Did you miss me? | A round up of life’s latest calamities!

It’s been so long since I’ve had a chance to sit down and write anything. Life has been a wee bit crazy and unexpected so my blog has had to take a back seat. Hopefully things are beginning to calm down now, pleeeese! I’ve had to do far to much ADULTing!

As I’m a bit rusty I’ve decided to ease myself back into blogging by filling you in on what’s being going on in my life. 

So here goes…This little one broke his arm at a Combat class. He did a proper job of it as well. Three hospital trips down, including an overnight stay and a visit to theatre for the arm to be manipulated back into shape…wince…things are finally starting to calm down. Time is just needeed for it to heal now, fingers crossed. 

Jed has been so brave especially considering how bad a break it was. Me I’d have cried like a baby but he didn’t once. He’s also had lots of visitors from well wishers so the house has been very busy. 

Between all that my husband and I squeezed in some time to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary. On the actual day we had to cancel the plans we had to go out. So, instead we got the kids to bed, and then shared an Indian takeaway and a bottle of champagne I had won at bingo back in March. Classy! I did get to finally watch the film The Host, which for me is a treat as it is one of those rare occasions the film was my choice. 

We did actually get out yesterday for a celebratory lunch and it was worth the wait. We had a gorgeous meal at our local Jamie’s trattoria. 

Sorry I have no food shots as much to the husbands delight he was allowed to eat his food hot for a change without me rearranging the table for an impromptu photo shoot. I wonder if I can get away with that being his anniversary gift? 

We went to see my eldest perform her exam piece for her BTEC performing arts diploma. 

They performed a scaled down performance of grease which was such fun to watch. She played Jan, and did a brilliant job of it. She’s nailed the American accent. PROUD MUMMY MOMENT! 

She has been at last minute reahearsals and performing all week. Tonight is the last performance. Fortunately tomorrow is Saturday so she can have a lie in. The poor girl is shattered! She has a taste of how tiring the world of musical theatre really is. 

Again no pictures, sorry, as it’s an exam piece we weren’t allowed to take any. 

I can show you this awesome bag though that my husband bought me. It certainly matches my cheeky sense of humour. I shall be posting a full blog post about it tomorrow. 

So that’s what’s been going on in my little world. I’m off now to finish cooking the dinner. 


#MummyMonday – The one with the hide ‘n seek fail!

Yesterday was a lovely sunny Sunday, prompting us to take a family walk over the nearby woods and playing fields. All was going well, we had bought ice creams, taken customary Instagram shot and no one was squabbling. Yay happy times! 


Ice creams eaten, we went into the woods, the youngest then wanted to play a game of hide ‘n seek. Okay all sounds like a bit of harmless fun, right? Yup, that’s when it all when a bit wrong. 

Jed was going to hide first, so off he went. We could see he hadn’t gone far as Mummy and Daddy were cheating watching him in the reflection of each other’s sunglasses. My Husband had watched him go off behind some trees so we were loudly making a pretence of checking behind some of the bigger trees we knew he hadn’t gone behind, stupidly confident that we knew where he was hiding. 

Hang on a minute though, WHERE THE HELL IS HE? He was literally there a second ago but had vanished. 

Jed is 9, so he’s not a baby anymore, he is my baby though and I still struggle not to think of him as such. My baby had just vanished!

I kept saying to my husband,

“he was there, he can’t have got far”

so we carried on looking. After what felt like a very long ten minutes, but was probably only five, the panic started to set in. We literally had no clue where he was. 

Our eldest who is 14 was starting to get cranky and was unhelpfully shouting her head off. 

“Jed this isn’t funny anymore, come out”

Yes thanks for the help darling, that’s going to make him come out from his hiding place, NOT! 

At this point off we had set in various different directions (thank technology for mobile phones, no one else was going to get lost) calling his name and pleading with him to come out. Nope, still no sign of him. 

It was getting to the point my brain is starting to tell me he’s been kidnapped, yes I was really starting to panic. 

Thank god this was not the case though. 

The little Bugger can run! 

He had done a complete 180 on us and had run round the outside of the woods and across playing fields to the other entrance to the woods, Mummy and Daddy were looking in completely the wrong place.

It  was our other son, along with some school friends who found him in the end, after being dispatched to help find him. Thanks boys! 

Fortunately all was well, and Jed hadn’t even realised the panic he had caused. Mummy and Daddy though were very close to calling the police and reporting him missing. 

Just imagine that phone call! 

‘Um yes officer, we were playing hide and seek with our 9 year old, and now we’ve lost him’ 

Not my finest moment as a parent! 

