Make Your Own Easter Eggs!

With Easter coming up it’s always nice to get in the mood and try and be a bit creative. As you may know, I am not very crafty but I do like to get involved in seasonal edible treats!

Waitrose Online very nicely sent me all I could possibly need to make my own Easter eggs and decorate them to my hearts content.


Waitrose online have a fab page for Easter with lots of ideas for having fun over the holidays. You can download the sheet for how to make your own Easter eggs here.

So to make your eggs you need:

Dark or milk Chocolate (250g or so)
A heat proof bowl
A saucepan with hot water
A pastry brush
Things to decorate with!
Easter egg moulds

I broke my chocolate up into tiny bits and then heated it in a glass heat proof bowl over a saucepan with hot water underneath.

Let the chocolate melt, but don’t let it boil.


Once melted, get your egg moulds and using the pastry brush paint the chocolate onto the mould. You need to try and get the chocolate as even as possible and make sure it’s thick enough around the top sides.

Leave for 5 mins in the fridge or until set. Put another layer of chocolate on the egg and leave to set again.

I think they need as long as you can give them to set, I found it easier to get them out if they’d set for longer.

Now here’s the tricky bit. You have to get the egg out of the mould.

My first try was not successful:


This was because the choc wasn’t thick enough around the edges, and I think it needed longer to set.

After this, I managed to get the egg out of the mould no problems!

Now the fun part: decorating.

Use a bit of melted chocolate on the egg to stick your decorations on.

Bubs really enjoyed eating decorating the eggs with the sweets and marshmallows. It was actually a fun way to touch a load of different textures, and we had fun putting the decorations on (and off) the egg.


She got a bit carried away with the chocolate!

I had a go myself at a bit of an ‘artisan’ look. I used rose petals, honeycomb and these amazing chocolate popping candy pieces. I think it turned out ok!


Now I’ve got the knack with the mould I will definitely be making more! I think these will make lovely presents and the fact they are homemade and home decorated really gives them the personal touch. It’s also a fun thing to do with children over the Easter hols. Let imaginations run wild!

I was sent all the ingredients I needed to make the chocolate Easter eggs plus decorations in order to undertake this activity. All words and opinions are my own.


Screaming. Screaming high pitched and over and over again.

She’s not upset. When I walk up the stairs she has a great big smile on her face.

She’s challenging me.

I am trying my best to ignore. I don’t want to make it a game.

But in the car. In her cot. In her high chair.

It’s hard not to resort to wine, beer or in fact hard spirits. Headache looms and I can feel myself tense.

She knows what she wants to say, but she can’t find the words yet. Her mind must be jumble, a scrabble of words trying to make sense of this mad world.She will point and gesture wildly. She will grizzle and groan. It must be exhausting. I find it exhausting trying to interpret it all.

She finds boxes, and pulls everything out of them. She will rummage through my bag and pull out my purse and all my cards. She threw my shampoo down the toilet today. Little things chipping away at my mind, my soul.

She takes off her shoes and throws them out of her buggy. In my mind I feel like screaming too. Or throwing my shoes.

Yes. She challenges me.

But I must challenge her.

I talk to her, naming objects and singing songs.

Playing games, showing her new ways of doing things.

I give her new foods to try. I wipe her face when she doesn’t like it. I change her bum and make her wash her hair and brush her teeth.

I put her into her cot and tell her when to go to sleep. Sometimes we are early, sometimes we are late.

I stopped giving her a bottle. (She wasn’t drinking out of it at all but she still got very annoyed at me the first time her bedtime milk came in a cup).

When I think about it, I challenge her every day to learn, to grow, to be looked after.

So when she screams, I am trying not to get wound up. I still have a good glug of my wine and chocolate helps. It’s easy to get frustrated and agitated. But I’m trying my best to be calm and collected and to understand things from her point of view. She’s little, I’m not. She’s still figuring it all out – as am I but I guess I have a 30 year head start on her.

Because she can’t keep screaming like this forever. Can she?!

What do you do when you feel challenged by your children?


Today is national siblings day or something like that.

It made me think of my sisters. Obviously!


