Everything’s just so hectically beautiful x

I wrote this Saturday night…

So I finally got my manic weekend over…& we can…(well…when I say ‘We’ I mean Ruby, Junior & I) can finally kick back, relax and enjoy my Mums birthday!!! I literally have the most amazing mum & I treasure every single second I spend with her. 

The weekend has literally just been mayhem from Friday onwards….I self taped for the two feature films that I kinda need to get and then learnt all my scripts for upcoming films. I think I know them? I definitely know them! I’m really excited. (I’ve booked one of the ‘self tape’ films & I haven’t heard from the other one yet. But I NEED to get them both.) It’s weird because I’m running around like a headless chicken , yet remaining really calm and organised at the same time! AND I haven’t ONCE been distracted. 

I studied for my ‘now completed, passed & sorted’ YAFTA assessment. (Which I’m glad is out the way. I didn’t enjoy it at all. Haha. Who does? I haven’t done an exam type thing in ages. The build up on the day felt ‘assessment’ scary. It actually felt scarier than my actual auditions, even though everyone was lovely? There was definitely a ‘we have an assessment today’ vibe meandering around the room. It was shitty. I don’t even know why, I didn’t like it? I guess being tested is not my favourite thing in the world. I just like to do what I love & love what I do…and kinda without a test. 

But it’s done now. It’s all fun and games. I did it & did it well. I’m happy and I never want to do another assessment again, in my life….EVER. Haha. I’m just gonna be ill next time.

 It’s definitely something you have to ‘get on with,’ if you’ve subjected yourself to such a course. Yet, if anything…I’m just glad it’s ‘ticked off’ my weekend to do list. It was certainly one less thing to worry about! 

The GOOD thing was that I couldn’t put too much stress on it because there’s was a lot going on alongside it…(and even though I love a bit of ‘learning to act,’ I always prioritise work. If I didn’t pass my assessment, I figured I could re-sit. If I didn’t get a feature film, I’d lose work, money and well…I need four.) 

The learning is great and really important, but we’re all doing the Diploma to train to GET work anyway, right? I’m currently being super proactive and trying not to waste time, so I’m embracing my opportunities, whilst they’re here and alive. It might all dry up and then I’ll have to search for pots of gold at the end of rainbows, or go busking for 5 pence pieces.

Right now. I’m enjoying the ‘roll.’ 

There’s a whole ‘big picture.’ I’ve broken the ‘big picture’ down into goals. I know what I need to do, to get the result…So that’s what I’m doing! 

Goals! Priorities! Actions! 

(Zero Distractions)

I’ll admit life’s hectic right now! On Saturday whilst rehearsing my flipping monologue, (the one I was about to get ‘marked’ on,) I was confirming dates for ‘L’appel Du Vide,’ which starts filming in the middle of February…

Anyway, they needed to sort out all the crew and travel etc..etc… So confirming dates was really important. But it was like I was living lots of ‘moments’ in one.

At the same time I was making sure Ruby had organised & prepared everything she needed for the day…as she was being ‘delivered’ to me, just after 4pm, after my assessment, for her own audition. 

(Ruby’s on a roll, right now too! It’s crazy?We’re in a film together this year, where she plays my daughter. Obviously it was just easier for casting that way..plus I have a really great agent. But we both auditioned for ANOTHER film, both booked the roles…and for the first time she’ll film independently, as she won’t be playing my daughter. She’s got a whole other, OWN role… bless her. And it’s her first paid acting gig. Lol. So she’s really excited.)

But yeah…I had to confirm dates for that also….whilst learning the lines, for the scene,that we had to do for our assessment. 🙂 

(The first time I actually got my lines RIGHT for the assessment scene, was just before10am, after three FAILED attempts of line running… with Geordie Ben. My assessment was at 3.30pm. It was weird because the day before, I’d learnt two other entire monologues..easy peasy and filmed them for tape. But in a week…I couldn’t remember the simplest lines to my ‘Waterloo Road,’ assessment scene??????)