At least I can see the funny side of it now. Though I’m not sure if I will agree to a game of hide ‘n seek in the woods again in a hurry. 


30 Day Flat Abs Challange – My experience 

So it’s been a while. Life has been a wee bit hectic revolving around job searches, interviews and general running around after the family. I haven’t forgotten about my blog I can assure you. Case in point, here’s my update for the #30daysflatabchallenge. 


 I have mixed views when it comes to my experience of this challenge. I didn’t finish it, so technically I failed, but I have found it beneficial. Long term readers of schoolrunbeauty.com will know that I have had problems with my back and left hip/leg. This is where I hit a bit of a snag with the challenge. I physically could not do some of the exercises. In particular the double leg lift and criss crosses. 

Notice the similarity with the two exercises, they both involve extending the leg from the hip. My left left just kept getting stuck. I tried forcing myself through the excercises but ended it up in so much pain I couldn’t excercise at all for a couple of weeks until the nerve irritation had settled down. For me, it just isn’t worth me doing these two excercises. 

I am pleased that I was able to complete the rest of the excercises and have seen some good results. I replaced the dropped excercises with a plank which I hate doing but is really effective. I always feel that my abdominal muscles have a great work out once I have completed them. 

So my opinion of these thirty day challenges? Great if you don’t have any underlying injuries or conditions, but if you do, definitely be more cautious about trying one out. If you are lucky enough to have a personal trainer or are under a doctor speak to them about it first. They may be able to help develop a challenge that is not going to cause further injury or the wrong kind of post work out ache. 

I may not have finished the challenge but I don’t feel this has challenge been a fail for me. I have leant some new excercises that are more effective than a basic an crunch and I will continue to do those. 

Have you tried a 30 day excercise challenge before? What was your experience? 

#Mummy Monday – New Year Mummy Resolutions 

Happy new to you all!! I Hope you all had a great Christmas. 

Today most of my kids are back at school so hopefully I shall have more time for getting back to blogging. Yes I’m aware I’ve been a bit MIA. 

Put it this way, since Father Christmas visited every time I turn my back the kids have trashed the the house again with their new toys. I tidy it up to what is as near to spotless as I’m ever going to get and low and behold the little buggers do it again. Aggggghhhhh!!! 

Whilst we are on the subject of mummy issues I thought it would be a good time to share my new year mummy resolutions. I’m going to stick to them this year as well, honest!!

  1. I will not make you late for school. Yes I’m terrible at this, I am soo not a morning person. Thank God it’s winter and I can get away with rolling out of bed and shoving a bobble hat on my messy bed hair. No one needs to know I’ve barely managed to drag a brush through it before the school gates are opening.
  2. Baked beans on toast will not be passed off as dinner. Or anything else on toast for that matter! I am rather guilty of using the excuse of Daddy is on lates you don’t need a real dinner. Yes sorry you deserve more of an effort. 
  3. I promise not to dish your food up on plastic plates anymore. At 8, 12 an 14 I’m sure you can cope with a China plate. My excuse? They have been at the top of the plate pile for years and I’m too lazy to get the China ones from bellow. Ummm, may just have to hide the plastic ones. 
  4. Hunting for clean socks and pants in the morning is no longer necessary. No I’m not going to be on top of the washing, don’t be daft! I’ve bought you all new ones instead so you now have double the amount. Yes I’m one of those, no clean undies? Oh well must be time to buy some more! 
  5. I will not pinch you chocolate. Yes sorry, but sometimes my pre menstrual cravings get the better of me. In the same breath if I do I won’t blame it on daddy anymore. Ha ha, the poor man has taken the blame so many times.  

So my darling kiddies we will see how long this lasts? No longer being late for school…..umm about a week! 

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The Perils of having a ‘resting bitch face’ when your shy!

Hello, my name is Katy and I suffer from a terrible case of shyness. I also happen to have a resting Bitch face. The two combined, well they are a bit of a disaster really. 

People that know me well will probably find that statement hilarious, because once I get over that initial hurdle of breaking the ice you can’t shut me up. I’m a terrible chatterbox, to the point it has often got me in trouble. 
My best friend, confessed to me drunkenly several years ago that when we first met at college she thought I was up my own backside. Apparently I had that look about me. This ‘Resting Bitch Face’, coupled with the fact I struggled to talk to anyone other than another friend I knew from senior school already and had started the course with, meant that this was the vibe I was giving off. In reality I was desperate to make new friends but my shyness was creating a barrier. 

It was only having to do joint course work that helped to break the proverbial ice. 

