Memorable Mother’s Day Wish

by Jada, March 26, 2014
Receiving a email from the lovely team over at my favourite skincare/beauty brand Johnsons about the perfect wish this Mother's Day got me thinking of what mine would be. This year, Mother's Day falls on Sunday 30th March, on Sunday 30th March 2014, my beautiful prince turns eight, so this Mother's Day, it's truly is going to be a extra special day by celebrating two events in one!

Being a single parent, I always buy myself a present and card for Spud to gift to me, I have to help him wrap my present and also write in my card. I know it may seem pointless to spend money on myself, to help myself then wrap the gift up and write my own card, but it's a sad day when you see all the other mother's celebrating it whilst knowing you're not, so for me, it's the only thing to do.

I think if I could have one wish, I would wish for someone to buy me a card, or just to help Spud pick a card himself, and a gift, I can pay, the money doesn't bother me. I know wishes can't always come true, not that easy anyway though so instead I will wait till the day he's old enough and earning his own money to treat his mummy.

The makers of JOHNSON’S® Baby are asking mums to share their ‘Memorable Mother’s Day Wishes’ on their Facebook page, and are offering them the chance to download a special note that they can share with their family ahead of the big day. The JOHNSON’S® Baby brand knows that mums cherish special moments with their children, and the ‘Memorable Mother’s Day Wish’ will help them to create a new memory they will remember for years to come. 

A spokesperson for the JOHNSON’S® Baby brand said: “Mum’s are known for their selfless nature, so it’s no surprise that they aren’t looking for pricey presents to make them happy on Mother’s Day. What they really want is to create another moment that they can treasure forever, one that only a child can give. By making the effort to spend time together, or by getting the kids to make mum a card, it’s really easy to not only put a big smile on her face, but also show her just how much she means to everyone.”

The new survey, which has been commissioned by the brand to help make ‘Memorable Mother’s Day Wishes’ come true, has produced a list of the top 10 things that will make mums happy this Mother’s Day.

What Mums usually get
Their Memorable Mother’s Day Wishes
1. A Bunch of flowers
1. Having lunch together as a family
2. A hug from their children
2. A hug from the children
3. A box of chocolates
3. More time together as a family
4. Having lunch together as a family
4. A bunch of flowers
5. A handmade card
5. A handmade card
6.More time together as a family
6. Voucher for my favourite shop
7.Relaxing bath products
7. A bottle of my favourite perfume
8. A bottle of my favourite perfume
8. Making me breakfast in bed
9. A book
9. Homemade gift
10. Making me Breakfast in bed
10. A book

As the leading baby skincare brand, the makers of JOHNSON’S® Baby knows that precious moments with your children are the best part in any parent’s life. They’re fun, they’re special and they’re worth sharing. The JOHNSON’S® Baby brand encourages all mums to celebrate and enjoy the Big Little Moments which make being a mum special – from their first smile to playing during bath time.

Mums who would also prefer family time over chocolates this year can download and share their own ‘Memorable Mother’s Day Wish’ by visiting the JOHNSON’S® Baby Facebook page

I'd also love to hear of your wishes for Mother's Day! Please do feel free to leave a comment below!

Jada x

I Become A Mother At 15, So WHAT!?

by Jada, March 25, 2014
I'm not a people watcher, I never have been and doubt I ever will be one full time. I hold my head high, I don't stare at the floor - I obviously have a quick glance for nasty dog muck and the alike but otherwise I am confident enough to keep my head up and walk. I'm always missing out on the 'hot' guys my friends have all noticed, and the beautiful colour of that girl's hair, I just don't people watch. I've had plenty of people tell me they've waved to me and I've not seen them, or they've thought I ignored them, but again I am not a people watcher, I don't watch people.

Walking to Spud's school this afternoon, to collect my beautiful prince whom I've missed so much all day, I felt the coldness of the weather on my fingers. Now, like many this morning, I presumed, because the weather looked nice, no hats or gloves were needed on this day, but walking along, speeding and slowing my pace alternating, I wish I had some gloves at that moment, my poor fingers and toes were feeling that cold like we was stood in the north pole!

