Sun Care without the Nasties!

We've just returned from a week in beautiful St Ives and found it was the perfect opportunity for us all to try out the Sun lotion we had recently been sent by Organic Lifestyle company Green People.

Green People sent us some of their childrens and Adults sun lotion to review as both myself and my daughter have quite sensitive skin and we're always keen yo try products which a kind and have no unnecessary nasties. Green people lotion is exactly this, Organic, fragrance free, kind on little peoples skin and with nothing added which doesn't need to be. 

The lotion was really easy to apply and as promised didn't have that lingering sun cream smell. It also left our skin feeling super soft and I loved knowing that D's sensitive toddler skin was protected from the sun as well as any chemicals or ingredients which could irritate it. It had the added bonus of being Water Repellant so could handle plenty of dips in the pool.

The weather on our Hols was particularly hot and D does have very pale skin so I would normally use higher than a 25 SPF but this was perfect for Mr R and I. Otherwise I would highly recommend the cream, particularly if you or your little ones are prone to eczema or skin conditions. 

Green People stock a large range of products using organic and natural ingredients which can be ordered via their website, we've been really happy with the products and would certainly use them again. 

Green People products can be found on their website www.greenpeople.co.uk

We were kindly sent these products for the purposes of this review but all opinions are my own

Carbis Bay, The Traditional British Summer Holiday

We've just got back from our Summer Hols with Mr Rs parents in (very) sunny St Ives and couldn't resist a little share as I truly believe if you've not been you really should as it's without doubt one of the prettiest places I've ever been.

We stayed in a cottage belonging to the Carbis bay hotel which gave us the perfect combination of having our own space with the luxury of the hotels facilities. The hotel is highly recommended, family friendly with heated outdoor pool, fab spa with views across the whole bay. 

The beach at Carbis bay is truly beautiful, touquois sea, golden sands and nestled between the cliffs is lovely and sheltered.

D LOVED the beach, she would have easily spent the week in the 'massive sand pit' after the pitiful sobs when we told her we would be leaving I feel like we definitely have to return! 

At 6 months pregnant the hills in both Carbis Bay and St Ives were a challenge, particularly as D has a habit of having 'tired legs' at the moment but I made up for it with lots of relaxing by the pool and a surprise pregnancy massage at the spa from Mr R at the hotel Spa. It wasn't cheap but was without doubt a highlight of the stay.

This was my first visit to St Ives and I'm suitably seduced by the galleries, cobbled streets and beautiful boutique shops. We spent a lovely morning at the Hepworth gallery and Tate, D really enjoyed looking at the art and I was so proud as she wondered around the Tate talking about the colours she could see and telling us which paintings she liked. Admittedly I could have done without the hour long discussion about why Jackson Pollock 'not do painting anymore' but the Art student in me couldn't help but fall for her enthusiasm! 

This will probably be our last holiday as a three and really feel D has enjoyed herself, it was every inch what the traditional English Seaside holiday should be sun, sea, sand, ice creams, picnics on the beach with a bit of sunburn thrown in for good measure! (Mr R I hasten to add)

Sometimes it's all too easy to forget how beautiful this little island of ours can be! 

25 Week Bump Update

It's been a while since I did a Bump update but after the ups and downs of the 20 week scan things feel like they are settling down and at over 6 months were on the home straight now. 

Baby Pip is finally moving quite a bit but with having an Anterior Placenta I'm not feeling her kicks as much as I did with D at this time but I've come to accept that's just how things are this time round, hopefully I'll start to feel them more as she gets bigger but even the little pops and bumps are amazing and so so reassuring that she's doing okay. 

Thankfully I'm also starting to feel a bit more like myself and despite the occasional bout of morning sickness I'm really enjoying the pregnancy now, I've started going to Pilates once a week and have more energy than I've had for weeks. That said I still feel like an 80 year when I have to climb the stairs but you can't have it all! 

So here we are, bump growing, almost glowing and thoroughly looking forward to meeting my little girl. 

Help, my house has been taken over by a tiny drunk!

Remembering back to the day we arrived home from hospital with our perfect little human, she was so innocent, full of promise, I truly had no idea that in little over 2 years my life would feel a lot like I was sharing my home with a tiny, slightly feral being, reminiscent of a drunk. Fast forward 30 months and here she is -  irrational, illogical, bonkers but with enough love and kisses to drown a mummy. It would appear I really do own my very own drunk, albeit a very small one!

Not convinced? Allow me to explain....

She stumbles around the house, bumping into everything randomly dropping or throwing things she's finished with

She has sporadic emotional outbursts and can be crying her heart out one minute then laughing hysterically at her feet another

She can't eat without smearing food all over her face and clothes

She has no social graces and will Quite happily will ask entirely inappropriate questions very loudly about strangers - 'why that man got funny hat on' 

She has no sense of embarrassment, shame or indeed remorse and can never remember anything she did 5 minutes ago

She talks gibberish at best, moans and cries over the craziest things at worst! 

She literally takes every opportunity to take her clothes off. I had no idea I would have to state on so many occasions that we must wear underwear when we leave the house!

She has no sense of personal space at all.

She has no volume control

It's completely normal for her to be chatting away one minute and passed out the next!

I rest my case, wish me luck......

Silent Sunday