to school yet after the summer? If so, how are them and yourself finding it? Please let me know by leaving a comment. Thank you!

Kirsti, xo

Happy anniversary

Yesterday marked mine and R’s 12 year anniversary and boy has that flown by.

Me and R have been together since the sweet age of 15 and we’ve been together ever since. We’ve basically grown up together, grown from teenagers to adults who are now responsible for our own little people who we made. Juggling work, home life and all other responsibilities. It’s crazy how much has changed over the years and how much we have changed as well. We don’t always get it right, we make mistakes but one thing that’s for sure is that we’re a team.

We have been through so much together. House moves, engagement, 2 kids later, our wedding being postponed (twice!) and many ups and downs over the years but the good has always out weighed the bad. Whatever challenges may have been thrown our way, we’ve got through them together and we always come out the other side stronger than we were before. We have always been there for one another and I really do believe that that’s why we are still together now, happily I’d like to add too and more in love than ever.

I never thought I could love R any more than I already did. He’s an amazing partner. He’s caring, he’s kind, he isn’t an asshole (ok, only sometimes… LOL Jk) he’s always there for me and he really is one of the good guys. He makes me laugh when I don’t even feel like I want to smile, he makes me feel beautiful and he’s my very best friend. I count my blessings every day that I get to call him mine and I love what we have together. I’m proud of the life we have built together. But then I watched him become a dad to our children, I seen the kind of dad he was and how good he is with our kids and I fell in love with him all over again and so much more.

The thing is, relationships aren’t always going to be easy. There are going to be disagreements and obstacles throughout but it’s how you face them together as a partnership that matters. Things aren’t always perfect but as long as you love and respect one another nothing else matters.

Looking through my pictures I realised that we don’t have many pictures together but that we have 1000s of pictures of the kids. It seems we don’t even have the time to even take a picture together these days and although life can feel a little hectic sometimes, I love R and the kids and our crazy but happy life we have built together and I wouldn’t change a thing.

There is no one else I would rather go through this crazy ride called life with.

Thank you for being in my life then, now and every day to come. Here’s to the next 12 years.

I love you.

Kirsti, xo

Rainy Sundays…

There’s just something about a rainy Sunday that I love. I love that time when everyone is at home all together which is a rarity in itself. When we spend time together just playing board games or watching movies. There’s something about the rain hitting the window while we’re all warm inside that I find so simple yet so peaceful.

The last day of the weekend before the mad Monday morning rush begins again.

Now don’t get me wrong, my house is not as tranquil as I might have made it sound in that first paragraph (one can wish though, right?) Some days we drive each other up the freaking wall. It can be quite hectic when both kids are running round, shouting, not listening and falling out. Add the dog jumping on the couch, the cat deciding to take a p!ss somewhere and the pots still being in the sink from the night before into the mix and you might get a clearer picture of what it’s actually like in our house the majority of the time but then we have days like today also. When the kids are sat nicely together, eating their dinners and watching the tv. When we’re all listening to each other and just being together. When the dog is calm in his bed, when the cat isn’t being an asshole and when there are pots in the sink but it doesn’t matter.

Although we haven’t gone anywhere, or done anything in particular today, days like today are rare but they are some of my favourites.

I love a rainy Sunday…

It’s my birthday!

Well, it was yesterday anyway but we had such a lovely, busy day that I’m only just getting the chance to actually sit down and write this post.

Yesterday morning I was woken by the kids who were eager to wake their dad also so that they could show me my gifts. Kory, bless him, had been dyinggg to tell me what my gifts were for a few days prior and almost crumbled a few times but had promised his dad he’d keep it as a surprise for me and he did. (Just about – had he had to wait any longer I think he might have exploded!) He did really well to hold it in for as long as he did though.