Rubbing my hands together stood on one spot in the school grounds waiting for my boy, little kids were running around on the grass whilst their mothers chatted and laughed away with one another. Those adults were all dressed accordingly as one can be, no one, including myself expected the sudden need of hats and gloves, but common sense within us made us get our coats off the hooks. Two children, who are siblings I must add, were on this trodden down piece of greenery, giggling, squealing, and running in the cold, with no coats on.

I didn't take much notice at first, I carried on trying to warm my hands, whilst thinking I wish I had pockets or even some foil to keep my fingers feeling like they was about to drop off, because I just instantly presumed maybe the children had got hot running around and their mother was holding their coats/jackets. However, I was wrong, these children had come to collect their sibling/siblings with their mother, who was dressed appropriately without a coat or jacket themselves.

It must be okay though because the woman in mention is a older mother, surely they know best and cant do no wrong can they? Maybe she drove to the school, or maybe she only lives down the road, maybe even a little further away. I know myself even if me and Spud pop down to take the rubbish out, we, or at least he puts a coat on or even his dressing gown for braving the cold for not even a minute. 

Today I people watched, I've snapped before, hundreds of times maybe, but the majority of the time its trapped in my head, with words not wanting to leave my mouth. Today I am going to scream, scream at ALL the rubbish mothers out there, young, old, in between, what ever their age, you need to be told. 

There's one person at that school that grinds my gears more than other's, my close school friends stand beside me when I say this. This woman, who seems to take no care of herself is just a poor excuse of a mother. Wearing a jacket that resembles something off the market stool in Eastenders, with ripped, holey tracksuit bottoms, she may even be seen wearing dolly shoes with, it's hard not to note this woman takes no care for herself, which is fine to an extent. 

I remember the days, just a few years ago precisely, when I would not even pop to the local corner shop without a full face of make up on and my hair straightened to perfection. Clothes went with the fashion and everything colour matched. Now, lets fast forward a few years and I am a completely different person. Whilst my make up bag and hair straighteners collect dust, I prefer the extra time in bed, the extra time spending precious moments with my son, my son who's growing older each and every single minute of the day. My son who will always be my son, but who will not always be a little boy at home.

Now a quick brush, and I really do mean a quick brush is all it takes for my hair to be deemed suitable for me, make up is forgotten about until a social event pops up on my calendar, which is maybe once-twice a month maximum and my clothes, all still fashionable can be worn with any old coat because I know there are more things important in life. However, my son is a whole entire different story, sporting the best even to school with his Clarks shoes and Joules coat, it's not about designer here it's about the way he appears.

The woman I mentioned in a previous paragraph is horrid, I am sorry, no actually I am sorry for her poor harmless children. Her children who get noticed by other children for their grubby faces and scruffy hair, the holes in their £2 Primark pumps that are not even footwear and their dry, bare and cold legs because a skirt is apparently suitable no matter the weather. This woman, who could know about my blog and be reading this for all I care, has three children, but may as well have two. It's clearly noticeable that the middle child of hers, is clearly less looked after than the others.

Never seen holding her mothers hand like her older and younger siblings, the faces of pity she receives on a daily basis is truly heartbreaking. Me and the other mums I stand and natter with are not bitchy, judgemental woman, but we cant help but talk about this so called mother. It get's you thinking if these children are brought out in this state, then what is their home like? You'd dread to think wouldn't you, we already know the mother takes no care of herself either, with her paint stained clothes that are a regular appearance.

Now I don't know the woman's personal life, but presuming she is a woman who relies on benefits, what is your excuse? Please do care to enlighten me because as a fellow mother who's relied on the state before, I know, there is no need for your children, or yourself to go around the way you do. We take note you shop in Primark as it is, as we've seen the middle child's cheap, off colour pumps, sporting noticeable holes. Clothes are cheap enough in there, so what are you spending your money on?