One is a lot of fun to be around, my littlest sister. I am almost 13 years older than her, and despite her difficulties we get on really well and have a lot of fun such as finding Gromits.


She is fun and sweet and loving.
She will always try and help no matter what.
She is doing really well at college and I am proud of her
She makes some lovely cakes!
She has a great sense of humour.

The other one I’ve grown up with. She’s the one that knows me inside out.



She will phone people for me as I hate talking on the phone
She will talk to sales assistants as I get embarrassed
She laughs at my terribly dark jokes
She was one of my birth partners and wrote down everything I said under the influence of pethidine. “I haven’t a Jeremy hunt what’s going on” being a highlight

I love both my sisters. I will always be there for them. Always x

In Case There’s No Tomorrow

Every night I kiss your head

And watch you sleep

Imprint your image in my mind

Your memory, mine to keep

Have I done enough today

In case there’s no tomorrow

If my thoughts don’t turn to words

They’ll be ashes full of sorrow

To breathe, feel sun, feel rain on face

To love, to laugh to cry

To hug, to touch, to stroke your hair

To look into blue eyes

Memories we all do make

The present, only time

To be together; no bright screen

To shield your life from mine

I write things down for you to read

When you are old enough

But I want you to hear me say them too

Words seem so cold and tough

I can’t imagine leaving you-

A space empty in your heart

I hope for many, many years

Before we have to part

Emily Tealady 2014

TV is my best friend #badmumsclub

I am quite a TV addict if you happen to look at my twitter timeline. I love nothing more than cracking open a boxset on Netflix or watching and commenting my way through my favourite programs – Eastenders, Holby City and In The Night Garden.

It gives me peace, quiet and the opportunity to have a wee in peace.

I really tried to be one of those people who don’t use the TV as a babysitter, but that lasted about a day. I really don’t think a bit of TV is that bad. Sometimes you just have to do what you need to do to get through the day, and some days are TV days.

The TV is a portal to a world of sing-songy voices, happy smiley people, and subliminal messages which captivate children and means they stay still or at least don’t cry every time you leave the room.

This week, we moved house, and this weekend was the first one we had in our new home.

Sorting out the TV and plugging my best friend into its lovely aerial, we switched on and I waited for the magic to start.


We didn’t have an aerial in the attic. Sort of need one to get a picture usually.


No cbeebies! No Eastenders!

My Dad was swiftly called upon to come and sort out an aerial, and in fact help me buy one. This was a priority of grand proportions.

Whilst I waited for my Dad to sort the aerial out, I had an idea. Broadband! Ha! However for some reason it was only functioning at 15 thingamajigs and it kept freezing on the ipad. My back up was a dud.

What the hell was I going to do now? I was stuck in a half unpacked house with no TV for 12 hours whilst my partner was at work and my Dad was in my attic.

The silence was noticeable. Bubs kept looking at the screen and pointing. “No TV” I would say, trying to keep cheerful.

We played. We read books, we sang songs. We went up and down the stairs. We danced in the kitchen. We ate lunch, and had drinks. We ate biscuits. We tidied up toys and threw them out of the toy box again. We built towers and walls of Megabloks. We sang some more. We danced some more. We went to the toilet together; we shared my Tea, my lunch, my biscuits.

I loved this time with her, don’t get me wrong, and I do play with her like this when we usually have TV. But not normally for 4 hours straight. I’ll admit it; I was flagging. I was missing my friend, my friend who meant I could lie on the sofa just for a few minutes, and drink a drink to myself without any baby washback.

Eventually, I had a brainwave.

I wasn’t too sure if I should really do it. It was an ingenious and yet stupid thing to do all at once.

I found a DVD I had bought months and months ago. A DVD I kept for emergencies just like this. But once it was on, there was no going back.

Five minutes later, Bubs was mesmerised by the screen. A pink, snorting piggy was mesmerising her, and she was loving it.

Yes, I introduced her to Peppa Pig. All 11 episodes on the DVD.

But my cup of tea was lovely.

I am linking this post up with the Bad Mums Club hosted this month by Alison over at Not Another Mummy Blog

My Fictional World Meme

I’ve decided to take part in The Reading Residence’s Book meme My Fictional World. Here are my answers to the questions – click on the badge to find out more!