R had even gone to the effort of decorating the house for me with balloons and banners. I couldn’t believe it. All this effort just for me. I received some really beautiful gifts from R and the kids too. In particular, R had bought me a crystal jewellery making kit that I’d wanted for a while and Kory chose me a candle (because even the kids know how much I love a candle) and the cards I received from them had lovely, meaningful messages inside. Especially Kory’s card that he chose for me from him and Kora as it pictured a superhero mum on the front who he thought looked just like me. After opening all of my cards and presents, R made breakfast for us all before taking Kory to school for me. I was a little upset that Kory didn’t get to spend the entire day with me but I couldn’t let him have the day off as he’d been off school all week the week before with chickenpox and I didn’t really want him missing any more school – but I did get to see him once he come home from school again which was nice.

The day and the gifts didn’t just end there either. I received so many other nice cards and gifts from my family and friends too. My mum bought me lots of bath stuff, candles and wax melts, she knows I love anything like that and R took me shopping for the day while my Nan and sister took care of Kora for us. We went shopping for me but guess who ended up buying lots of things for the kids instead… That would be us. We’re hopeless and we always say we won’t but we always do.

We made the most of our very rare child free time. We went to Starbucks and actually sat down to drink! Our! Drinks! Most of the time the kids come shopping with us so it’s not often we actually get to sit down and enjoy our drinks, it’s usually more of a dash and go job! After that R took me to Pandora for a beautiful ring I had seen, he also surprised me and bought me two more charms for my Pandora bracelet. A lion head and a best mum charm. Then we went to Primark while I had a look around. R despises Primark but as it was my birthday he obliged LOL. We finished off by going to Five Guys for something to eat and drink before heading back home.

It really was the most amazing birthday. R always makes sure my day is really special. I love him and the kids so much. I owe a big thank you to all my family and friends for all their cards, presents and birthday wishes too. It means a lot to have so many people show they care, I feel incredibly fortunate to have so many people make an effort just for my birthday. I feel lucky to have each and every one of them in my life.

Here’s to being 27!

Thank you for reading all about my birthday.

Kirsti, xo

I’ve missed my blog

So I know I’ve been away from my blog for a short while – again and i’m not here to make excuses for that. I would love for my blog to be a success as well as something I truly love, who wouldn’t want to be able to do something that they love every single day but at the same time, my blog is my hobby and I don’t want my blog to become something I feel obliged to do. For me, that takes the enjoyment of writing away from me. I simply write when and if I can and whenever I feel compelled to write or if I feel particularly inspired and if people want to read what I write then that’s amazing.

The truth is, life has been a bit hectic for us lately. We’ve had a lot on and it just means that I haven’t had the time to sit down and write anything. Of course if I want to make something of my blog then I should prioritise my blog and set time for that but as a mum with kids and pets to take care of and a house to run, it is easier said than done. We’ve had a wall knocked down in our house, you can only imagine the mess, we’ve decorated which with two young children running around has been quite crazy and then Kory caught the chickenpox and had to have a full week at home off school. (But more on those later… Perhaps for other blog posts.) Having the house renovated and decorated and then Kory being poorly didn’t exactly leave me with a lot of free time and I missed my blog. I truly missed writing, sharing how I feel and interacting with you guys.

There was a couple of times when I sat down to write something but I just could not think what to write, I think like my house at the time my thoughts were all over the place and I couldn’t put thoughts into words and think what I wanted to write. Then with having so much else to do, I think my motivation was elsewhere but now that we’re a bit more straight again at home and now that Kory is feeling much better, I hope I will be able to share another blog post with you all again soon.

So, that’s all from me for now. I just wanted to pop on here and explain a little bit about my absence. I know this blog post was short and sweet (like me LOL) but for those of you who actually read what I write, hopefully I will have something to share with you again soon. In fact, I will. So much has happened since I last wrote anything that I need to catch you all up, don’t I!

For now, take care and as always, thanks for reading.

