My Top 5 Father’s Day Gift Ideas

Lifestyle

Fathers Day is this Sunday and seeing as it’s the hubby’s first, I have been trying to find the best gift to offer on behalf of our little angel (and me I guess).

Because I got quite a fab Mother’s Day gift (he read a blogpost I wrote and knew what I wanted), I knew that I couldn’t just settle on the typical gifts that fathers tend to get on this special day ( not that there’s anything wrong with these either). Anyways, like a lot of online shoppers, I love the website http://www.notonthehighstreet.com because it does exactly what it was on the tin. If I can be honest, I literally spent around 2 hours browsing the site because it has long lists of pages and I wanted to make sure I clicked on each in fear of missing out on the perfect gift. I can’t be the only one guilty of this, right?!
Anyways, mummy and homely duties were awaiting me, as well as a 3,000 word university assignment I’m struggling to write so I had to get a grip and narrow it down to my top 5.


1. Personalised Football Team History Book – £50: most men are football fans and mine is no exception. His favorite team is Arsenal (I have my own personal opinions on this) so I thought this would be a perfect gift for any footy dads out there. The book includes actual news stories about the ram, with actual newspaper reports, dating as for back as the 1990s. Oooh and they’ve also got one for American football!


2. Personalised Father’s Day Photo Frame – £29.50: I’m really into photo frames and use them as part of my home decor to get a more homely feel. This gift will be perfect to frame that special moment captured in a picture. The frames come in various size options that can be positioned and personalised in a portrait or landscape orientation.

3. Personalised Cuflinks £29: last weekend we attended a friend’s wedding and I must say I love a man in a nice shirt and suit. These cuff links are perfect for those special occasions or even for the office dad who wears a suit everyday. And…they can be personalised with the children’s names and date of births (provided you only have 2, hahahah)!

4. Father’s Day Mug £9.95: like most, I have no problems with giving and receiving traditional gifts parents tend to get on their respective days and a mug is one of those. I thought this ‘World’s Best Dad’ mug would do the trick and is very affordable for those on a budge, which is a plus.

5. A letter to Daddy Poem Print £14: for those who want to let their dads know how much they are loved in poem form, this gift is perfect. What more, the poem can be personalised and the price is not bad.

So there you have it. I haven’t decided which one to get just yet because I really want to get all of them but I might settle for one or two.

For all my father followers, I wish you all an amazing Father’s Day. Know always that you are loved and appreciated.

P.S. this is not a sponsored post. It is 100% my own opinions and views on the products.

Love,

Lilia

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How I’m Being More Organised

Lifestyle

When I first started blogging, I made a deal with myself to write and post at least twice a week and I was keeping to this deal until recently when everything started happening at once and I’ve been left overwhelmed. 
Baby girl recently had a virus which lasted about two weeks and on top of this I have gone back to school to complete my second degree (why do I do this to myself right?) and with everyday life being super mum, super partner,etc. I’m literally left wishing there were more hours to the day than simply 24 hours. Of course that won’t happen so I while I can’t do anything about that, I have found a way to be more organised and stay afloat. 

1. Batch Write – now that I think about it, I’m sure most bloggers already do this but hey ho. I usually just write a pice and post it and do the same again when I feel inspired/in the mood to write. This does mean that my posts are never scheduled which I think they should now be. I’ve therefore decided to start writing 2-3 post in one sitting so that when everything gets on top of me, I can just post what I already have at my disposal. Smart, right!

2. Schedule EVERYTHING – batch writing won’t happen if I don’t actually have a clear schedule of when it should be happening. This is the case for everything in my life right now so I have decided to have certain days to do certain things, for example Mondays are for laundry and Saturdays are food shopping and so on and so forth. 

3. Buy a planner – I’d like to think I have a very good memory. I mean I remember dates like a computer and I hardly forget things that need to be done BUT ever since I’ve become a mum I’ve realised that I can’t always rely on my memory because things happen so often and so quickly that I’m now forgetting some of the things that need doing, like making sure I don’t miss a GP’s appointment or remembering to make an important call. 

4. Stop Procrastinating – as much as I know this is a terrible habit I have to admit that I sometimes procrastinate…..A LOT. This is not so much on small things that take little time to do but on big things that I know I need to do like folding and ironing the never ending mountain of laundry, blogging and doing my university work. I need Jesus to help me at this point, really!!!

5. Make the most of baby’s down time – my baby’s been napping like a G these days. I don’t want to jinx it but she’s having like hour and a half hour naps during the day and of course she goes down at around 8pm at night. As much as I’d like to consider this to be my ‘me’ time, I understand that I can’t spend it all watching Real Housewives of Atlanta (unfortunately). I’ve now started dedicating an hour or two at night to doing some school work and preparing for assignments in advance so I’m not doing everything last minute. 

