Kayla’s Frozen Themed Pamper Party

My friend Jayne a qualified Montessori teacher of seven years and nail technician of four, recently set up her own business combining both her passions by creating kids party entertainment, Pinkys Princess Pamper Parties. I was so exciting when she contacted me asking to review a party for her.

So on the morning the excitement and anticipation as Kayla’s friends arrived on the morning of the party was bliss. I think I was more excited than the girls as they didn’t know Disney Frozen’s Elsa was making a special appearance.

Jayne arrived giving the girls a quick description of what would be happening and gave the girls some fairy dust (we are still eating glitter) and got them to make a big wish, all of a sudden Elsa appeared in our playroom.  It was magical; the girls didn’t know what to do. I half expected them to rugby tackle her but they were pretty stunned that their favourite Disney Princess had appeared all the way from Arendelle. They were amazed, their faces were priceless. They quickly got over the disbelief and started launching questions to Elsa. Kayla pulled apart her room to find everything and anything Frozen related to show off to Queen Elsa.

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Some of the question they asked where hilarious. The poor Snow Queen was interrogated by the four and five year olds, it was quite amusing to watch. The party continued with songs, stories and photos until the girls were ready to be pampered.

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The girls received the cutest little mini manicure fit for a princess and nail polish of their choice. The girls also got some glitter tattoos and got to experiment on each other too. While the girls were having their manicures Elsa was in the background curling their hairs and adding some sparkle with glitter hairspray.

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Once all the pampering was over they had a picnic of cupcakes and sparkling fruit juice in pink champagne flutes. It was picture perfect, they really enjoyed it. Then Elsa surprised me and the little ladies with bags that contained all the pieces to make their own edible Olaf with marshmallows and chocolate chips. Unfortunately some of the girls ate Olaf before he was complete.

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They continued to sing songs, tell stories and pose for pictures with the Snow Queen. The girls really loved their nails, tattoo’s and curls but Elsa made the party. Emma the girl who played Elsa is an actress in real life having performed in both theatre and appearing in short films. Jayne was fantastic with the girls, she knew exactly what the say and had the girls entertained at all times.

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Overall the girls had a fantastic enchanted day. It was a fairytale dream for the girls to meet, party and be pampered with Elsa. They were spoilt, pampered and all pinked out. Kayla is boasting daily that Elsa ‘magiced’ her way to our house and is now saving her pennies to go meet her again in Disneyland.

If you are interested in hosting a Pinkys Princess Pamper Parties here is the price-list.

PRICELIST
Pamper Party €10 per child (minimum five children)
Chocolate fountain with mallows and strawberries €25
Games with prizes to suit age group and child’s interests/hobbies etc. €30
Party bags €25
Appearance from Elsa €40

Pamper parties are only available Sat-Sun so book early to avoid disappointment.

If you would like to contact Jayne to book or enquire about Pinkys Princess Pamper Parties you can do so through her Facebook page.

**This party was given to us for reviewing purposes. In no way will that effect my honest opinion about the day**

Tummy Time of Torture

Frankie spent his first two weeks on his tummy flaked across my chest like most babies, during that precious bonding time. Over the next few weeks as he became more alert he decided he didn’t want to be face down in my abdomen, so then tummy time became no more.

At my last Public Health Nurse appointment, the nurse pointed out the obvious that Frankie was getting a flat head. She nagged for at least ten-minutes about how important tummy time was; motor skills this, muscles development that. Let’s just face facts, he HATES it.

Now as a result of despising tummy time he has yet to roll over from his front to back whilst on a flat surface, he is six months next week. He will sit up on his elbows for all of two minutes then he proceeds to plank the floor, kicking and screaming.

I’ve tried it all, couple minutes here, couple there and couple feckin’ everywhere. I make a shrine for my little babóg, surrounded by colourful toys. I’ve got on all fours, flopped about like a fish singing twinkle-twinkle many a times. One day he even grunted at me, pretty sure he clenched his fist in a temper too. How dare I put him on his tummy?

We have tried this…

Tummy Time

and this…

Tummy Time

and this…

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So I get how tummy time is an important aspect of the larger concept of free floor time BUT every year with every new baby there is a new technique to raise your baby. Personally I think tummy time in just a new-fangled idea to make up for the fact that babies spend way to much of their days on their back. Tummy time wasn’t a major concern four-years-ago. Kayla NEVER had tummy time, ever, she’s fine, and her motor skill and muscles developed just like any other kid.