This was the case also when I started my last job. I put my head down and got on with my job well but didn’t really talk to any of my colleagues. It took a long time for me to relax and be comfortable talking to them. Once again several years down the line it was confessed to me that on first meeting some of my colleagues they thought I was ‘stuck up’. 

It’s breaking the ice that is the problem. Approaching someone and making that first contact terrifies me. I can’t think of anything to say, and I’m scared of being blanked or thought of as a loon. 

At the school gates I stand alone waiting for my Son to come out of class. I see all the other mums laughing and chatting and wish I could be part of their little groups. 
It ridiculous I know, but now my Son is in year 4 it’s just awkward. The initial opportunity for making mum friends has passed. Instead I find myself head down avoiding looking like a complete loner by pretending I’m busy doing some thing on my phone. Lame!!

A while ago I attended a social event with my Husband that we only knew one or two people. On this occasion I actually got a bit upset. People always seem to be drawn to my Husband, and he seems to find it easy to meet new people. This was the case then. 

Me on the other hand I just felt invisible, it wasn’t so bad with him by my side as he will try to draw me in to the conversation. He can’t be there all the time though, i.e he’s going to need the boys room at some point. I will find myself stood off to stage side feeling like a moron. 

On this occasion I actually brought this up with him, questioning what was wrong with me. Why don’t people want to talk to me? 

His response?

“Well I don’t mean to sound mean but you do have a bit of a resting bitch face, and your shyness doesn’t help you” 

Oh crap!! So yes, around new people I’m socially inadequate. 

To make the situation even more laughable when it comes to social situations I have a habit then of drinking one too many to calm my nerves. The effect of this? Verbal diarrhoea!! I must annoy the hell out of people, I’m drunk though so don’t usally notice. Oh and I happen to love everyone I meet and get embarrassingly mushy. Sorry if you’ve been on the receiving end of this!! 

Starting this blog is something that I’m hoping will help break this battle with my shyness. It’s slow going though, lets just say I’m taking baby steps. 

Where possible I join in with Twitter chats, it’s easy to come up with something funny and witty to say when you can edit it first. 

I have been to a few events where there are  other bloggers I will have chatted to in blogger chats or I know have read and commented on my blog and vise versa. 

In real life though making that step to say hello at an event for the first time is terrifying. I’ve chickened out on a few occasions and probably seem like I’m blanking them. I’m not I’m just been a moron and letting my shyness get the better of me. 

That ‘resting bitch face’ doesn’t help either as it doesn’t exactly invite people in. I’m nice I promise! 

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Stop banging on about contraception!

Well….Everything about that statement is rather controversial, but hear me out on this one. 

I’m a women in my 30’s, I’m married and have three children. So I’m pretty sure I know all about the birds and the bees by now. 

Yes okay I’m of child bearing age and don’t exactly want to be having anymore children, I’ve said that in the past on here. However every time I go to the doctors for something completely unrelated I get the same old chat. 

Doctor: What contraception are you using?

Me: Errr..Condoms

Doctoe: Are you actively trying for a baby?

Me: …err nope. I wouldn’t be using the above if I was!

Doctor: What about the pill, have you considered that?

Me: I’ve tried most of them it sends me crazy.

Doctor: Have you tried the mini pill?

Me: Yes same as the above, lets describe it as irrational behaviour inducing. I can’t take the pill! 

Doctor: Really?? Have you thought about trying a coil? 

Me: Tampons irritate me there so there is no way anything else is being inserted in my private bits. (Sorry major over share). This is an actual conversation i’ve had to have with the Doctors , both male and female. Big big cringe! 

Hubby and I are happy to leave things as they are thank you. 

It’s the same scenario every time I visit the  Doctors. 

My sister is 29, I’ve brought this up with her and she has exactly the same experience. Visit for (insert ailment), lets start pushing contraception on you. 

Why is this? Is it because of our age? Are they on commission? Is there some box they have to tick on their computer saying they have discussed this? 

Whatever it is it drives me insane, if I wanted to discuss contraception with you Doctor I’d have brought it up already. 

I get that unwanted pregnancies are serious, but I’m not a teenager anymore I don’t need constantly reminding to be careful. 

I’m also not sleeping around with random men, besides even if I was my old fashioned condom method has that covered anyway. 

I want to know whether this is the norm for everywomen or whether it’s because I’m on certain medications. 

Either way it is not only annoying but can be really embarrassing. 

Do you experience this when you visit your Doctor? Does it bother you? 

