I’ve never been one for standing still or being complacent. While I’m grateful everyday for the things that I have and the things that I have achieved, I’m always looking for the next step, the next opportunity. Over the years, being freelance has meant that I’ve had to fine tune my methods for getting motivated. It’s very easy to succumb to reality TV and not getting dressed when you don’t have an office to turn up to everyday so, I figured I’d share my tips with you… Continue reading
A couple of weeks ago, I got a DM on Instagram from a lovely mum asking me if going freelance was a good idea. She wanted to know whether, as a mum, it made your life easier? Whether I could spend more time with my kids? Whether it was more flexible than a PAYE job? “What where the pros and cons?”, she asked.
1.00am: Fall into bed following big work event. Automatically count the potential hours of sleep available to me. If I haven’t pissed the sleep gods off I might, might, get 6 hours. Do a mini fist pump. Continue reading
Anyone else struggling with the childcare/work juggle? Anyone? Anyone? Of course you are. Whether you run a corporation, a blog, a small business or a household, getting time to yourself to manage the admin is not easy. Building a business from your kitchen table sounds idyllic but in reality, by the time you’ve cleared away the breakfast plates, scraped the Weetabix of the table with a pneumatic drill and tried to create a space conducive to getting shit done…you’re exhausted. Continue reading
You may or may not know my history, my story, my journey to the place I find myself in today. It’s not straightforward and its littered with questionable choices, terrible outfits and a frequent lack of direction. One thing that has always remained though was my propensity for hard bloody work. I’m a Yorkshire lass and, quite simply, you’re not allowed to be a Yorkshire lass unless you’re a grafter. From my first job at 13 right up until the job I do today, I’ve always given it my all and I’ve always worked. I took it for granted that I would always be able to do that, if I wanted to…not anymore. Continue reading
I know lots of mamas just like me. These are mamas that work but don’t go to work. These are mamas that work with a baby on the boob. They write emails while making banana porridge and use the temporary silence that Octonauts brings to bash out a day’s worth of work. They build empires via their smart phone in the spaces between naps and nappies. These are the stay-at-home-working-mamas (SAHWM). This blog is for you. Continue reading
How lucky we are as women today, right? How awesome is it that we can go to school, study what we like, vote in elections, build a career, own property, marry who we want, make a family, go back to work, earn our own money? I mean, honestly, when Emmeline Pankhurst donned her sash, raised her placard and demanded the vote for women, how on earth could she have known what she started? Continue reading
Earlier this year, eBay published research that revealed ‘Mumpreneurs’ were responsible for generating £7.2 billion in our economy. That’s some pretty impressive apples right there, no? A mum and a success? How on earth are they able to manage a family, a nappy bag and a business? Goodness me. Whatever next!?
Holy shit balls. You know how they say that it never rains but it pours? Well, sometimes it does both and then throws in some hail and the odd snow shower for good measure. I’m swamped. I’m stressed. I’m worried that I’m losing my fucking mind! Continue reading
I chose to have children so the commitments and responsibilities that I have to fulfil every goddam day are totally and utterly of my own making. I get that. I’m not complaining about how busy I am…I’m complaining about how busy other people insist on telling me they are. Continue reading