Today I have decided to stop forcing tummy time on my little man, he doesn’t like, and I don’t even know why I tried for so long. Frankie is sitting up aided by a couple of pillows, he is able to support his own feet and loves bouncing around in his swing; he’s fine. His motor skills are developing just perfect too. He can pick up and grab any object in his path and manoeuvre it into his dribbly mouth. He can even hold his own bottle; bet you my PHN’s baby can’t do that. And we are signing, which is great for motor skills and muscle development, not that he has returned a sign yet but he recognises them and he will sign over the next couple of months.

Does your baby like tummy time?

PR Friendly

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My Blog is PR friendly. I am available for attending events, product launches, product reviews etc. If you are a brand or company with a product you think we would like to review, please email me.

Here is just some of the brands I have been lucky enough to work with so far

(click link if you wish to read the review):

Dribble Stop Top, UV Buddy, Bee The Books, MikaB Teething Jewellery, Infacare and Dream Dots.

If you would like to contact me, email me at mylittlebabog@gmail.com

Thanks Kellie xxx

Dribble Stop Top Review

What is a Dribble Stop Top?

The Dribble Stop Top is an award winning innovative product created by two mums Tracy and Emma. It is a soft cotton vest with a built in pocket made of specialized waterproof material which allows babies skin to remain comfortable, dry and safe during the dribbling stages of teething. The discreet integrated bib acts as a barrier to stop dribbles soaking through onto baby’s delicate skin. The pocket with an extra high neckline is hidden inside the top which then completely covers and protects the baby’s chest area.

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My Review

Only recently has Frankie’s dribbles started soaking through his bibs, it was perfect timing to re-route my Dribble Stop Top that I received months ago. The vest itself was a perfect fit; the sizing was spot on and accurate. Made with high quality jersey material, it collected Frankie’s dribbles straight away, leaving his chest dry, clean, it left him feeling comfortable. He was also less irritated with my constant need to change his outfits. It washed great, lessoned my washing load and is tumble dryer safe.

Frankie's dribbles collected in  less than three hours

Frankie’s dribbles collected in the hidden pocket in less than three-hours.

I love the top, the only flaws I have with Dribble Stop Top are that they are only available in three colours; pink, blue and white. I would love to see the range expanded with a wider variety of colours and designs. If you are conscious about preventing rashes and your baby’s skin, you can be assured there will be no disturbed sleeps due to your baby having a cold and wet chest.

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 Dribble Stop Top are €15 for 2 and are available HERE

**This product was sent to me for reviewing purposes. In no way will that effect my honest opinion about this product**

Tales of a Tired Mom

After many challenges, questions and occasional tantrums with the small, bedtime can be quiet frustrating in my household. Last week it was an utter success but unfortunately it was replaced by a week-long of sleepless nights from sundown to sunrise with thanks to my two nocturnal children.

I woke up one of the mornings to find Frankie naked from the waist down and Kayla in his cot changing his bum. With the happiest grin, thinking she was the cleverest, smartest, greatest kid in the world, I refrained from screaming, I got up went the toilet counted to ten returned and took over what she had started. Not a wipe left in the 60 pack and they are all face down in his sheets. Lovely, thanks Kayla you’re the best (sic). The two of them smiling and cooing, whilst I looked on as if I had escaped from an asylum after another sleepless night.

Last week I considered giving them up for adoption. They spent four of seven nights acting the complete bollox, here is a recorded timeline of one those nights…

7.45 Story time with the four-year-old.

8.05 She goes straight asleep, success!

8.15 Feed baby his last bottle.

8.30 Babies bedtime.

8.37 Baby cries, race up the stairs to put soother in mouth.

8.39 Breathless, sits on stairs for a few minutes.

8.42 Boils kettle, makes coffee.

8.50 Baby cries.

8.51 Trying to avoid eye contact with smiling baby.

8.52 Tuck in, soother, kiss goodnight.

9.01 Baby falls asleep.

9.03 Clicks kettle, mammy time.

10.30 Bedtime; creeps back into room, don’t breathe, get into bed.

10.41 Baby wakes up for soother.

10.50 Baby coughs.

23.04 Baby falls asleep and snores heavily; surprised neighbours cannot hear.

23.10-23.20 I fall asleep.

00.07 Four year old wakes up – to warm.

00.13 Now she’s too cold.

00.14-00.20 She falls asleep.