6. Make time for family – the other day I was telling the hubby about all the things I need to do and plan to do and he replied by asking where he and the baby fit in all this and I can’t lie, it made me feel really guilty. Plus I’ve found out that his love language is quality time (just my luck). I now need to make sure that I acknowledge his love language and schedule quality, uninterrupted time like going for walks, having a picnic, making sure we all eat together as a family, etc. On top of that  I’ve decided that Sundays are for uninterrupted family time just to put the cherry on top!

I’d love to hear tips from other mums about being more organised as parents, wives, businesswomen, etc because I’m trying to be this woman who slays at every aspect of her life so holla at your girl.

Love,

Lilia 

Why I Really Wanted A Boy

Lifestyle, motherhood, Relationships

I’m the oldest of a combined eleven children (yes, you read that right!) from both parents and if God asked for my choice, I’d choose to have an older brother. Why, well I know I could not have an older sister because I doubt we’d get on much but an older brother always seemed like a good idea. He’s be my protector, he’d fight for me and he’d hurt any boy who dared break my heart, hahah (no, but seriously)! 

Anyways, my wish to have an older brother was pretty impossible because let’s be honest, had my parents had me when they were teenagers so having older siblings could not happen because I was it! So why did I do? I wished for the next best thing and that was to have a son first. If God was listening, I figured I might as well ask Him although I was sure I’d be happy either way! 

This was true until a month before I found out I was pregnant, I buried my 18 year old brother who was murdered in a knife crime. He had just turned 18 so evidently his death sent me in a dark place. Not just because of its untimeliness but also because he was 10 years younger than me. I couldn’t and still cannot fathom the idea of such a young life being lost. I sometimes feel guilty that I get to live and he will never get to be my age or older. 

So when I found out a month after his death that I was pregnant, I saw it as a sign that this was God’s doing and that I would be having a boy…to compensate for my brother’s death somehow. Now that I think about it I understand how crazy it sounds but grieving does crazy things to a person and although I didn’t know it then, that was my way of trying to come to terms or make sense of his death. 

I was so sure that I was having a boy that I completely disregarded the 50% possibility that it might actually be a girl. I started referring to my bump as he/him and if anyone asked if I knew what I was having, I’d pretty much say I think it’s a boy! 

To further cement my belief, I would only search for boy baby names and eventually settled on the name that I knew for a fact I’d name my son when he was born. From then on, I started referring to the bump by its boy name!

Being as it was my first child and seeing as I ‘knew’ its gender, I wasn’t particularly bothered with finding out the baby’s gender but the hubby wanted to know so he could start buying clothes and stuff ( there was very little unisex colours for some reasons) and so I thought hey, for confirmation sake…why not! 

My anomaly (and opportunity for a gender reveal) scan was at 21 weeks and unfortunately the baby didn’t want to open its legs so we were rebooked for another scan at 23 weeks because the sonologist ( I think that’s what they’re called) wasn’t able to check for everything at the time anyway. 

We were back again two weeks later and for some reason I started feeling a bit nervous. I mean yes I believed I was having a boy but what if I wasn’t? Lo and below I was informed with a 90% certainty that I was having a GIRL! It hurts me to say this now but my heart completely sank. It wasn’t the news I was expected. Damn it, it wasn’t the news I wanted. I had just lost my brother and found out I was pregnant a month later so it could only be a boy because it was God giving me back what He had taken from me…..surely!

I hardly spoke again that day and later that evening, I cried like I’ve never ever cried before in my whole entire life. I cried because I finally realised I had to accept that my brother was gone and that he wasn’t coming back. Yes, he had only just turned 18 years and yes it was so unfair that he wasn’t given an opportunity to live a full life but he was gone and the baby boy that I was holding on to….in memory of him wasn’t actually a boy. How could God do this to me!!

I then cried some more because I felt guilty. Guilty because my now daughter might think that I wasn’t happy to be having her when God knows I was. I’d always known I’d be a mum and to have that come true was the biggest blessing of my life. I cried because I was acting entitled and ungrateful. Maybe I blamed God for not protecting my brother enough and therefore it was only right that He redeem Himself! I have spoken to the Man upstairs about this and asked for forgiveness since then, but at the time this was my thinking.

I remember telling my dad the news and he said he had a feeling all along I didn’t understand why he want just as upset but what he said to me changed my perspective completely. My dad told me that we are but souls and souls do not have a sexy/gender. God did just what I asked Him. He gave me a soul for the one that was lost and the truth is that He wasn’t obligated to do it. He didn’t have to bless me with such an enormous blessing but He did. From then on, I was just happy that I was having a healthy and happy baby. 