Kirsti, xo

How Kory finds life as a big brother

I was watching Kory and Kora play together this morning (nicely for a change!) and it got me thinking:

  1. How amazing he is at being a big brother
  2. How lucky Kora is to have such a caring big brother
  3. How lucky they are to have each other
  4. How blessed I am to have two beautiful children

Now don’t get me wrong, it isn’t always sunshine and rainbows in our house and I’d be lying if I said it was. Truthfully, it can be like world war 3’s begun sometimes and I often here ‘MUUUUM, she’s just touched me!’ MUUUUM, she wants to play with MY toys, tell her she can’t!’ Usually right before Kora starts to scream the house down and one pushes the other over. But seeing them in those moments when they are genuinely getting along and listening to them play nicely, it really is heartwarming to see and makes me so proud as a mum and so proud of them.

Especially Kory.

Becoming a big brother can be hard but from the minute we told Kory he was going to be a big brother, before Kora even entered the world, he already loved her so much. He would always talk to my tummy, cuddle my bump and ask all sorts of cute questions about her. He couldn’t wait to become a big brother! People often commented throughout my pregnancy with Kora and would make comments such as ‘you’ve spent so much time with Kory just the two of you, don’t you think he’s going to be really jealous once she’s born?’ And I wasn’t worried about that at all, not one single bit because no-one knows Kory better than I do and I knew he wouldn’t be jealous of her. I knew we had nothing to worry about and I knew he would be the best big brother to his little sister. And even IF he was jealous, that’s only natural and we’d deal with that situation as best as we could when the time come but he’s never been that way with her.

We did lots of things to prepare Kory for his new role as big brother. We spoke about it lots, we took him to pottery and got him to paint a unicorn for him to give to Kora once she’d been born, we continued to do the usual things he enjoyed with him, both me and dad spent a lot of time together with him and each on our own as well and once Kora was born, we involved him in as many ways as we could. We would ask him to help us change her nappy, dress her, fetch bottles and he loved being hand ons with her. Of course having a baby means a lot changes but we did try our best to keep everything as ‘normal’ as possible for Kory and I really think we did a good job of doing that. He’s never felt left out or less loved, he’s never not had as much attention as his sister, they are both spoilt. Not with material things (okay – maybe a bit!) but with love.

Kory is honestly Kora’s best friend, biggest protector and most loving big brother a girl could ever wish for. As their mum, it is a privilege to watch them grow up together and see how close they are, they really do have the most beautiful bond, they are so alike it’s crazy! I hope they always remain this close with each other even as they get older.

Kory, you are the best big brother to your little sister. You are both so lucky to have each other. You will always be my first born, my first love, you are the one who made me mama but my heart is big enough for the both of you always. Kora, you are equally as special as you are my last baby, my last baby love, which means I want you to stay my baby for even longer!

Mummy is so proud of you both. To the best big brother and to the best little sister I have the pleasure of raising. I love you both all the world.

Things don’t always go to plan

Sometimes things don’t always go to plan and that’s okay. On Sunday it was Easter and I had lots of things planned for us to do, I had the day planned out exactly how I wanted it to go and I was ready for a fun filled day with my family. Except nothing turned out the way I imagined it would.

Every year on Easter we have our yearly Easter egg hunt at home and lots of other Easter traditions we usually follow. We had our Easter egg hunt on the morning of Easter Sunday as we always do, the kids were so excited to see that the Easter bunny had been and it was wonderful to see how happy they were finding all of their eggs that were hidden around the house. But everything else that followed that day all went a bit pear shaped after that…

We’ve all had a bit of a cold (just to clarify – not Covid! Tested negative) and it seems I was putting a lot of unnecessary pressure on myself for us to have the ‘perfect’ Easter despite feeling a bit sh!tty. After our Easter egg hunt, I’d usually make a start on the buffet we usually have for dinner, there’s usually lots of party food, cake and treats for the kids but I simply couldn’t find the motivation to make one this year so instead the kids just ended up having a lunchable to eat. After that we played some games and it was soon time for tea but instead of our usual Roast dinner I would normally make at Easter, I just ended up making the kids some frozen fish fingers and smileys faces for tea as I just felt I couldn’t be bothered going to all the effort of making a dinner when my head was banging.

