Do YOU have a landline? (Home Phone)

Hopefully you've read the title of this post; I want you to answer the question in your head with a simple yes or no answer. Do you have a landline in your home? Don't give yourself anything else to think about other than a straight forward answer. You may wonder why I ask such a random question? The reason will either already be a precaution of yours or it will be something you didn't ever think about until this post. I'm doing this post for those people, I was one of them too...so let me explain what I'm rambling on about here.

I was laying in bed a few nights ago just about to drift off into the land of nod, when suddenly I woke up in a panic remembering I hadn't set my alarm for the following morning:- I always set an alarm regardless of my plans the next day, am I the only one who does that? I was alone as Reese was away and not getting home until very late that night. As I picked up my phone I realised the battery was dead. A thought plummeted into my head, one I'd never thought about before now. I have no house phone and I repeated to myself 'I am alone'. How do I get help in an emergency? Then began the over thinking mum panic...
In a case of emergency : 
How long would it take my phone to turn back on after a dead battery?

What if I've misplaced my phone? In a panic there is NO time to be searching around the house. I know me personally I loose my phone three times daily, at least. Even if the case is luminous green.

What if something terrible happened to Penelope in the time my phone was out of battery? 

Would I run to the neighbours house? Then that brings the risk of leaving Penelope alone when I could be giving CPR or other such aids. Are they even going to be IN!? There's no sure answer.

Should I run into the street and scream? I hear screams outside my house a fair lot and never have I gone to the window or door to see whats going on. I'm usually cooking dinner with a toddler round my ankles so it'd be inconvenient for me. If I don't go to check, who's to say anyone would answer my screams.

Having a landline 

If you had a non wireless house phone there would be no risk of misplacing it, or it running out of battery. That is if you had one that WAS NOT a wireless handset. Otherwise you can still loose the darn thing or it would run out of battery from being off charge. It defeats the entire concept of my message.

It is easier to call 999 as you simply have to pick up the handset and the dial tone will begin ready for you to dial. With a mobile phone what child would be able to unlock your mobile phone? The password option is enabled and they don't know the code. If they miraculously get passed that stage then it's the matter of finding the dial option on the phone and ringing 999 for the emergency. I know no young child would be able to work that out quick enough to save my life or if at all.

If you used a non wireless home phone that plugs straight into the phone line a child of a much younger age can begin to learn to basic steps of learning to call for help. I'm sure you've seen the videos on Facebook of tiny three year old girls saving their mothers lives by calling 999.

So this leads me to ask. Why do we not have non wireless landlines in place inside our homes as a standard emergency precaution?  Yes you might get spam calls, yes it costs a fee but if the time ever arouse where you or your loved ones needed to be saved. It'd be worth it, right?

Something to think about perhaps? I know after that night, the very next day we went straight out looking for home phones. 

Let me know what you think?

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Review: Wicked Uncle

Where I live there used to be a whole range of shops you could visit to buy childrens toys; Mothercare and the Early Learning Centre just to name a couple. For some reason they've disappeared over the last few years near me and have been replaced by other shops. This means come Birthdays, Christmas, and days where I just want to treat Penelope I can't find anywhere to browse. 

We were kindly gifted £40 to purchase some toys for Penelope from the lovely team over at Wicked Uncle. I'm sure you've heard of them as they are taking over the online toy world by storm. 

The selection of toys available aren't your usual toys that you see being advertised on tv. Instead they stock a ton of wooden toys. I have to say I have a real love for these. I am always drawn to them. All of their toys are really intriguing and while browsing you just get this 'I want to buy it all' feeling. You don't appreciate having a house of Paw Patrol or Teletubbie merchandise, it is quite nice to have something a little more bespoke and special.

With our £40  we decided to get a beautiful show horse stable. You get 8 great quality horses all of a different breed, which makes for great teaching purposes as they get older. Each of the horses gets its own stall. Above each stall you can personalise the sticker labels that come with it and pick a name for each horse. I let penny choose the names and we had a real giggle coming up with them.

The next toy we went for was the Nutty Squirrel Wooden Balancing game. The point behind the game is to balance as many acorns on the squirrels back as you can before Nutty falls. Now, I can't deny the fact that I was really excited to play this game too, as I am a big kid at heart and balancing games are a secret joy of mine. I knew Penny would love it too of course, so we snapped that up.

Wicked Uncle divide their toys up into categories like 'Outdoorsy', 'Creativity', 'Fashion & Style'. They actually have 13 different categories for you to explore so whatever your little one is into there is surely a special place for you to find all the things they would love.

You can make things even easier for yourself by selecting the gender and age of the child that you wish to shop for. I really liked the fact that the website really tailored to my wants and needs by having a well organised easy structure.

The ordering part was super simple. Now when it comes to online shopping the worst part for me is the checkout stage and that's not because I have to part with my money but more the fact that some sites just over complicate the whole process. Wicked Uncle however kept it really sleek and simple making it no hassle at all to pay. They did have a handy little add on suggestion section when at the checkout almost like they do in shops. You know when you get to the cashier and they have chewing gum or confectionary waiting there for you to quickly add in to your shopping? They have something similar on the go which I thought was quite clever and a very good idea because they really do work.