Your children receive free school meals, so you're not needing to spend money on lunches at school every day, your children, when they do wear school uniform, looks like it's been passed down from every child in the school, so what are you spending your money on if you don't buy school uniform? You walk everywhere, so you have no bus fair or fuel to pay for, so what are you spending your money on? Are you a woman who enjoys a drink every night? A crack pipe every morning?

In all honestly, I have no reason at all to believe this woman is a alcoholic or drug abuser, but it makes you wonder where her money is going, when it's clearly not being spent on her children. The staff at school are another wonder, you know it's not hard to see the state of those poor children, and you wonder if the school is just turning a blind eye on the situation? Or maybe they have took action, and this woman just does not care, either way, it's your children who are being effected by your ways, and it's them who do and will suffer.

This woman who is visibly older than me, gives me a stare nearly every day. Standing in the junior school ground, do I really look so out of place there? I guessed I'm the youngest parent there, having Spud at 15 and all but I am not doing no wrong, especially my child. It's not just her actually, there's a few other's too. Do you know what though!? I really couldn't care less, what you, them, he or she think's about me. I know my child has everything he needs in life, all the basics and the luxuries.

Don't brand or label me as a stereo typical teenage or young mother, I was a teenager, up until the age of 19, I am now legally a adult, albeit it a young one, so I'm branded a young mother. I'm not pretending about the digits of my age, and pretending to be older, because I know I am 23 years young, 23 years old, whatever way you optimistic look at things, but this number - 23, is just that, a number, two digits put together, combined to make a number.

Having a seven, soon to be eight year old child at the age of 23, does not make me a bad person. Was I selfish to have a child at the tender age of 15? NO! Why would I be selfish? I gave and continue to give my all to my child. I carried on with education, and placed him into private nursery. Just like older parents who may work and put their child into private nursery. I worked on and off, I took my baby and toddler, to baby and toddler groups, as he grew in age, so did the groups we attended.

I never gave up nights with him, for nights out, I don't go clubbing it's not my scene. I'm not saying I don't enjoy a drink or a break albeit, you can find me tucked away in a pub corner, engrossed in deep conversation whilst my boy is safely at his grandparents of his auntie's - my sister. I will preach, I will continue to preach, that not ALL teenage/young parents are the same. I can take photo's of mine and Spud's life, and document it for all of you, but you'll still continue to find some excuse of why I am bad.

Please take a look at all mother's around you before you heavily criticise someone because of their age. This post was in no way, endorsed to make teenage/young mothers look better, because as a fellow teenage, now young mother myself, I fall into that category and know many of the mothers in the same category as me. I went to a teenage parent group and speak to just half of those I once all spoke to, I had a epic clear out on my social media platforms and deleted the ones I didn't really like their lifestyle of. 

Cherelle, Emma and Sarah, you ladies rock! I don't look at you all because of your age, but because of the fantastic parents you are. To Sue Blackwood and her team, to Katie, may god bless your sole, you helped make us the wonderful parents you are, for that I thank you. To everyone who respected me for the mother I was, and who didn't judge because of the age I become a mother, thank you.

To everyone who looks at me, and speaks to me, like I am just another human, and not who talks down to me, because I am a mother at such a young age, thank you.

To my Spud, what can I say baby!? Me and you forever!


This post needs touching up, I wrote 1/4 of it yesterday (24th) and 3/4 of it today (25th), I am aware there may seem like there is missing parts, and you're most probably right! I will re-read, proof-read and final read this evening.
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I know I say it all the time, but I can't miss it out because it's deep within our veins and a true love of both me and Spud, seeing as we are both Disney obsessed, when Sainsbury's got in touch to see if me and Spud (see how I added me in there!?) would love to review the new Toy Story of Terror on DVD, how on earth could I ever refuse!?

