Beware of the Blogger..

Lifestyle bloggers, Fitness bloggers, Parenting bloggers (hello!), MUA’s….is it just me or does it feel like every time I check my news feed a new blogger has been born? Moseltaf!
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It is no secret that the Blogging industry has certainly seen an explosion over the last few years, and oh how the industry has changed. Blogs used to be quite simple – a Web page that was regularly updated by the user with creative or conversational content. Now they are a minefield of social media channels and it is a lucrative industry. Blogging can be so much fun; for me it was a way of avoiding the isolation of being a stay at home mum and embracing my love of writing. I enjoy discussing every day parenting topics and having a good old giggle at life’s mishaps. I guess what you see is what you get.
But is this the case in general?

Hmmmm…

Sadly, no. Not everything is as it seems. And at the risk of becoming the blogging “whistle blower” and being excommunicated from blogging “cliques” everywhere I am going to divulge my pet peeves.

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To me, being a blogger means writing articles, pieces etc. I am amazed at the number of top bloggers that actually write nothing. Well, nothing longer than a quick quip about something they tripped over in Penny’s. Sorry, but if you don’t blog then you are really not……? You fill in the blank here.

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Snapchat
Leading on from my previous point, I have taken a major dislike to Serial Snappers. What I mean by this are the Bloggers who do 90% of their work on Snapchat and again, do not write anything original. Now, I absolutley love watching some people, example being Material Boy – always something interesting, thought provoking or just down right hilarious. But what I loathe are those that Snap about making cups of tea, every angle of their baby, more tea and their feet as they walk. Is that really Blogging?

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#ad
Now this is a hot topic. ASAI are finally starting to crack down on Bloggers by monitoring those that do not disclose that they are being paid to promote a product. Basically, if you are paid to say you like something, you need to say so or type #ad so your readers know. Transparent enough right? Nope. We have a grey area. What about if the blogger was sent it for free? Then they don’t have to use #ad. Sorry, but if you get a freebie, you have been influenced.

The amount of bloggers that fail to do this is incredible. And imagine the amount of “reviews” that you have watched that were actually adverts? I have to mention one person whom I love for their honesty – the Beautiful Truth. Her reviews are so genuine…sometimes, she doesn’t like things and says so – my god, the absolute horror!!!! 😂

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Affiliate linking is another to watch out for. “Go to my blog and purchase the product from there”. Absolutley totally legit, but be upfront about it and mention that you are making cash from it maybe? Basically if you click on their link, they get a small percentage of the sale. As opposed to going direct to the website of the retailer and purchasing from there. (Snazzy eh?)

I guess everything has its ugly side, and it almost turned me off the whole thing on a number of occasions. But it also helped me to re-look at why I do this and get back to doing what I love the most. (You may be seeing a whole lot less of me on the Snapchat.)

It is a shame that there are so many fantastic, talented bloggers out there who have built their business from scratch, who work hard to write their pieces, and then a few bring the industry down.

What do I want you to take away from this?
Open your eyes.
Question how REAL something is.
Are you watching a sales person?
Are you comparing yourself to someone  authentic?

Continue to enjoy us Bloggers, but maybe take it all with a pinch of salt. 😉

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Congratulations……

Join me in thinking back to when you announced your first pregnancy…..

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“Oh my god, that is sooooo exciting!!!” is the most common response, followed by squealing, excited hopping and over zealous hugging. It’s definitley one time in your life when you are made to feel like the only pregnant woman on the planet – and rightly so.

Now, pop out another one.
Grow it a little.
Then stick another bun in your oven.

“We’re having a third!!”

The reaction for the most part looks like this.

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What is it about anything over two pregnancies that creates this ambivalent reaction? It’s like a reserved happiness with a hint of concern for your mental health all wrapped up with a Sheldon smile.

I have had some interesting responses to the announcement of our family expansion. Some of my personal favourites include:

“Oh, wow – I thought you guys were kinda done..”

How could we be “kinda” done? Yeah no we are almost done, just going try for a turkey this time.

“Jesus, you guys really don’t take a second do you?”

Ah we do. The 4 year old (with autism) and the 1 year old (with attitude) wash, dress and feed themselves, are learning to drive and always pitch in with the housework. It leaves loads of time for us to just have sex all day and make babies.

“Another one? Ah c’mere ye would want to have yer tubes tied”.

I kid you not. This was actually said. Meant in some kind of warped, harmless fashion. I responded to this reaction in a manner that would bring tears to the baby jesus’ eyes. And he’d be bawling if I typed exactly what I said here.