What else? 

The audition for the film ‘Perfect.’ I went in to audition on Thursday, in my yellow heels…for the role of ‘Paula.’ (She’s a ‘popular Day Time Talk Show host & has the biggest talk show in the nation.’ I was really excited. But I METHOD acted it all the way from my home, to the audition room. Haha. Like I was literally walking through the train station telling people, that my name was ‘Paula’ and that I was grabbing lunch, before filming my talk show. I even chose to EAT what ‘Paula’ would eat. Haha.) 

Anyway I had to improv a scene, read a scene and then answer ‘hot seat’ questions as ‘Paula’…

‘Hot seating’ is always scary…It’s only good if you truly understand your character and the story, right? Anyway…I liked it! I liked the team. I liked the vibe!!! I really wanted it!

They called me Friday night to welcome me to the production. (Yaaaaay!!!) I was so utterly grateful. 

So, yeah…that’s another lil’ tinker i’lI get to  our my heart into & I couldn’t be happier. I guess, because I really wanted to be part of their film & work with them. I mean their reputation, standard of filming, practice and professionalism is completely amazing. I feel very lucky! 

Plus a ‘good news’ phone call is always a ‘BUZZ.’ I happy danced!!! I got that sudden rush of ‘eeeek!!!’ That blush of body ‘ooh laa,’ that surges through your soul..That’s how you know you love something, that it means something to you and that you’re doing it for all the right reasons.

On the other side of the Wunna Land was Baby Junior. My little boy! 

Junior had his own ‘thing’ to brave face and conquer with my Mum, ‘Grandma’ on Saturday …As a family we’re going through such a big thing right now…and we can’t wait for it to be over. But without going into it…I couldn’t be prouder of Junior. He’s just grown so much and stood tall through everything he’s been subjected to. 

He’s fighting for his rights and I’m standing by him 100% of the way! (Plus, on a lighter note….he got the ‘Special Mention’ certificate AGAIN this week at school. So his little heart is filled with joy! I know everyone’s hearing a lot about Ruby right now, but Junior ALSO during half term is headed to London to audition for a little something…with his sister.) 

Straight after my assessment, (it was hilarious because I had been facing a wall, crying in a corner…and Katie, who had her assessment after me, was hand flicking on a sofa…) I had to grab my bag and DASH off back to the station to retrieve Ruby. 

It was literally…’Thank you so much…See ya!’ Then dash….dash…..dash! 

Ruby (little ‘Ruby Wattis Wunna’) had her audition for the remake of ‘Matilda.’ The big old feature film. Her audition was at 6.15pm. So my mum brought both Ru & Ju over to meet me…and after a tiny bit of chill time…to gather in and focus…we Uber’d over. 

We were early so we stopped off at Aagrah, on St.Peter’s Square, by the BBC building for mocktails…because she decided to get terrified. Haha. 

She’d been quite confident & extremely excited, until that point. We’d practiced. We’d gone through it all. She knew she had been asked to audition, yet it all happened so quickly….She got scouted & submitted Thursday, and an email came Friday lunch time, asking if Ruby could meet Casting.. the NEXT DAY (Saturday) because they were in Leeds. 

So technically Ruby only found out at 3.30pm Friday, at school pick up. She only had that evening to prepare a monologue and a song. Lol… But she smashed it! Excerpt learnt. Song learnt! 

It was like she blinked and she went from school, to now being surrounded by an ‘all singing and all dancing’ crowd of dresses and bows, with dreams, ambition and mums…at a film audition!!! Lol. 

Ruby showed up in a jumper…jeans…and with me. We kept it simple. 🙂

Ru: ‘They’re all so sassy mum and better than me? Why are they all reading their monologues so strangely?’