The Reading Residence

What were your favourite reads from your childhood?

I loved Enid Blyton – The Secret Seven and The Faraway Tree series. These were so fantastical and magical and were so exciting to read. I also loved some science fiction with Redwall and also a book series about a grandfather and daughter who were finding out about atoms and neutrons but I can’t remember the name! I loved all Roald Dahl books. I was a big book worm! (And still am).

There are always those books that defined your teen reads and stay with you – what were yours?

As a young teen I loved Thomas Hardy and a lot of classics. The Mayor of Casterbridge and Far From The Massing Crowd being two of my favourites. Tess of The D’Urbervilles is also an amazing book and one which I found so sad and that has stayed with me. I also fell in love with The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins which I found such an amazing book and totally compelling. In my late teens I loved Wuthering Heights, The Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger and Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee.

Who are your favourite authors currently?

Oh so many! I don’t tend to read a lot of one author but a few favourites are Lionel Shriver, Ken Follett, Kate Mosse, Sebastian Faulks, Charles Dickens

Which 3 genres do you gravitate towards most often?

I’d say History or Historical Fiction, Crime/Thriller and Classics

Can you choose your top titles from each of those genres?

History:  The Pillars of The Earth by Ken Follett, Rose Under Fire by Elizabeth Wein, Songbird by Sebastian Faulks

Crime/Thriller: Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn, We Need To Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver, Room by Emma Donoghue, Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier

Classics: The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, Great Expectations Charles Dickens and To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee

And your least favourite genres?

I am afraid I really don’t like ‘chick lit’ or romance very much unless it is a classic! I have read sci-fi books before and do enjoy a few but I wouldn’t say it’s my go-to genre!

Of the many, many fictional and fantastical worlds, where would you most like to visit?

Oh that’s a difficult question. Maybe I’d like to go back to Dickens’ Victorian London or maybe visit Gatsby’s party

Everyone loves a villain, right?! Who would make your favourites list?

Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights without a doubt! Also Alec D’Urberville is a terrible villain in Tess and Kevin from We Need To Talk About Kevin is truly chilling.

Share the books that have had you sobbing?

The Time Travellers Wife and One Day both had me in tears!

And let’s end on a high! Which books leave a smile on your face, and maybe elicit a few laughs?!

The book I just read had me chuckling -  The Hundred Year Old Man Who Jumped Out Of A Window And Disappeared by Jonas Johansson.

I really enjoyed answering these questions and I’m looking forward to reading everyone’s! I can’t wait to add a few new books to my reading list.

Moving House with a Toddler

This could be the craziest thing I’ve ever done.

Moving House with a toddler in tow.

As she doesn’t go to nursery yet, I have nowhere to just take her to, to get her out of the way (for her own good). I think if I had the choice I’d even go to work myself to get out of the way.

So, here we are. We are in a half empty house; with boxes and dust around us.

Yes, we are moving our entire house ourselves with the help of family, a man with a van and several bottles of wine.

I hate moving house.

We should be in our new house by Thursday, and then all I have to do is clean up the other house and all the various and mysterious stains on carpets and walls that are discovered as we move furniture out of the way.

Anyway here are a few things I’ve learnt during this move:

Tips for moving house with Toddlers:

1. Don’t pack the baby toys or the stair gate until you literally have nothing left in the house. Unless you want a feral toddler running around the place picking up bits of fluff.

2. Stock up on snacks and quick and easy foods to make meals for you and toddler as you try and survive with half your belongings in another place. (She’s had a lot of fish fingers).

3. Keep a Hoover at the old house to hoover up all the dust, food, lost dummies and bits of duplo which will be underneath everything you move.

4. Sort out toys to take and toys to give to charity once child is asleep or else she will suddenly find a new found love for the bright green dinosaur you got given at last year’s britmums

5. Don’t let a child near any boxes or bags unless you want to empty them completely

6. Give as much stuff away that you don’t really want. Baby clothes are coming out of my ears and I’ve also found unopened and in date baby milk and baby food which I’m giving to a food bank.

