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Advertorial bought to you in association with Aptamil Growing Up milks Hero is 2 and a half and LOVES playdates. If I tell him that his friend Zaccy is coming over, he’s over the moon and asks me every two minutes if he’s here yet. I openly admit that I love playdate days too [and…
ST. VALENTINE’S DAY: PRETTY IN PINK GIFT GUIDE
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Back to School With Trutex Uniform
This post is a Trutex School Uniform Review. We were compensated for this post but our opinions are our own. Trutex School Uniform Review Hey, friends! So this year it’s all change for us. For the past 7 years we’ve been based on a campus which homes both the nursery, infant and junior schools for…
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WEIGH IN DAY: 27TH APRIL 2016 [MY SLIMMING WORLD JOURNEY]
I’ve read so many other people’s amazing slimming journeys online and been utterly inspired by the spectacular transformations that have happened to them – yet I’ve been equally sure that I couldn’t be that person. And so, for better or worse I’ll be as honest as possible on here about my weight loss and the…
Sunday Re-Set and Refresh with Very.co.uk
As a teacher with late-diagnosed ADHD and autism, routines are very important for me. Without them, I get tense, and stressed, and if I’m completely honest, I tend to blow up the weekend with my feelings that get the better of me. I have to work hard to regulate my own emotions after a week…
I’M GONNA PARTY LIKE IT’S MY BIRTHDAY
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