Me: ‘They’re Theatre. You know where everything’s all BIG smiles and jazz hands. Look. Enjoy it! You don’t need a frilly dress and a dance routine. It’s a feature film. When it’s your turn…stand…wait…and when you’re READY…read. Keep it real, simple and emotional. Tell your story..Don’t feel intimidated!’

..And just like that, her group was lovingly summoned into an elevator..

Casting: ‘Ah! There you are Ruby!’

… and as the elevator door closed, that was it! She was off to audition….

Will you still love me….

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I had such a ‘drama’ Monday, after the most blissful & peaceful weekend of ‘family.’ I’ve got so much going on, that i’m filling myself with a delicious flourish of stress. It’s kinda topped up with that beautiful thing we call ‘anxiety,’ simply because i’m terrified. I don’t even know what’s wrong with me? So, i’m gonna go with hormones?

I’m back on the telly shortly…That’s worrying me. I’ve got a lot to organise with the kids…That’s worrying me. I have shoots galore and auditions coming out my ‘hooty..’ That’s worrying me. My love life is *whizzing* around me, almost madly…I don’t even know what’s going on? Yes. I get a lot of attention. Yes, I’m single.

However, I’m noticing that, if I ever begin to feel for anyone, I get stressed out, because giant *CAUTION* signs go up everywhere. I’ve always had a shit love life. So, it’s scary. Plus,  I’m absolutely emotional, so to me, it only means ‘danger.‘ I do not ever want to get my heartbroken again….EVER. I tread carefully. (Well…fuck that. I ‘stiletto.’)

I have travels and schedules and places to influence…Everything’s a juggle…Sometimes, I panic and I can’t even breathe. (Cue: Drama 😉 )

But the weird thing is, i’m HAPPY. I’m really happy and maybe being so happy, or so lucky, makes me worry because LET ME TELL YOU, my life hasn’t been so easy….Haha. It’s laughable.

Basically, I’m scared of everything right now, because i’m having to pinch myself…and I need to ‘Man up,’ count my blessings and get on with it, with panache.

Anyway…

At the weekend, I did Meadowhall with The Wunna’s and Ruby. (Junior was at his Dads.) We were pretty much treated like Meadowhall shopping royalty (and I thank you for that, because I don’t even know why?) It did feel wonderful though.

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We shopped and stopped at Wagamama’s. Then after cocktail refuels, toy stores, makeup counters, new hair (we all need those extra few inches,) and my brand new chakra beads…Life felt almost perfect.

Ruby: ‘Mum. You’re chakra beads are not working. You’re CRAZY. You’re still nuts. They don’t work.’

(She is right, though. Even though I told her to ‘shush.‘ At this rate, i’m gonna need to see Buddha and get blessed by monks, or something! Maybe i’m just not meant for ‘Total Enlightenment.’ Maybe, i’m meant to live this ridiculous life of pathetic glory, for your entertainment… Haha.)

I’m starting to believe that…

‘Hey Destiny…You’ve fucked me over. You’re off the Christmas card list! You’re chilling on the naughty list, with Cupid and a few Pretty Boy exes from 2004.’

This is how I feel right now…

Like I’ve drank 42 energy drinks, had a bottle of rum, taken all my clothes off, and then thrown MYSELF to the lions.

Then…because i’m not at all mental….

…I lost the car…I always lose the car…Oh! Wait!! I don’t mean?Ugh. I’m rambling. I didn’t REALLY lose the car! I kinda ‘misplaced’ it? Y’know, when you can’t quite remember where you left it? 🙂 My Mum, drove home, because obviously, I guzzled Aperol Spritzies…after The Disney Store.

Fair enough, there was lots of wine, brunches and fun over the weekend. I checked in with my friends…briefly. Got on top of work. Then just relaxed with the kids. However….one of my favourite moments of the weekend, was the ‘school mum..’ catch up…

(There was a kids birthday party over the weekend…)

Miss.Murphy: ‘What are you wearing!?! Lol. Who wears glitter shoes to a kids party..?? Haha.’

