Blogging Hierarchy

I kid you not, here in the land of “UK parent blogs” there is an underhanded bout of “I am bigger and better than you”

I know, I literally feel like I am back in school.

I will say however, most are very supportive and willing to offer advice and not jump on you for asking a simple question, or asking for support. I have met some immense people recently. 

However today has well and truly ticked me right off!

This land of blogging is far vaster than the few hundred here in the UK, you might be “known” here, however is does not deem you important enough to act like a spoilt child and throw your toys out of the pram in order to get your own way!

In-fact if you see yourself as a “big voice” what use is that voice if you use it for nothing more than putting people down and dictating what people can and cannot do? Surely a big voice should be used to encourage and help people?


There are thousands of groups on-line where bloggers come together to support each other, to RT someone or give them a +K on Klout or like a Facebook page, this is not illegal, it is seen as supportive and a way of reaching new people. 

However people who deem themselves higher up, like to take it upon themselves to shoot people down and make things seem underhanded, when in-fact, they were far from it.

I for one am sick of listening to it, I am going to carry on my blog, for me and the people I reach. I won’t be getting involved with these people any longer and I don’t intend to listen to a word they say. 

If they find it in themselves to start bitching and bad mouthing me, then shame on them, they really need to get a life and stop this play ground madness.

No-one has the right to say what a blogger can or can’t do, its my blog and I will do whatever the hell I like with it, if I want to write about the seeds in jam or what colour socks I wore I will! 

Rant over 🙂

Is There Any Hope?!

Aaahhh hope, right now its all I have.

I-we need help, I have looked into the motherly crystal ball and seen the future, its not bright and its not orange, its noisy and its demanding. 

Thats right, I own one. I made it happen and I have no idea how to put it right.

Its loud, its annoying and its really is relentless.

Yup, Pops. She’s spoilt.


She wants for everything (when really she owns it all or does not actually need it) It turns out giving her everything and happiness really are two different things.

I know how we got here, what I need to know it how we get back?

Saying no is easier said than done when you are stood in the middle of Argos which a tween who thinks she has to have a new toy. A toy she does not need or really even deserve.

I want things to start being important to her, I want them to mean something to her.

I know its our fault, but it is s easily done.

I think the only choice I have is to but my foot down (preferably not in dog shit) and try and make it better whilst I still have the chance.



Advice to make it better would be greatly appreciated!!!!


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Simply Spoilt!


The eldest.

Has become a nightmare.

I know what you’re thinking, it’s my own fault etc, part of me would agree but the other part wouldn’t. I try to simply, make her happy and make sure she never goes without. The odd thing here and there turned into something new every time she went out, although now we have seen the error of our ways and stopped the endless gift giving, other family members have not.

They know who they are.

Yes, I get it, they love her and its there right to spoil her, however she is getting beyond the little madam stage and its vile. 

Her sister, obviously has everything Pops used to have, so we really haven’t had the need the buy her anything, which makes me feel worse. 

So we have the decision to halve her Christmas presents, we already have them so we will simply put half aside for her birthday, which essentially is a genius idea. 

For Beboo, she will simply have a few bits and we will keep hers aside too.

Is this okay?

Am I a horrible Mother?

I just want her to appreciate things and know its worth.