Another handy service that stuck out to me at the check out was the offer to gift wrap my items but not only that! You could actually select the design of wrapping paper you wanted. I thought it was such a lovely touch, it makes it even more special for the child. Details!! It's all about those little details for me.

I was a very happy customer, my child was very happy with her toys  and so,  for us it was a very good experience and I look forward to ordering more wonderful toys from the Wicked Uncle website.

*I was gifted 40 pounds to choose some toys in exchange for a honest review for Wicked Uncle. All opinions are completely my won.
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What the hell happend this past week

Evening, how are we all? All healthy I hope. This past week I have been anything but a picture of health. Infact the photo below thankfully shows you nothing of what has really been going on during the week. I wouldn't dream of sharing a photo of the reality that was because trust me it was pretty nasty. Snot, sore lips, crusty nose and a pale face with no make up and before you start thinking this is turning into a scary story I'll leave that right there.

I had caught the flu, something I'm pretty sure I haven't had since I was young enough to be hand fed strawberry icecream and forced to take that disgusting spoonful of banana tasting medicine. I've had my fair share of colds but the flu? It'd been a while. I didn't recognise any of the symptoms: a fever, chills, heachache, achy bones, sore throat, and a cough. I just simply thought I was being a drama queen over a cold, the drama queen part is pretty normal I have to admit. So I shrugged it off the first day and just carried on.

The next day however I had to go into Iceland to do a grocery shop, I had a deadline for a video so it had to be done at short notice or I don't think I would've gone that day. Walking round the store I was gagging covering my mouth in fear I would vomit down each isle, yep it was that dramatic. Eyes watering I said to Reese "I need to go home now" so we rushed around to get out of there asap.

I got home and inbetween filming I had to run out the kitchen to be sick, jesus this was not just a silly old cold. Have I got time to be getting sick? God no! I've got a house to run, work to do and a family that depends on me. Flicking my hair back into a pony tail I flushed it away and walked back into the kitchen determined to finish my food haul. I meant business. Having this go hard or go home attitude really set me up that afternoon and I even took Penny to the birthday party that was planned for the day as I didnt want to miss seeing her dressed up as Cinderella.

You can watch the video here: 

We went and Penelope was pretty unhappy as soon as we got there, she was begging to go for a sleep in her grandads car. Thankfully we were an hour early so I went and popped her to sleep. She was really upset about everything which at the time I just brushed off thinking she was just over tired and being particularly hard work. Penelope had about 45 minutes sleep until she woke up, surprisingly keen to get to the party. We went into the hall and she coward away into my arms as usual and her nanny brought over a little plate of goodies to eat. Of course she went straight in and ate a few bits from the plate. The next thing I knew I was being covered in white sick, poor Cinderella was now all in a mess for the ball. There would be no more party as she now needed to get home and get straight into some warm pj's.

Reeses dad dropped us off and I opened our front door while trying to juggle 100 things as you do as a parent. It's a skill I'm sure, one you learn pretty quickly. One foot in the door and Reeses dad says "Erghh" I looked down and saw Penny had just projectile vomited all down my coat, dammit I just wasn't fast enough with the juggling. I hurried in and she was still gagging so I lent her forward trying to show her how to be sick into a bowl. This she didnt grasp at all, but what else do you do?! She's two and just thought I was trying to strangle her by pushing her forwards towards the bowl. It was all a complete disaster as you can well imagine.

To bed with us both, we both felt a little worse for wear after the whole ordeal so we tucked ourselves into my bed and watched a Disney film together. This is where things went downhill for me. As soon as I laid down I felt exhausted and I began to drift off to sleep at a rate I couldn't stop myself. I'd had fallen asleep and woke up to Penelope passing me the contents from her advent calendar?! GREAT that was a Christmas fail (it was only the 3rd of December at the time).

I was texting Reeses mum to say I was feeling rotton as they had text to check we were okay, she even offered for us to come and stay with them as Reese was away and they thought it'd be easier on me if they helped out with Penny, How kind is that? But I was too comfortable and settled in bed at home to wake Penny up too just seemed unnecessary. It was lovely they were so thoughtful though.

Reese was on his way home a while later thankfully as I was close to tears having to stay awake with Penelope who'd since woken up and decided she was full of energy. There's no such thing as 'ill' when your a parent is there? Anyway he got in and immediately we did my temperature. Which was just over 40.0 and I was pretty delirious crying into my pillow by this point.

We checked Penelopes which had also plummeted to 40.0 so all was in the air and we both had some medicine. We fell into a chilled sleep that evening around 6pm and woke up the following day at 4pm. That's the most sleep I've had since well, ever! I've never had a length of sleep like that in my life. We both obviously needed it. Reese was worried sick as he knows this isn't normal for me. I woke up at 4pm to stone cold waffles on the side as he tried to bring me breakfast up that morning but I didnt wake up. Bless him. It was a really rough few days after that.