Me: ‘Shut up. Lol. These are my driving shoes.’

Sam: ‘Does Ruby want Pizza?’

Me: ‘It’s like the Real Housewives of Yorkshire…’

Mum: ‘I got asked to be on Real Housewives of Marbella, a while ago, but I said no…I’m too boring, for it!’

Me: ‘You said NO! As if you said NO!! I can’t believe you said no. I would’ve moved to Marbella, to have done it. Haha.’

( I live for that show…It calms me, when I’m stressed. Yet, so does the occasional Jeremy Kyle episode…? So, yeah…I’m mental. Ignore me.)

Other Mum: ‘Oh yeah. I’m gonna be flying away with him.’

Miss. Murphy: ‘You’re actually going now! What about…?’

Other Mum: ‘Oh…he doesn’t know..’

Miss.Murphy: ‘You said he was fat and bald…But he’s not at all?’

Me: ‘How have I sat here for an hour and not known it’s your birthday today!!’ 

Miss. Murphy: ‘So, are you seeing your date again?’

I never thought i’d be a traditional ‘school mum.’ Yet, there’s just something about this group of Mamas, that is filled with the ‘sexy.’ They’re actually not traditional, school mums, in rain macs. They’re alive. They’re fun. They have designer shoes that read ‘LOVE.’ Louis Vuitton handbags and possible stables…’

They’re, what I call ‘Prosecco Mums,’ and I love them, madly. I’m like the tragic misfit of the bunch. The single, no husband, disorganized one, with a suggestive Insta profile…

We’re all really different from one another. Yet, w’re all great women. Confident women. Great mothers and well, I just really enjoy they’re company.

Then all our kids ruined everything and shoved tall plastic, slush palm trees, in our faces… 

At that point, the gossip got censored…

My inbox is * pinging,* almost every minute, with people asking me about my love life and my last date etc…

All I can tell you is that, the guy that I did the Manchester Airport date with, was wonderful. He says he wants to see me again, and I definitely will. I found him really sexy and confident. He’s smart and thoughtful. I liked him. I’find him interesting…I want to know lots about him…I’ll definitely be meeting him again. (I’m only one ‘meeting’ in. So it’s all ‘early doors.’)

I’m just treading carefully…Like I said, I’m not bothered about getting my heart broken, right now, when I have so much going on…

I eventually want to fall in love. I’m a true romantic. I want to be swept off my feet. Adored. Respected. And y’know, in that one meet up, my date was that! He was a REAL MAN, which made me notice that I’d not only been looking in the wrong place for love, but i’d wasted a lot of my time, on ‘little boys.’  At 37 years old, I don’t need to be doing that!

When it comes to love…

…this time..because obviously i’ve been married three times and had numerous flings and relationships..I want to PROPERLY fall in love. I want it to be stable and forever…with no stress. No drama.

And I do want to just say, that even though on paper, i’ve dated, romanced, flinged, loved, married, divorced, sexed..and well…just all sorts, with men, all over the world.

DO KNOW THAT….

… I never did all that because I was a floozy. That’s one of the biggest misconceptions about me. I’m a love bunny. There were options. I was young. A glamour model. Off the telly…Growing up in Hollywood…All sorts.

Yet, I never was and still not a man eater. I’m non judgemental. I’m modern. Yet when it comes to love, I’m quite ‘fairytale.’ I’m quite traditional…I’m a hopeless romantic, with a capital ‘H.’

I’m tragic…

So, every single time, I went into these encounters, with men, boys, gents, or misfits..

I always hoped (like any girl or woman,) that they would love me forever.

It just didn’t and still hasn’t quite worked out that way….

It’s actually only when I suddenly realise, that they guy i’ve been chatting to, or dating, only see’s me as  a ‘bed notch’ or someone they daren’t date… It was only THEN…at that point, when I HAVE to  file the encounter under ‘casual,‘ and ‘take it on the chin,’ without being embarrassed.