See the border, the curtains the bedding set and Buzz?
Seeing the adverts on our television subscription package of the Toy Story of Terror movie upset both Spud and myself because it was only available to Sky customers. Some maybe argue they don't have a Sainsbury's near them, but Sainsbury's is nationwide and also sell their entertainment ranges online! It was very dissapointing, Spud is quite a big fan of Toy Story, all his bedroom is even done up all Toy Story style!

I actually prefer to shop online with Sainsbury's because they stock so much more than my local stores, it's understandable, if they stocked every single item they sold in every single store they would need some extra large supersize store covering a whole farmers land!

Anyway, back to the movie, I was a young child myself when Toy Story come out, that was the very first one, it wasn't called Toy Story one, and there was no clues to suggest that a number two would pop along a few years later. I was just five years old when the first Toy Story come out, nine when the second come out and 20 when the third come out! Spud was not born for neither the first or second, however at just three years old, he got to witness the wonderful sights of Disney Pixar by watching Toy Story 3.

Toy Story of Terror is a 21 minute short film set just after Toy Story 3, if you've not watched any of the Toy Story movies, I suggest you do so! You seriously have no idea on what you're missing! The Toy Story gang can be seen travelling on a spooky adventure, whilst on their road trip, the toys experience a flat tyre which causes Bonnie and her mum to reluctantly spend a night in a haunted hotel along with all the toys of course!

When the toys start mysteriously disappearing one by one, it's down to the remaining toy friends to find out who is behind the mysterious disappearances. Cowgirl Jessie, whom I like to call Woody's girlfriend - a character who was introduced in Toy Story 2 has to swap her cowboy hat for her detective hat to investigate who's behind the strange disappearances!

True to Toy Story style, the movie is full of great animation and a real work of art. Characters from previous Toy Story films can be seen on pieces of paper and even on headstones at a grave yard. Disney Pixar have really put their work in and made a fantastic mini movie here.

The only disadvantage to the movie is it's short running time of 21 minutes, we are huge Disney fans and a little over 20 minutes is simply not enough! Will there be a Toy Story of Terror 2? Or even a Toy Story 4? We hope so!

Toy Story of Terror is available to buy exclusively from Sainsbury's stores nationwide and online at for a very modest £5. For all the Disney fans, your also be pleased to hear the movie comes with 100 Disney Movie Reward points!

Until next time,
Jada x 

Facing The Year Of 2013.

by Jada, March 07, 2014
Spud was born seven week's too early, seven weeks premature and seven weeks too soon, Spud was delivered at 33 weeks and weighed a tiny 4lb. At just three weeks old, Spud had his first operation, which was an emergency operation that started with a unsettled baby. Spud was took to the out of hours doctors after a telephone call to them by me, and from there, we was rushed through the hospital and onto a children's emergency ward where doctor's and nurses surrounded him in a room putting tubes down his throat and keeping me and his daddy waiting in the corridor in a emotional and stressful state.

After 15 minutes, but what seemed like hours, two paramedics appeared and entered the room, it was then a nurse come out and told us that Spud was being transferred to John Radcliffe Hospital for an emergency operation, we was to be taken in a ambulance with the blues and twos down the motorway.

Spud was operated on in 2007 and we was told by the John Radcliffe team if a problem did not correct itself in two weeks time, to take him to our doctors. The problem did not go away, and two weeks later I took him to my doctors, after year's of taking Spud to the doctors, in January 2013, nearly six year's after the first operation, Spud was finally referred to the hospital after my persistent attendance to the doctors. Spud has suffered with his belly all of his life, sometimes for days and weeks on end, his stomach will be fine, and then all of a sudden, without warning or notice, it starts again and leaves him in pain and discomfort. 

 2013 was also the year we was told Spud had no other options to correct his eye and surgery will be needed. We had tried every single method and option, and in the end just wanted him to go ahead with the operation, knowing that this will most probably be his only chance to correct it.

2013 was the year my mum, Spud's grandmother moved over four hours away to Cornwall, it made me realise how important family really was and how much I would miss my mum and little sister.