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Why we should be Celebrating those small achievements 

Yesterday I hit a goal that I have been working to for what seems like  a very long time now. To some this achievement may seem very minor but to me it was big. I managed to run on a treadmill for ten minutes consistently without taking a break.

Now I know to some people ten minutes, approximate distance 1.75k at my place, this is a very small achievement but I have have had to work very hard to achieve this.

Why? This time last year I couldn’t walk without the use of crutches. I had a twisted pelvis that was causing a curve in my spine and also trapping the nerve that runs down the front of my leg. Walking was excruciatingly painful and very slow I was not running anywhere.


Things had gotten so bad I had to leave my job as I had exhausted my allowed sick leave. Working as coffee barista on crutches just was not an option. I was at a point in my life where I felt I had hit rock bottom, even though I actually hated that job!

I’m not going to lie, for a while I felt very sorry for myself and was wallowing in self pity. My life felt like it was completely on hold and I was angry at how unfair it seemed.  I wasn’t someone that you would want to be around at that time.

Something happened in my life though that changed that, I can’t even say what exactly but a light switched on and I was ready to start clawing by life back. I didn’t want to be that person.

I was lucky to be put on a pain management program that involved alternative therapies such as acupuncture and ultrasound massage. This got me to a point that I was ready to begin physiotherapy and rehabilitation.

The process has been very long and I have had to take baby steps on my road to recovery. At times I would be in so much pain I didn’t want to do my exercises, other times I would push it too far only to cause more problems and regress.

The whole process has been a huge learning curve. I have always been someone that hates to ask for help, or listen to advice for that matter. In this though I had to a) listen to medical advice and b) accept help when needed.

What I have learnt is how to listen to my body and what it needs. This had meant eating properly and allowing myself to put weight on.

What’s that saying? “Strong not Skinny”

This is my mantra now. Meaning focus is on eating well, and training to increase my bodies strength.

So yes this may seem like a small achievement to some, but to me it has been a big one. I chose to announce that achievement to all and sundry on Facebook as I was so proud of myself. I actually got a bit emosh when I finally achieved it, as I had fought so hard for it.

My goal may have been small but it’s one I’m celebrating. Why? Well it feels good and I’m discovering that positivity is catching. The more positive my outlook on life the more positive people are towards me.

So I say celebrate those achievements no matter how small or insignificant you think they might be. That little goal is just another step further towards achieving something big. If you’ve worked hard for it it deserves a celebration.

What has been your big or little achievement of late that you are proud of?

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Mummy Monday – Parental advisory recommended 

I had one of those moments the other day when I didn’t know quite what to say. What do you say when you child comes out with something they really shouldn’t?

My 11 year old son was happily playing on the Xbox when he came out with “I’ve just tea bagged you”.

What??? my husband and I just looked at each other with a “did I just hear that right?” 

We calmly asked him to repeat what he had said, er yes that is exactly what he said. 
Oh dear me, what do you say to that? I know for a fact we certainly have never come out with that around him, where did he get it from from? 

We explained to him that he really shouldn’t be saying that phrase without explaining what it actually meant (we asked him if he new what it meant and he said no). There was no way I was expaibing that one. 

Where do you draw the line though? When I was a kid that would have been a standard bar of soap in the mouth moment. I have to confess aswell that even though it shocked us we couldn’t help laughing out of earshot. That is the last thing I expected my child to come out with. 

The question the whole incident has raised though is how do you deal with indesirable language? I don’t want to draw attention to it, but in the same breath I don’t want to run the risk of him coming out with it at school. 

For now we have explained to him that what he said refers to something very rude, but I really don’t want to explain to him what it actually means. My thoughts are drawn between should we explaining to him why it is something he shouldn’t be coming out with i.e. Do you explain what it actually means, or just tell him don’t say that it’s rude? 

My instinct tells me I want to keep him as innocent for as long as possible, however he is starting secondary school in a few days and I know that innocence is limited. 

For now I feel I have a set standard that I can enforce but how do I extend that beyond the home? Is it naive of me to think that I can? I don’t know? I would like to think that I could encourage my children to refrain from such language but who knows  what they get up to when you are not around. 

I don’t think it helps that the boundaries with which films are  rated are no where near as strict as they used to be. What is now a 12 certainly wouldn’t have passed as that when I was a kid. 

Right now I’m settling for setting clear boundaries of what language is exceptable in the home and what isn’t. I know there is going to come a time when that won’t be so easy. 

How do you deal with bad language? Do you ignore it or would you explain to your child why they shouldn’t be saying it? Help a shocked mummy out here, please! 