So i’m accidentally, a sassy, sexy, modern day woman.

The ‘Brand’ goes alongside that….and that’s fine with me, as it makes me very ‘now.’ It gives me the necessary ‘street cred.’ I’m swag. I’m cool…I’m…Blah, blah….

You get it…

Y’see, when it comes to WORK, I am that. I’m fire. I’m determined. I’m ambitious. I’m a glamourous, kitty DIVA, sprayed over, in solid steel, showers of glitter. Champagne pops around me and naughty winks, fill my walk way…

When it comes to love…I’m the opposite.

I’m not someone who really wants random casual sex. I love sex. But i don’t play a numbers game. I want to feeel a connection.

Plus, If i’m honest, I can have sex with anyone… I have an inbox full of offers…almost every few minutes.

That doesn’t make me feel mighty. It’s flattering. I appreciate the ‘adoration..’ Of course I do….

If anything it stresses me out, because I think, ‘how the hell can I have so much attention and not find Mr.Right. That ONE MAN, who will truly love and treasure me forever?’

I’m ready to fall in love…

I’m just scared to….

It makes me anxious…

Anyway…

Away from all that…Sunday morning was great because before Meadowhall, I got to chatter to Lil’ Sam Reece. I shouldn’t call him ‘Lil’ as he’s pretty grown. He’s a good guy.  I’ve referred to him as ‘Tats’ on this blog before.

I like waking up on a Sunday morning to a Reecy phone ‘ping.’ We’ll just have brief morning banter. ..then get on with life. We chatter in ‘spits & spots’ a lot. We both always have really shit love lives…We’re both ‘Yorkshire.’ We actually get on well. It’s easy. We wired the same way. We have the same banter.. This Sunday we talked ‘car bonnets/hotels and flat caps.’ 

I was actually gonna meet him for drinks..But I ended up doing Meadowhall instead and he ended up doing boy drinks…

But he’s a good guy. So I have a lot of respect for our Sam. He’s a good buddy…I’d see Sam as the kinda guy, i’d go for a drink with and kiss in the elevator when no one was looking. Haha!

(That hasn’t happened, by the way, before you all get excited. But i’d definitely kiss him in an elevator…It’d be a waste of ‘sexy’ people, if not. I don’t like to waste sexy people. You only live once.)

Right! I’m off!

Have a fantastic Tuesday!!

I love you.

Chrissie x

ps/ I’m about to step up my game…So strap in!

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Happy Sunday! I’m having a manic weekend of birthday celebrations for my little girl Ruby. We take celebrations really seriously in Wunna land …Meaning, if there’s any excuse to have a good old *knees up*…WE WILL. That’s what life is about!

She’s manage to survive 7 delightful years on this planet, with ME as her Mother, bestie and life guide…and GOSH, I couldn’t love her any more! I cant even describe how I feel. She’s my absolute treasure. And yeah, she’s a bit sassy…But I expect anything that enters the world, via my ‘lady parts’ to have a bit of ‘ooh laa’ in their system. I’m surprised she didn’t rock out with a 2 for 1 cocktails in her hand.

However…ANYWAY…

…There’s a story to Ruby and her shimmie onto this Earth Ball.

SEVEN YEARS AGO…(It was my daughters actual birthday, yesterday….) I was an itv2 show with Peaches Geldof… being interviewed, because as I had tinkered off the ‘Paris Hiltons BBF’ show a year before…I had fallen pregnant…and I had chosen to be a ‘glammy mammy.’ 

I can’t remember who was around me or on that show??? But, I do remember that big furry animals, Mark Wright, and Dom Jolly, were also being interviewed.

It was my ACTUAL DUE DATE and ITV had paid for a TAXI to pick me up from my doorstep in Yorkshire and DRIVE ME ALL THE WAY to the studio doors in London, to film. It was a 4 hour journey! They’d been on the phone to me all day, because I kept ‘umming’ and ‘arrring…‘about heading to London.