Trying to get down the stairs for a wee or to get a juice drink because that's all I could stomach felt like it could make me pass out.

Its the 13th December now and I'm still sat here snuffling and coughing away. It's amazing how much an illness can really wipe you out. I'm so set to get back into Decembers festivities and get back to all the fun I had in store for Penelope. Sorry if this post bored you all to death but I wanted to just write and I felt a diary like entry to get it all off my chest as to how how rubbish this past week has been was just the thing. It's written down now so I can really put it to bed and carry on with positive healthy thoughts, onto Christmas.

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I'm explaining..

I'm sat down in bed, nashing my teeth into some yummy dark chocolate with a glass of wine winding down for the evening. I know what I SHOULD be doing, I've got a ton of preparation for vlogmas to get done. Yes-way I am doing it this year by the way, I cannot wait maybe your'll pop over and JOIN US over Christmas? Tonight I'm taking a break, in this moment I just want to write. A life update is in order infact it was needed a good while ago. I've been really absent from my blog for a long while and theres a little love needed back round here. I have a few excuses but I hate to use excuses because it just doesn't ever justify the reason I've been neglecting something I love, blogging.

As your here and wanting to know whats been going on, ill proceed to explain myself. I've been trying to work on my relationship. Parenthood hit us HARD, the initial parenting came easy we are doing a great job there and our Penelope is doing incredible. It's not that. It was the staying connected as a couple part we struggled with, it became really obvious that if we didn't try to make time or put any effort in, we knew we'd end up not being together if we carried on.

So that's what we've been fixing, and we are in a much much better place now. I feel so much better knowing that we spend some quality time together now. We may not get out for actual date nights but cosy nights in with a glass of wine and dinner is good enough for me, right now. I wish we could go out for dates like the cinema, meals out, or go on shopping trips etc but we just don't ever seem to get the child care. There's only so many times you want to ask, anyone else understand this? It's fine though as long as we stick together and communicate how we are feeling then we will be fine and we really are, we are doing great and continuing to get better.

Something else has been underlining my lack of blogging too, I've been working my absolute butt off on my Youtube channel, I'm trying really hard to grow my channel, it means alot to me that little haven of mine. I made this blog to share my life as we ventured into being parents, while it was amazing at first it never felt 'enough'. I love to over share my goings on and I feel like video really expresses what I want to share. I admit I watch vlogs much more than I read blog posts these days. I just connect better watching someones life in video than reading about it. You can tell I don't read books cant you, maybe you didn't know that about me? It's not because I cant read, more that I hate the thought of reading a huge book- lazy cow yes I know that's what your thinking. In actual fact I'm far from that but why read a book over two days when you can watch the film in an hour and a half. That's how I feel towards making Youtube videos, its a better logic to me. It's hard to find a balance between Youtube and the Babyy Pebbles blog is all I was trying to say there. Blimey, I do like go off tangent dont I?!

Last but not least I've been suffering daily with horrendous back pain, I can't even express to you all how bad its truly been. So many evenings I've cried silently in bed not wanting to wake Penny because I'm unable to move and get out of bed. Yep, I get stuck and cannot get up until the pain goes away, it can take 2 minutes or even 10 minutes of unbearable pain. It shoots through my whole body and if I even so much as move my arm or breathe it sends me to tears ALOT. I cant just play around on the floor with my daughter, I have to be careful how I lay down putting her to bed, I put her at risk if I'm on my own with her because if a fire broke out and I'm stuck I cannot move to save us, dramatic I know but thats how real this is, I cannot move. She was sitting on the bed once in a hotel room. Reese nipped out to the car and I got stuck, I was desperately trying to get up incase she fell off the bed, but I just could not. Thankgoodness she was fine but it was terrifying. There was a time where she was pulling my pony tail calling 'mumma, mumma' I couldn't even get a word out to tell her I was okay, or to stop pulling me as it made my pain worse from her pulling my head backwards.

I could go on about the struggles all night, but just know I'm in pain every second of everyday and it fucking sucks arse. I'd never wish this on anyone. But, the good news is I have my long awaited appointment with the spinal surgeon on the 20th December, and I can only hope they help me. I want to play with my daughter on the floor, rough and tumble with her and roll around the carpet playing silly buggers. I want to put my daughter to sleep cuddled up with her not sitting upright in fear of not being unable to get up. Its going to be emotional, I can already feel myself welling up at the thought of walking into the surgeons office and telling him everything. Just relief to tell someone who can hopefully take all the pain away from me, I don't feel like a 24 year old women right now.

So there it is, my poor list of excuses as to why I've been absent. Its just been alot of getting through, and fixing things. God, its amazing what writing your feelings down does for your sense of mind, I feel so much has been lifted off my shoulders. I shall do this again very soon, I've missed blogging, the thing I love but next time...I need more chocolate and wine.
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