01.36 Baby wakes up – doesn’t know what he wants.

01.45 Falls asleep *snores (pokes baby to try stop snoring).

02.30 Baby wakes; I let baby cry it out.

02.50 I give in, bottle time.

03.56 Loud bang followed by four-year-old calling for mammy.

03.57 Tucks her in, rubs back (she fell out of bed HAHA), kisses goodnight.

03.59 She now needs to go the toilet (WTF, considers telling her she has a mattress protector).

04.00 Carries child to toilet, wipes bum, washes hands, tuck’s in.

04.06 Find four-year-old creepily loitering around bedroom door.

04.07 I allow her to co-sleep.

04.10 Baby wakes up.

04.15-04.25 Everyone asleep and snoring.

06.05 Beep Beep… BEEP, stupid van reverses up the road (I consider throwing rocks from the window).

06.40 Neighbour slams door leaving for work (considers throwing rocks again).

06.41 Everyone’s awake.

07.00 Daydreams about adoption, running away and working nights.

I’ve yet to meet a mom who hasn’t had their fair share of sleepless nights. I choose to be a mom; I choose to have two children, i do love them, it comes without saying. My god its hard work, if you’re not wiping butts, wiping up sick you’re nursing a boo-boo. So dear friends and family STOP judging me on my high level of caffeine intake, telling me I look tired, and do not judge my appearance. I am tired!!

First Day of Big School

You would think after co-writing a blog on preparing your child for big school, I’d have bells on a week in advance. No, I found myself panicking at 9pm the eve of her first day with a permanent marker scribbling her name on ever stitch of school clothing. Kayla awoke the next day questioning who had been doodling on her uniform, then proceeded to protest her hatred for it. She detested the colour, the skirt was to short (I’ll remind her of that one in a few years) and the tie, she despised the tie. Unfortunately for her she had to wear it.

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After about what felt like an hour helping her get dressed she lost a bloody butterfly charm off one of her shoes; FML. I now spent the next half hour searching the whole house for this stupid butterfly, damn you Dunnes Stores!! Eventually I found it, but this was no good, she want it fixed five minutes ago. I somehow calmly reassured her, nobody would notice, nana’s magic kit would sew it back on that evening, she soon overcame her fear of a fashion fail on the first day. It is day five and we are still waiting on nana and her magic kit.

Her daddy and his family came over for some photos. Poor Frankie was dumped with the neighbour; after all it was her big day. We both walked her to school. It was a picturesque moment; she skipped holding both mammy’s and daddy’s hand. It actually brought a tear to my eye. Two years ago we couldn’t bear to be in the same room. Both putting aside our difference for our little princess, she smiled, giggled and I enjoyed every moment of it. Then she realized she was walking for longer than three minutes. She had now endured the longest walk of her life.

Kayla is loud, very loud. She really likes the sound of her own voice. The fear of the unknown shut her up for just a tiny second as she sat down in her classroom. Teacher had announced it was time for parents to leave, my throat dried, the horrible lump appeared, trying to hold back the tears as she waved, then completely ignored us as she concentrated so hard a putting her build-a-blocks together. I did however notice that the blinds were shut, a pointless manoeuvre I had planned, to peak through to see if she was settling ok; again, not taking any of my own advice. I did cry, for just a minute. I soon realized how peaceful it was at home, an hour in school was just not long enough. It was bliss. 

Upon collection she declared that she wouldn’t be going back to school the next day and would be found watching movies, in her pajamas and eat ice-cream all day. Somewhat of a routine we had encountered through the summer. 

I spent the hour on her first day wondering if she missed me, if she needed help, if she needed a hug. Reality is my baby isn’t a baby anymore; my independent, energetic, beautiful little girl is growing up. 

Dream Dots Review

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I recently received a pack of 24 Dream Dots to review. It’s always nice to receive a product that’s just for me. So I was a little excited to get a spot and try out this latest innovative product to hit the Irish market.

Dream Dots patches claim to heal, calm, clear and purify your skin. The patch contains a special gel in an adhesive disc that creates a moist healing environment when applied overnight.

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A week or so after receiving my gift, a spot formed. So I applied the little see through disc onto the affected area as directed and left it overnight and eh… morning. They are so discreet, almost invisible; I forgot it was there. I went on my first school run with Kayla, Dream Dots included. Thankfully nobody noticed.

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I’m pretty gross and normally pop my spots… disgusting I know. So I was very happy after my first application, I could see a dramatic difference. My violent red spot had turned more of a pale pink, it was noticeably calmer. Upon my second application the following evening my spot had indeed disappeared, it vanished overnight.

I would highly recommend Dream Dots to anyone who suffers from an occasional acne breakout. Having had awful skin throughout my pregnancy, I only wish they had of been available then too. They will always have a place in my draws amongst my many lotions and potions. They are available HERE and a pack of 24 will cost you €14.99.

**This product was sent to me for reviewing purposes. In no way will that effect my honest opinion about this product**