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August Favourites

I haven’t actually done a favourites post in a long time, I think maybe June or even May was the last time. I’m on the ball this month though so let’s get started on sharing the things I have been loving in August.



I am constantly battling with rubbish skin that’s prone to spots and of course that other holy grail the key to anti-ageing. These two products from The Bodyshop’s Teatree range have been helping with the skin clearing aspect of my skincare needs. 

I have been using the Tea Tree skin clearing toner £5 in both the morning and the evening after I have cleansed. It had really helped without drying out my skin. 

The second product I use in the evening before applying my serum and moisturiser. This is the Tea Tree Night clearing Lotion £10. A little pricey but it works. I always keep my eye out for when the Bodyshop has offers on, so I can make a saving. 

In fact I have just ordered both of these products from my friend who is a Body Shop party rep as it is 50% off for the duration of the bank holiday. So if you know someone that is a rep nows the time to order. 

Moving on to Make-up, this next product I love love love! This is the Bell Cosmetics BB Mouse Make-up. I have a full review which you can check out in the post here.

The second make-up item is the Romantic Smoked pallete from Make-up revolution. I love the range of mauve shades, particularly the mattes. Priced at only £4 as well it’s a bit of a steal. If you want to sea this swatched then check out theirs post here

Lastly in beauty are these nail art polishes from L.A.Colors. They make nail art so easy even for someone with a wobbly hand like me. I managed this design all by myself using these. Processed with Moldiv

The easiest place to pick these up is from EBay as they are a US brand. 


I have just finished watching the entire Sons of Anarchy. I’m sad to see the end of that show, I loved it. I have to say the last series though was rather depressingly brutal. I’m nit sure if I would have ended it the way they did either. If you’ve seen it you know what I’m talking about but I won’t ruin it for those that haven’t. 

My next Netflix addiction is turning out to be Orange Is The New Black. I’m only on episode 4 of season one but I marathoned that in one sitting, good going! 

So that’s a round up of my current favourites. What have you been loving through out August? 

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Your Never too Old to Learn something new

I was scrolling through my Facebook feed the other day and came across a picture of a lady in her 80’s having a go at throwing a pot. I didn’t look to closely at first but just noticed that the lady  in the photograph really looked like my Nan. Only on closer inspection I realised it was indeed my Nan. My auntie had shared the picture and captioned it ‘never too old to try something new’. Everything about that picture had me going ‘wow’, It was inspiring. 

There have been so many times when I have doubted my capabilities and thought that I had missed my chance in life. 

I think we look back at our days at school and think that what we achieved there is set in stone and cannot be improved upon. I didn’t go to university but straight out into the world of work. It wasn’t a great Job either, I took a waitressing job as a temporary position, till something better came along. Shortly after this though I fell pregnant with my Daughter so any career hopes were put on hold. I was to have 3 children by the time I was 25, my life was dedicated to being a Mum and just taking Jobs that fitted around the kids and my husbands career. 

I’d be lieing if I said I was completely happy with how my life had panned out. There were times when I absolutely resented my husband for the fact that he had achieved  what he wanted out of life. I often felt that I was the one making the sacrifices and he was living his dreams. Actually though he just had the get up and go to push himself to achieve his goals. He said he was going to complete a Triathlon, and guess what he did it not just once but so far he has completed four. 

Really the only person holding me back was myself. It was about breaking that mentality that I had missed out on opportunities. I have   done a lot of soul searching in the past few years and finally realised this. 

So far I have enrolled with Open University to study for a BA in Business Studies. My grades so far are good. I’ve surprised myself by actually how good. 

Starting this blog has also been a huge learning curve. Who new I could build a whole website all by myself?  With that has come new skills in the form of learning about SEO and coding. A year ago I couldn’t have imagined myself doing this, but I am, and learning new things every day. 

I’m also teaching myself to knit, that’s coming along slowly but I’m improving all the time. 

Next year I hope to complete a mini triathlon, providing I keep on top of my leg/hip injury. 

The moral of the story though, it’s never too late to learn new things. Life may throw the odd curve ball at us but ultimately if we push ourself we can achieve those dreams and goals. My new attitude is Dream, Plan, Do! 

If my Nan is still learning new skills then I can too. That picture on Facebook has reminded me of this. The only thing that is going to hold me back is my negative attitude, I’m just going to have to keeping batting that away. 

Don’t ever tell yourself that you are too old to learn a new skill. That desire to learn is the first building block in achieving your goals. Age is irrelevant and that saying “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks” it’s wrong because this bitch is owning it right now! 

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