Pregnant and Perfect

In America maternity shoots, kind of like baby showers, are a big deal. It seems to be the norm to have one rather than not. I spend a lot of time on online pregnancy support groups filled with Americans so recently my news feed has been flooded with the most beautiful pictures. With hair and makeup styled perfectly and gorgeous flowing dresses these pictures are what every woman dreams of looking like when pregnant. Ordinary day to day pictures just do not live up!

Getting professional pictures taken is an expense that few of us can afford or justify during pregnancy. Any money I have right now is for baby and things that she needs. Hell we probably can’t even afford a new born photo shoot and if we had to pick one to spend our hard earned cash on newborn would win over maternity every time!

Every girl wants to feel like a princess every now and then though and I was getting very jealous of all the amazing pictures while I felt like a troll! So I decided to take matters into my own hands and hold my own personal maternity shoot.

Now I love Jack very much. He’s a wonderful man and he has many strengths. Taking pictures of me is not one of them. If I ask him to take a picture he expects to take one picture and no more. He can never understand why you would want more. When we went on holiday to Norfolk I was desperate to utilise the woods for some pregnancy pictures and ended up with one very average photograph!


There’s only so far that mirror selfies can go towards getting the perfect pic!


So I purchased a tripod for my phone. It comes with a bluetooth remote that links up with your phone or camera so that you can easily take pictures. This is the one i bought:

Armed with my tripod and a couple of dresses from boohoo I headed out into the garden to try my luck. I was so glad I did! Looking at the end results I felt confident and beautiful- feelings which are becoming rarer as I become bigger!



Fancy professional photos are all well and good but for those of you on a budget don’t be afraid to take matters into your own hands! Everyone deserves to have beautiful pictures especially at such a unique and magical time of life! And if your partner is as useless as mine when it comes to taking pictures I seriously recommend a smart phone tripod to ending the choice between grumbling partners and mirror selfies for good!


Charlie and the Silver Bell

When I was growing up both my Dad and Grandad used to write me wonderful stories which they would read to me. Whenever we visited Nana and Grandad I would love hopping into their bed in the morning to hear Grandad’s latest tale. He’d even send me tape cassettes (this was the 90s remember) with stories recorded on them so I wouldn’t go too long without. My favourite stories were about a boy called Peter Edward North (his friend’s called him Pen!).

I love writing stories myself (whenever I get the time!) and i’m so excited to write stories for own little baba. I hope that she gets my love of books because stories can take you anywhere, they introduce you to a whole world of magic.

This is a story I wrote a few years ago for Josh, Jess and Joe. It’s called Charlie and the Silver Bell.

N.B creative license was used here because Charlie never has and never will be a hunter!

Charlie and The Silver Bell

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Charlie loved to catch her owner’s gifts, and leave them at their door.

Birds and Mice, Toads and Frogs she always wanted more.

She loved her owners very much, and wanted them to see

That no other cat would ever love them quite as much as she.


Her owners, on the other hand, were not such a happy pair,

When they saw the little presents they would often just despair!

They talked and talked, and thought and thought, of a way to make them stop.

“Ah ha! At last!” cried Jack, “I have the perfect plot!”


He rushed out and bought a collar with a shiny silver bell,

And they hung it round Charlie’s neck where it would jingle jangle.

“Brilliant!” cheered Carrie, “Now the gifts will cease,

And thanks to you, my smart smart man, the critters will be at peace!”


Charlie loved her silver bell, it filled her heart with glee

To think her owners loved their gifts so much they’d bought a special one for she.

She vowed to work extra hard, to catch them even more

She’d begin right away to leave some at their door.


But try as she might, for days and days, Charlie had no luck.

She tried mice and birds, toads and frogs she even tried a duck!

She knew the animals were mocking her, they laughed from all around

But whenever she tried to stalk her prey they always found her out.


Now a Magpie in the garden, had been watching poor Charlie

He had seen the sparkling silver bell as he sat upon his tree.

“Cat!” he squawked from on his post, “I know the reason why

You cannot catch a single thing, no matter how you try!”

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“That silver bell upon your neck is making quite a din,

And while you’re wearing it you will not catch a thing!

Now I propose a deal with you, I’ll peck the bell right free

But you must make a promise not to try to pounce on me!”


Charlie sat and pondered, could the magpie’s words be true?

She loved her shiny silver bell but she loved her owners too.

“Ok Magpie” she meowed, “I’ll accept your deal today,

You can take the silver bell, and I’ll let you fly away”.


The Magpie hopped down from the tree, and pecked with his long beak

And the shiny silver bell came off with just a tweak.

Now Charlie, who was just a cat, decided to be sly

And with a wriggle of her bum she leapt on the magpie!


The Magpie squawked and flapped his wings and feathers flew around

And the shiny silver bell bounced upon the ground.

The Magpie escaped her paws, and left the garden quick.

And Charlie was left alone once more with a few wounds to lick!


“Oh Charlie look!” said Jack that night, “I found your shiny bell

It was lying in the garden, I nearly couldn’t tell!”

He clipped it back around her neck and gave little a smile

“There you go Charlie dear, no more hunting for a while”.


Now to this day poor Charlie still has that shiny bell,

And no one else will help her after the Magpie did tell

Of how she broke her promise, and tried to pounce on him,

And how she can’t be trusted with hide or hair or limb.


But Charlie’s owners are happy now when they open up their door

Because there are never any presents sitting on the floor.

And the animals in the garden no longer live in fear

Because when Charlie is coming, they can always hear!