2013 was the year I truly embarked on my real blogging/writing adventure, what started as a hobby, become my career. I was able to comfortably come off benefits and enter work thanks to my writing, although it's part time, and doesn't bring me millions, it takes me away from the benefit stigma and returns pride to me as a working mother.

2013 was the year my beautiful, amazing and clever boy turned seven! Seven whole year's and what a excellent time full of celebrations we had!

2013 was the year my first niece was born, after having Spud and five nephews blessing the family, I have been eager to have a princess in the family so I can pass on my love of all things pink to her! Baby Karmel was born December 2013, and is just beautiful! Can we give her a big welcome?

2013 see me and a room full of other bloggers listen to Lord Maurice Saatchi at the Houses of Parliament for his Medical Innovation Bill, knowing that I was sat in a special room at one of London's most famous landmarks was just excellent. I was later asked to be one of the Lord's ambassadors to support the bill further, truly amazing!

2013 was the year me and Spud completed our Disney Classics collection, numbers 1-51 of all the Disney Classics can now be found on the top shelf of our DVD cabinet, pride and joy!

2013 was the year Spud started year 3 - junior school. This beautiful boy who doctor's told me will be slow and behind forever amazes me on a daily basis, he teaches me thing's I never knew and really does help jog my memory! Spud is in the same year as his peers and is within the national curriculum as expected for his age!

2013 was the year my baby brother turned 21, he's still my baby brother though. Me and Jamie have that love/hate relationship, when we are close, we are close and when we fall out, we are still close! Jamie and me confide in things to eachother which we feel we can't talk about to others. Jamie at the age of 21, won a space out of thousands to volunteer in Africa building the less fortunate a set of new community buildings!

2013 was the year I first left Spud alone far more than overnight, I went off to London with some blogging friends and attended BritMums Live with graceful thanks to my amazing sponsor. Here I learned many ways to improve my blog and writing skills and had the chance to meet loads of fellow bloggers, some of whom I have become really close to and some who I speak to more than my actual friends!

2013 was a year full of many memories, some private, some I just wish to forget, and some that may pop up on the blog real soon! This post has been inspired by a chat with my lovely friend Claire, I don't like the number 13, its part of my OCD with numbers. However, talking and even writing about the number I don't like, or more so that I am afraid of has really helped!

We may be in the third month of the new year, but we can still talk about the 12 months of 2013!

Jada x

Meet The Robotic Puppy!

by Jada, March 01, 2014
Character Options is proud to introduce the “Best in Show” puppy that has got everyone talking, meet Teksta! The Robotic Puppy! 

Retro Teksta: Teksta comes from a pedigree line of first class youth electronics, that wowed the world in 1999; selling over 8 million pieces! 

Today’s Teksta: This is a puppy of the next generation with all of the innovation and design to prove it! More loveable, more interactive and with an increased ability to learn and adapt - this is the Robotic Puppy of the future! 

With a little time and patience kids across the country will gain a loyal friend to come home to after a busy day at school, as just like a real Puppy, Teksta needs training! Teksta responds to voice, touch, and hand gestures all without the use of a remote control. New owners will be delighted in teaching their new four legged friend to sit, walk and even turn tricks; the most impressive of which is his awesome back flip. You can also stop Teksta walking just by simply putting your hand in front of his face. 

It’s the high tech features, Teksta apart and make this however that will set puppy the most impressive 21st century dog around! The Teksta App will allow him to tap his paws to any beat, just choose a song from your music library and watch Teksta bop, pop, street dance and hip-hop. Doing the Gangnam Style is even in this pup’s smooth moves! Then when he feels like being social, he can video link with other Teksta friends wherever they are. Simply pop him inform of the Teksta-time link on any tablet and watch them barking together and synchronising their Teksta Moves!

Teksta comes in Both Pink and Blue and will launch to the world with a woof! So if you’re thinking of buying a puppy for Christmas, then choose one that comes without the break-of-dawn walks in the rain, the puddles in the kitchen and the 5am wake up calls!

Until next time,