Additonal to that, we very much had an all round ‘less enthused’ reaction this time. Which left me a little flat I have to admit. But then again, it is to be expected. I guess people have grown accustomed to seeing me looking like a coffee addicted, worn out mess and are used to smelling poo in most of the rooms in my house.

But still, just a little squeal would be appreciated?

After all, I am doing that little miraculous task of growing a full human in me, while keeping two mini humans alive and feeding a grown up one. (Who just so happens to be a bottomless pit. Must be from all the ‘trying’).

Yes, I am super sensitive and hormonal. But all the more reason to break out the trumpets and call the City Hall when I announce I am with child!!
Hello?? I am fricking amazing like!

Alright, maybe not. But at least find it within yourself to avoid a mildly apathetic response, sense my excitement and get on board.

To wrap this up on a positive, I also had some truly wondeful reactions – pure happiness, tears of joy, shared excitement. But none of those made me want to bite someone so they don’t get a blog post. 😊 They were appreciated though.

Heed the warning folks – embrace your inner Hallmark card the next time someone tells you “their news”. Regardless of how many bulletins they have shared!

Ah that’s an Old Wives tale!

You’ve all heard them; that thing your mother/grandmother says that makes you roll your eyes. (But you secretly do as they say in case it is true). Some are outrageous, some just make good sense. I’ve rounded up some of the ones I’ve been told over the years from the various, ‘wiser’ ladies in my life….

Knife on the floor, man to the door.

I dropped a knife one day and my mother in law announced this little gem. The postman called alright.

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Itchy feet, walk on new ground.

Or maybe it’s just time for some foot powder?

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If a cat turns his back to the fire, it’s a sign of rain.

This is Ireland. So if the above is true, all cats do this all of the time.

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If a baby has a cough, beat the white of an egg and feed it to them on a silver spoon.

Raw eggs, to a baby. Really?

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Hiccups are the sign of a thriving child.

Im my experience it is a sign that Daddy did not wind the baby as he was asked.

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Bang your elbow – bang the other one for good luck.

WTF???

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You’ve got to love the Irish Mammy 😊😊😊

Space Wars – Return of the Mammy

A long time ago, in a supermarket far,far away…..

A mammy, accompanied by her two apprentices, Darth Toddler and General Newborn entered the galaxy of shopping trollies and groceries. Rain pelted down on the millennium Corsa, making the journey all the more treacherous. The trio searched and searched for a car space, but much to their dismay; finally settling for a space in Zone d – the neutral zone (also far, far away).

Armed with baby carrier, mammy had almost completed her mission. One last challenge – get her crew back to her ship/hatchback in the rain without a pneumonia inducing soaking. With stealth manoeuvres befitting of a ninja, mammy began to hoist Darth Toddler, secure General Newborn in the carrier and make for the Corsa. But then, she saw them……

The Evil Empire. Parent and children car space. Two workman on lunch break (hot chicken rolls in hand). Eating in car. No children in sight.She reached for her lightsaber…..

If I had a light saber that day, or hurley come to think of it, I would surely have used it. Does it not bother anyone else when lazy, inconsiderate drivers use spaces they shouldn’t? I find myself checking for car seats in the back of cars in those spaces lol.

Have you ever been guilty of this? Or just feel like a rant too?!

Bugger off Gina Forde

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A baby over ten weeks, weighing over 10lbs and with no medical issues should be able to sleep through the night……the baby sleep bible according to Gina. I type this as I sit, almost paralysed by fear, baby monitor up full blast, waiting for the ‘stir’. She’s 3 months old, so I decided it’s time for her to start going to bed. Part of me is thinking what is the point? She’ll wake after 30 mins and be up again. But I have to be brave; for the sake of my sanity, my relationship, my dark circles under my eyes and that bottle of wine I opened 2 weeks ago but haven’t been able to savour!

When did you start putting your little one ‘up to bed’? Any funny experiences?

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Bugger off Gina Forde

A baby over ten weeks, weighing over 10lbs and with no medical issues should be able to sleep through the night……the baby sleep bible according to Gina. I type this as I sit, almost paralysed by fear, baby monitor up full blast, waiting for the ‘stir’. She’s 3 months old, so I decided it’s time for her to start going to bed. Part of me is thinking what is the point? She’ll wake after 30 mins and be up again. But I have to be brave; for the sake of my sanity, my relationship, my dark circles under my eyes and that bottle of wine I opened 2 weeks ago but haven’t been able to savour!

When did you start putting your little one ‘up to bed’? Any funny experiences?