Me: ‘I don’t know if I can come??? I’m not coming down on the train. What if I go into labour!!!! I’m not having a flipping train baby….’

ITV: ‘We’ll sort this out for you…and when you get to the studio, we’ll have a Doctor right there for you, on set. Everything’s sorted. Your hotel’s booked…We’ll get you here. We’ll look after you…Please come. You don’t have too…But COME. Lol.’

And because they couldn’t have looked after me better and because I’d worked with a lot of them recently…The taxi pulled up outside my home…I was 9 months pregnant and IT WAS MY DUE DATE(I had already filmed previously…a couple weeks before the show, for the background story) and dressed in a tracksuit…I jumped in the cab and it drove me all the way to ITV in London….

I arrived there an hour before I was due to film and it was all manic and crazy. I was SO WELL LOOKED AFTER, yet there were bright lights, dressing rooms, green rooms, hair, makeup and outfit changes, chats with the producers, greeting with Peaches and everyone rushing around me to make sure I was okay. In fact, everyone kept trying to feed me. Lol

‘Honestly, I’m fine. I feel like i’ve eaten a whole child.’

The rubbish part about it, was the fact that everyone got to enjoy all the booze in the Green Room…and I got to chill and watch everyone have fun.

*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA*

Emma, who was also on the Hilton BBF show with me, on ITV2, was being interviewed on the show also. She was actually really lovely that night and rubbing my belly with ‘awws.’ But then she came out of her interview a bit narked off…

Ems: ‘They properly ripped me to shreds and it’s not fair. It’s alright for Chrissie, because she can take it and it’s what her brand IS! She’s fun and sassy…BUT they always make me look BAD and desperate and always make HER look good!!!!’

She’s a sensitive soul. Really lovely by nature. Yet, certainly get’s ripped into on interviews.

I was stood back stage, getting mic’ed up with my preggo bump before strutting down a giant catwalk for my interview. They were playing my VT to start egging the audience on…I was quite a controversial character during that time of my life…So you either ADORED ME MADLY, or HATED ME! It was kinda ‘showbiz’ at it’s finest.

They played the VT…I’m being filmed in the ‘Loose Women’ dressing room, i’ve having a spray tan, i’m being interviewed and dancing in front of a big red curtain on a dark lit stage and I’m rambling on about how i’d like to turn ‘just living life’ into a business, via my blog (which firstly I DID and secondly…they heavily promoted for me…) I had filmed all of this previously.

Anyway, the audience got all riled up and as they introduced me for my entrance, some of them CHEERED LOUDLY…and the rest of them BOOOOOOOOOOED, like their lungs couldn’t possibly *boo* anymore. 🙂

A member of the team just looked and me and smiled and showed me my stage entrance…I wet myself laughing and the *boos* looked back at him in a fit of giggles and said,

‘Cheers, you dick. Lol.’

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But Emma was right! I’m just made for it.

Half the audience loved everything that I stood for. Half of the didn’t like the fact that I was there on my due date, because I apparently should have been at home in my pj’s nesting, with my knitting. But i’m a hustler…What can I say? 😉

And I couldn’t have been looked after better. There was literally staff EVERYWHERE, incase my waters broke…ready to run in and save the day.

Secretly…ITV wanted me to go into Labour during my interview.

Me: ‘I know that you want me to go into Labour. Are you gonna start jumping out on me and scaring me, until my waters break?? Haha.’

This was an elevator conversation…Weirdly, I actually felt fine.I just knew Ruby wasn’t ready to come out yet…

Long story short….That night, Ruby didn’t pop out that night….I stayed over the evening in London, got home safely and even chilled a little, doing squats, eating pineapples and scaring myself, at my own mirror image….

When she did decide to *pop* out…It was filmed, moments of it were placed upon Youtube and just like that Ruby’s birth went VIRAL.