7. Get as many people as possible to help. Family and friends are a godsend.

8. Remember that if it got up the stairs, it surely must be able to get down again. Even if that involves deconstructing a whole bedroom.

9. Remember you need blackout curtains in toddlers room and someone who can put up a curtain rail. Oh and curtain hooks! curtains don’t work without hooks. Without these curtains there’s no sleep.

10. Make sure you have wine or your alcohol of choice at home, as you may will need it.

11. Get other people to do everything for you like a removal company. Save your sanity, unlike me.

12. Make sure the first thing you unpack is the kettle, some cups, tea and milk. First things first.

Do you have any tips for moving house? Let me know!

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Brilliance in Blogging Awards

Now you may be aware that it’s time for another award that bloggers can be nominated for. The Brilliance in Blogging Awards are run by Britmums and covers a range of categories for all kinds of blogs. If you attend Britmums Live you get to go to the awards ceremony as well. I went last year and it was so much fun, and I can’t wait to go again and cheer all the nominees on!

Now I am small fish in a big pond and I know there are hundreds of blogs out there but you know you have got to be in it to win it! I would love to be considered for the Fresh Voice category as my blog is under 18 months old and I think my voice is pretty, well, err, fresh. I write things from my experience, as I feel them. I feel I have been honest, open and down to earth in my blog posts as well as giving you the odd chuckle. I could also be nominated for the Laugh or Writer category so please take a look at the form and see where you think I fit.

To nominate just click on the badge here:


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Just contact me if you need any other details to complete the form!

If you don’t nominate me, please nominate your favourite blogs as I know we all appreciate the recognition!

Good luck to everyone and see you all at the awards if you’re going to britmums! Mines a large glass of red!

What I’ve Read In March

Well, again I’ve had a bad book month. I’ve found it hard to find a book to really get into. I started the Luminaries by Eleanor Catton but I have the hardback cover and I am finding it so difficult to read! So I have given up temporarily.

So then I started The Hundred Year Old Man who climbed out of a window and disappeared by Jonas Johansson and I am really enjoying it! This is a book that I tried to read a few months ago funnily enough but then I couldn’t get into it. This time I started reading it purely by chance and was hooked.


The book starts with Alan, on his 100th Birthday, escaping out of the window of the care home where he lives. He escapes and starts a journey that goes from one escapade to another. Throughout the book is Alan’s life story so you have an idea what led to his window escape. This book is refreshing, funny and easy to read. It is sometimes so nonsensical you can’t help to feel compelled to read more. I love the style of this book and the way the narrative runs away with itself; it is as random as Alan and his desire to escape. I would definitely recommend this book, it is not like other books I have read recently and was a real refreshing change from what I’d normally choose to read.

So this is my update for the month. I am hoping April is calmer so I can get back to reading a few more books.

I am going to try the Luminaries again, wish me luck!

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A new house to call our own. My first house I have ever bought. If I think too much about it then I may panic slightly.

I am sad to leave this rented house. It has been a good house, full of lovely memories. It’s the only house we’ve rented. Before this, we had a basement flat that was riddled with damp. Everything we owned was covered in black mould.

I’d just had my ectopic pregnancy when we were given notice to leave that flat. The mould taking over the walls were a representation of my mind; black and dark and cold.

The moment I saw this house, I was happy. The sun shone and daffodils were in the garden. The first time I’d felt happy for a while. The relief to leave that flat, where something so horrible had happened, was overwhelming.

I have lived in this house. I have found out I was pregnant in this house. I have brought my newborn baby to this house. I have cried, and laughed and had late night baby feeding cuddles in this house.

I will miss this house. This home that is the first that Bubs has ever known. I find it odd that she will never remember this house. This house where so much has happened for me, and for her.

So, on to pastures new. Our own home, secure, safe and a place to decorate how I like. A garden, a garage, and best of all a DISHWASHER. It’s going to change my life. It’s a brand new house, we will be the first people to impart our memories into its walls.

I can only imagine what fun we will have here. What the future lies in store. I can’t believe I have a place now all of my own. A place for us as a family. Our house, on our street.