At the end of the day when it was time for the kids to go to bed, I was kicking myself for only doing the bare minimum of what I had originally planned for the day until Kory turned and said to me ‘Haven’t me and Kora been really lucky today.’ And that’s when I realised that:

1.) My kids are amazing.

2.) That I did not need to hold myself to an unrealistic standard.

Since then I’ve had some time to reflect, things don’t always go to plan and that’s okay. I’m allowed to take a step back and cut myself some slack. And that’s what I’m here to tell you. Don’t be so hard on yourself. As parents, we already juggle enough without giving ourselves a hard time. We owe it to ourselves to stop comparing ourselves to others and what they may have/do and focus on our own lives.

It really did not matter that our day did not go exactly the way I planned. The kids had ate that much chocolate they weren’t arsed about the party food and Kory always complains about having to eat my roast dinners anyway. In fact, they probably preferred the fish fingers and smiley faces!

I guess what I’m trying to say is that sometimes we can only do what we can, we cannot pour from an empty cup, forgive yourself for being human, everything does not need to be accomplished all at once and sometimes when you think you’re failing, you might just actually be winning.

Things aren’t always going to go to plan and that’s okay.


Hello everyone! Yesterday was Easter Sunday and I hope whatever Easter means to you, even if it just means ‘Sunday,’ I hope you all had a wonderful day.

Easter for us means family. We know the story of Jesus and why people celebrate Easter but we aren’t particularly religious so for us, Easter means family. It means family because R has a longer weekend at home with us and we all get to spend lots of time together as a family doing lots of fun things.

Since Kory’s first Easter we’ve sort of made our own Easter traditions that we have each year. We always make lots of Easter crafts on the run up to Easter, we bake, we always have our traditional Easter egg hunt around the house after the Easter bunny has been, we have party food for dinner and I usually make a roast dinner for tea. That was the plan for yesterday too however sometimes things don’t always go to plan… But that’s for another blog post.

What I loved most about Easter this year was that not only did I get to see the excitement on Kory’s face when he realised the Easter bunny had been, but I got to see the same look on Kora’s face too as she was old enough to join in with the egg hunt this year as well. As usual, they both ended up with a LOT of chocolate as not only do we buy a couple for them but so do our family and friends. Which brings me to my next point… I seen so many people complaining on social media yesterday about the amount of eggs people had chose to give their children on Easter and I would just like to say, it should not matter whether someone gives their child 1 Easter egg or 100 Easter eggs. I am sure the children will be happy either way – I know if I gave my children one egg each they’d have been just as happy. That is that parents individual choice and although some might say we go all out at Easter, I would not judge someone for not ‘going all out’ as that is nothing. to. do. with. me. Since when did everyone have an opinion on everything others do. Stop concerning yourself with what others do for THEIR children and if you’re a parent, focus on doing what you think is right for your own child. It doesn’t matter what others do. I don’t post a picture of my children’s Easter eggs to say ‘LOOK HOW MANY EASTER EGGS MY CHILD GOT!’ Or to make others feel bad. I have a lot of family and friends on social media who haven’t been able to see my children over Easter this year and have bought them gifts so I thought it would be nice if I could upload a picture to show them everything they got for them to see. If you’re a parent and it doesn’t make you feel good for seeing someone post a picture with how many eggs they got their child, let’s say they bought them a truck load and you’re not in a position to do that, please do not make yourself feel bad for that – Easter is not a competition and it is not about the Easter eggs, as long as you and your child had a nice day together, that’s honestly all that matters. Or if you’re a parent who has bought their child a truck load of Easter eggs – that’s okay BUT if you’re judging others for not buying their children as much, then you need to think about what that might be teaching your children. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that anyway!

So, yeah. We had a lovely Easter yesterday and I hope you and your children all had a lovely day as well, whatever your plans may have been.

Do you celebrate Easter? If so, how do you choose to spend the day? Do you have any of your own Easter traditions? Please let me know by leaving me a comment. Thanks!

For those of you that celebrate Easter, happy Easter for yesterday and for those of you that don’t, happy Sunday!

The Lonsdale’s, xo