It all started with a sewing machine.

A Janome 7025 to be precise.

About a week ago I finally stopped whining, took a trip down to JL and well here we are.

I tried my hand at blogging last year, that didn’t go so well…

Whilst I really enjoyed writing all of 5 posts, sh*t hit the fan and well the blog was an obvious thing to let slip — along with almost everything else.

No more.

I have resolved to get back into it, but I didn’t want to talk about being a mama all the time, I wanted something for me. I want to talk about my new hobby, episodes of Grey’s Anatomy (I’m up to season 7 b.t.w), my love of skincare — about bloody time, books I’m reading, YouTube videos and maybe even the very ‘homemade’ cakes I like to bake.

I tend to do most of the above when Ava is sleeping — let’s face it, toddlers and sewing machines do not mix well.

So, I’ve got my sewing machine, I’m desperate to start writing again, but I just can’t think of a good enough name.

Queue my twice weekly food shop.

Picture this: Me — 5'2", carrying 7 rather heavy bags across a car park (we haven’t even made it to the stairs); Ava — 20 months, wailing like a banshee because she doesn’t want to carry the bag she insisted on bringing out.

Needless to say, lots of thoughts, lots of words, none particularly pleasant — bad mama — and that’s when I thought about how nice it would be to lug this stuff inside whilst you were sleeping…

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