Obviously, I didn’t care about how ‘viral’ anything was at that time because I was in labour, having humans squeeze out of me…Yet, you know how you upload a video….(I wanted to look back and watch it, as it was the first time i’d ever had a baby and I also wanted to show Ruby the video when she was older…Plus, I live my life publicly, so sharing it on Youtube isn’t that much of an issue for me. It’s my job. Back in the day, it was seen as SO TABOO. Now, everyone’s doing it.) 

Anyway…

You know how you upload a video to Youtube and 100 people view it, then 400 people do…and over a 1000 people view it and you get all excited. I missed all that, I was recovering and having babies….

But my Mum walks into my hospital room, with refreshments and her phone in her hand…and says…

‘Chrissie….94,000 people have just watched your birthing video.’

There were loads of little snippets of the birth…Some were on 14,000 views, other’s on 81,000 views, some on 3,000 views and two that were on around 400,0000 views….

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I KNOW!!!

AND JUST LIKE THAT, WITHIN AROUND TWO HOURS….RUBY COMING INTO THE WORLD WENT VIRAL and over….

2,444,877 MILLION PEOPLE had at that point, viewed her arrival…

It was that crackers.

And at the time, loads of people said all sorts. Again, I didn’t care. I was so happy to be a new mum. I didn’t know that so many people would even watch it?

However, of course, due to the popularity of the videos…. with all of the love that came flooding in, I lot of ‘hate’ came a tumbling in also, as apparently it was so inappropriate of me, to upload my time in the labour room.

BLAH

In fact, months afterwards… all the hate’ did kinda make me feel a little weird and judged. I forgot to read the love.’ 

HOWEVER, let me tell you, YESTERDAY (my mum, dad, brother and the babies, all celebrated Ruby’s birthday at Sundown Adventure Land, which is one of her favourite places and I do want to thank ALL the staff there for being so utterly wonderful to us and making the day so special. We filmed parts of our day for you and placed them on my ‘social’ stories….They’re on my Insta, Facebook and Snapchat. Are you following them?) 

ANYWAY….Yesterday…..Ruby and I laid down in bed and I showed her the ITV2 show, and she watched a couple of the videos of her birth, that went viral and….

YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN HER BEAM! She did a face at me, like she couldn’t have felt more important. 😉

Ruby: ‘I can’t even believe that I was that special, that I was on the telly, in your belly and so many people watched me being born! Why do you look like a chipmunk?’

She said it so ‘7 year old’ and excited and understood every single part of it, as I told her the entire story from start to finish. She was fascinated. She threw her head back laughing and she just wanted to know everything about that moment….

So now….If i was ever in a situation where in which I was going to have another child….

I’d 100 PERCENT film it and upload it to Youtube…

I never know why so people are always scared of doing the things that feel so right or feel so normal, in case others judge them…when they’re not harming another single soul?

It’s weird that, isn’t it? So many people LIVE for what other people think! Why????  Like, I’m naturally someone who will not care about what ‘Joe Bloggs’ in Kansas thinks about my posts, if I’ve loved every single minute of it or chosen to do deliver it to the world. I’m someone who won’t even care, if someone close to me, a good friend, my mum, or if anyone disagrees with something that I am so passionate about. I’ll do it my way…always….IF, I think i’m right and if not, I’ll ask for help.

So, from my experience, I can tell you…

IN THE LONG RUN…

You will absolutely benefit from doing the things, that are TRUE to what YOU believe is right. The ones that smash it, don’t at all worry about the judgments of others. They go for it.

THEY LIVE THEIR VERSION OF LIFE PROUDLY AND WITHOUT FEAR. 

They don’t get caught up in what other people think of them, because they’re secure enough to stand their own ground.

Yet, the main reason why going with what YOU WANT TO DO, always works, is simply because it’s filled with utter love and over flown with your true passion.

When you do things out of love, wonderful things happen….

Don’t get it twisted 😉