I was also able to finally grieve my brother properly and accept what had happened. He wasn’t coming back but he’s a soul and souls never die and so he’s within and amongst us always. 

More than anything now, I’m grateful that I get to raise a woman. A future wife and mother. I’m so fortunate to be entrusted with such a responsibility and yes I now want twin boys next ( I already put in my request with God) but it has nothing to do with my brother anymore and if God had other plans, I’d be just as happy as I am now. I love my daughter so much and I couldn’t imagine having any other way. 

Love,

Lilia 

Reflecting on 2016

Lifestyle, motherhood, Relationships

          As we reach the last day of 2016, I wanted to take a moment to reflect on what a year it has been and also my goals for the coming year. 

          To say 2016 has been a year of change is an understatement. This has been both for the good and bad. For me this year started as a nightmare as I lost my younger brother in January – two weeks after his 18th birthday and on the day of my partner’s birthday. The thing that hurts the most about his death is that he wasn’t sick but died from a stab wound to the neck.

          I still play back in my mind the moment my father broke the news to me. Part of me also died when my brother died and I honestly didnt believe there was anything that could take place in 2016 that would make me feel better about this year but God had other plans. About a month or so after my brother’s death, I fond out I was pregnant. 

          I had not been trying and it wasn’t something I thought would happen so soon but I took it as a sign from God that although he has taken away something so valuable to me, he’s also given me something just as valuable and taken me to the next stage of my life. My brother is irreplaceable but my daughter’s birth has helped me find joy again.

          To me 2016 feels like the shortest year of my life. It doesn’t feel like I’ve gone through the full 12 months at all. My only memories of 2016 has been of a death and birth and I’m so grateful to God for both. 

          I’m grateful that I was blessed enough to have had my brother for 18 years, although I still feel that it wasn’t near to enough time here with him. Nonetheless, I’m grateful for the time we spent together and the memories I have of him which I will treasure in my heart until we meet again. I’m also grateful and thankful to God for choosing me, as unworthy as I am, and entrusting to me such a responsibility as to be someone’s mother. To experience the miracle of childbirth and the joys of motherhood. 

          I’m also grateful for life in general. Life isprecious  and so so short. We often think we have time – time to follow that dream, time to travel, time to do that course at university, time to say I love you to loved ones. The actual truth is that our time here on earth is limited so there’s no point in putting off things that we want to do or achieve or putting off our time with family and friends, thinking there will be a next time. 

          I don’t want to set resolutions for the new year. Instead I want to live each moment of the rest of my life as deliberately as I can. I want to deievrately love, laugh, enjoy my family and all the blessings that God has bestowed upon me and those which are awaiting me in the future. I want to stop and smell the roses more often. I want to take more pictures and make more memories. I want to travel with my daughter and teach her what I know. I want to be the best partner to my other half and the best friend to my friends. I want to strive to be the best version of me everyday and to praise God more, in any and every circumstances.

          To everyone out there I wish a prosperous, healthy and happy new year, filled with Love, joy, patience, compassion, success and good healthy because we are all here but only for a limited time so as cliche as it may sound, we need to grab it by the horns and live it to the fullest!

          Happy New Year 2017!!

          Love, 
          Lilia

          Finally blogging!

          Lifestyle

          To say that I’ve been wanting to start a blog for some time now is a major understatement. Ive spent years trying to convince myself why I should blog (because I love writing and I think I’m kinda interesting….ish) whilst using the same amount of energy to talk myself out of doing it. Why exactly?? If I’m honest I’d say it’s fear. Of what exactly?? Lord knows!

          You see I’m a perfectionist but more than that I’m a control freak and though I’ve always loved writing, i’m my own toughest critic when it comes to anything. Gone are the days when I was a care free 13 year old who didn’t care about grammatical errors or trying to please anyone. I guess that’s because I didn’t write for an audience. I wrote what I felt only I had access to my notepads as diaries. Blogging however exposes one to the big World Wide Web and all the trolls that come with it. Truthbe told…that can be scary.

          What’s changed,you asked? Well, there is something about bringing life into the world that gives one the impression that one can do anything…..kinda like superwoman. So I’m nervously writing this post at 3am as I hold my one month old daughter who doesn’t yet understand that night time is for sleeping because I realise that I owe it to myself to do what I love….dammit I owe it to my future readers who I’m sure will appreciate me sharing.

          I started this blog to document my life as I experience the joys and challenges of motherhood for the first time whilst trying to juggle life, love and everything in between. There will be errors if all kinds and I’ll still critic myself harshly because that’s just who I am but for the first time in years….all that matters to me is that I just WRITE.

          So hop in and enjoy the ride!

          Love,
          Lilia