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BigJigs Rainbow Rattle & Garden Bead Box review

A photograph of a baby boy sitting on a striped blanket in a garden and playing with the Bigjigs Rainbow Rattle - Bigjigs Play Patrol Rainbow Rattle and Garden Bead Box - Mrs H's favourite things

I’m delighted to announce that we’ve recently been chosen to be part of the Bigjigs Play Patrol. Bigjigs is a brand that I have loved and admired for a long time. I always prefer, where possible, to support and buy from brands that have been founded in the UK and have been built on strong ethical roots. Bigjigs was started in 1985 by Peter and Liz Ireland. Peter and Liz are still Directors of the company and have now been joined by…

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Motherhood My family

A letter to my children

A photograph of two children, a little girl and her baby brother, sitting inside a tee pee and smiling adoringly at one another - To my children on mothers day - Mrs H's favourite things

Dear Little Miss and Little Mister H One of my greatest fears is that you will never know how much I love you. That you won’t understand that I feel truly blessed to have you in my life. You and your Daddy are my world. My life. You are my favourite of all my favourite things. Sometimes I am sad, or tired, or grumpy. I might snap at you or raise my voice. I may be doing jobs when you wish I…

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Little Mister H

Little Mister H at eight months old featuring Sgt. Smith

A photograph of our eight month old baby boy wearing a grey and yellow striped personalised dinosaur babygrow from Sgt. Smith, sitting up, starring at the camera, blowing a raspberry and with a very cheeky face - Little Mister H at eight months old - an update - Mrs H's favourite things - featured image

Our little boy is eight months old. He is growing up too quickly. Months pass in the blink of an eye. And the newborn days seem far behind us. Even at eight months old, Little Mister H seems to be approaching toddlerdom at a rate of knots. I wouldn’t be surprised if he starts walking before he is a year old. But in the meantime I am treasuring every moment with our precious little munchkin. And he is such a joy to be with.…

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Finding happiness

5 Life Lessons from La La Land

A still from the movie La La Land. This photograph is from a scene of Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling dancing in the musical movie La La Land - In love with La La Land - Mrs H's favourite things

As soon as I saw the trailer for La La Land I knew that I had to see it. So on Tuesday, Little Mister H and I went to a special Mummy and Baby showing . And OMG, I bloody loved it! I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say that I’m obsessed. Since Tuesday I’ve listened to the soundtrack on repeat. And I’ve even pre-ordered the DVD. I’m not going to bore you by telling you why I fell in love with La La Land. The genius Mark…

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Mental health

The Stalker

Two shadows of people appear on a pavement one slightly behind the other like they are a stalker - The Stalker - Mrs H's favourite things

I have a stalker. They've been a menacing presence in my life since I was 20. And since their appearance during my second year at university, there has been no escape. They've been every where I turned. Every where I looked. They threatened my life. And they filled me with self loathing and hatred. Setting me on a path to self destruction.…

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Finding happiness My family

Our Advent 2016 Bucket List

A photograph of a branch of frost covered red berries _ Our Advent 2016 Bucket List_Mrs H's favourite things

For Little Miss H's second Christmas I compiled a list of activities for us to do during Advent. Last year I planned to do this again but unfortunately it did not happen. I was so anxious during my pregnancy that I wasn't able to concentrate on anything else. This year everything is different. Little Mister H is almost five months old. Little Miss H is now at pre-school. And I am in a much better place. So once again I plan to…

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Mental health

Being alive

14 years ago today, I woke up in hospital. I was still alive. The night before I had taken numerous packets of ibuprofen in an attempt to kill myself. I can't describe in words the desolation I felt that I had not succeeded. That I was still alive. That I had to carry on living with the endless turmoil and numbness of depression.…

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