In The Powder Room Competition!

http://www.inthepowderroom.com/

I have been shortlisted!

Right, firstly forgive the crudeness of this posts format I'm trying to make Blogpress work for me but basically it's crap.

This is such huge news for me I had to share it with you anyway I could.

A few months ago I wrote an article for In The Powder Room and it was really well received. I then felt all cocky and entered their competition for a resident blogger ( also the Flip camera was a big incentive! ) anyway, I've only been bloody shortlisted!

Today they will be posting an article all about me and my entry to the competition, to my horror I think they are showing the entry email we had to send saying why we should win. I know my efforts were shocking and I AM hanging my head in shame.

If you enjoy Mumra and you want me to be wearing this face forever, pop over and give me a vote, I'll be your best friend!

No more Cybermummy nerves.

It's the big day on Saturday, the date all 'mummy bloggers' have been waiting for, Cybermummy 2011. I am lucky enough to be attending thanks to my wonderful sponsors Maclaren who I am proud to represent after them proving themselves as the No1 commuter buggy in my new life as a London working mum.

I have written previously about my concerns and nerves around the event but the big news is I am actually feeling confident. This year I have attended several events and met a few of the other bloggers I have cyber mingled with and you know what it's not so bad after all.

I think I have got a bit more perspective now. I have realised that I don't need to meet everyone, that I don't have to make sure everyone likes me, some will, some won't.

I'm going along for myself and I'm going to have a great day.

See you there!

Silent Sunday

See the other Silent Sunday entries at Mocha Beanie Mummy.

The Gallery - Dads

I haven't been able to do The Gallery for weeks and I'm having withdrawal symptoms. This week I'm taking part via my iphone as I could not resist. The theme is Dads and I'm sharing this photo of my Dad with Tabitha during the first week she had joined our lives.

He is the proudest of Grandparents and she called him Grandad properly for the first time this week so I think that deserves celebrating.

Dont forget to pop over to Taras blog Sticky Fingers for a look at all the other entries.

Buggy Hell!

Once upon a time I rushed around London like a mad woman zipping through crowds, jumping onto trains as doors closed around me and squeezing onto jam packed tubes snuggled under a strangers armpit.

Things have changed now I have a buggy. Now people step over me as I try to get off the train like I'm a stationary vehicle that doesn't want to get off the train myself. People avoid eye contact as we approach steep stairs that I cautiously bump my 18month old child down in her pushchair.

Some London stations have gaps wider than my buggy wheels allow and when the doors open I have to call out to someone to help us down, once I tried alone to disembark and dropped the back wheels down the gap. Tabitha was wedged between the train and the two front wheels balanced precariously on the platform. No one came to our rescue, I had to recover the back wheels and shove the buggy forward while I jumped down from the train to stop her zooming off down the platform.

My daily work journey involves no less that 100 steps to heave the buggy up and down, on the plus side I shall have biceps of steel and have no need for the gym. On the down side my chiropractor bill will be higher than gym fees.

Is there any point to my rant?

Yes, next time you see someone struggling with a buggy on the train or the tube ask if they would like a hand.

My money is on them saying 'Yes Please!'

Silent Sunday

Silent Sunday

An Update...

Due to moving house I have no Internet connection and am attempting to use an iPhone app for my photo posts but it's just not doing it for me on the writing side of things.

I will be back never fear. I have rants galore tucked up my sleeve, a house move to London, back to work full time and a child started nursery, I'm gagging to get my blog in flow again.

Don't give up on me. I miss you guys.

Mumra. X