Right to education, right to life

With many parents across the world currently homeschooling their children, we are exposed to the great responsibility of teachers; this is to provide a high standard of education to our children and young people. While touching base with my daughters school teacher over the phone, the delight of speaking to a fellow adult had never been so prominent! I’d been waiting for this moment, the moment to confess… that in fact, my homeschooling knees had given way by day 4. Like a deer in the head lights I was stunned by the fantastic array of activities that were to be completed, all were socially, ethically and academically sound. But wait, where are the books full of mathematics and handwriting practice that would occupy my inquisitive six year old while I sat with heavy eyes, bagfuls of postnatal anxiety and a luke warm cup of tea. This was never going to work.
After my brief confession, I covered for my daughter as her teacher complimented how enthusiastic she was to engage and learn. Well, let’s just say she is fully engaged with a bunch of cheesy Netflix series and has learnt an extremely irritating game called the ‘pause challenge’. The truth is, my beautifully unique daughter is indeed enthusiastic but her Mother is not. Thankfully I was reminded by her school teacher that “they won’t remember how much work they did or why they did it, but the positive memories we make with them will be something they keep forever”. However corny that may sound, it’s completely spot on and should be the motto for parents worldwide. So thank you Mrs Google, Miss YouTube and Mr Netflix, you have yet again saved this millennial Mums arse. While this experience is both challenging and frustrating for all of us, we can’t underestimate the importance of the education we can give our children. By sending them to school, extra curriculum clubs and by creating a safe home environment we can be sure that they will have a positive start in life.
Among my rumbles about having to home school, I’ve become so much more aware of how fortunate we are in the UK.

We are able to offer many opportunities and options when it comes to our children’s (even our own) education and social life. I recently watched a TED talk by human rights protector Rabiaa El Garani, who described her story of investigating the atrocious crimes committed by ISIS against the Yazidis, a community of people based in Northern Iraq.
The way she described the experience of these people was vivid; although I don’t believe words could ever describe the devastation these communities face. Delving deeper into this, the individuals who are involved have no control over their destiny, education is just a dream. As a Mother in one of these communities the unimaginable emotions and anger that must weigh over them would bring any one to their knees. Children are born into corruption, where having options in education, career prospects and life choices are extremely limited/non existent.
Every child has the right to an education and in many countries it is a given that no one falls through the net, but not everywhere. The mental and physical pain parents and children go through just to fight for their communities and lives is relentless. So, before we question our governments “when can the kids go back to school?” why not treasure the endless supply of educational resources we have, this is more than just books; it’s the people around us and the opportunities that are there for the taking; opportunities to speak up and be heard. Let’s be zealous about what good may come of this pandemic, whether it’s by personal growth, a new found love for community spirit or just recognising the importance of being able to connect with others. Pray for those communities around the world, where freedom is being wiped out. Pray that they never give up the fire that keeps them pushing forward every day. Finally, let’s be consistent in reflecting on the fact that uncertainty or certainty of peril is an everyday feeling for these beautiful individuals. Whatever ‘pray’ means to you, we must unify in thought and action to hold up the weak; a true international community.

Our words may be small and may even be over looked but someone somewhere is listening.

Photo by Valeriia Miller

Simple steps to rest

After a non stop day and a non stop evening, the biggest favour you can do yourself is aim for the simple things. We all know that feeling of lugging ourselves up the stairs to bedfordshire, wishing for the kids to be neatly tucked up in bed ready for a full night sleep, instead we enter the battlefield. Bedding, toys, cups, paper and books everywhere, the moment the kids realise that they do actually have stuff to play with and all of sudden they have to read, do that puzzle or writing for school. The angelic Mum in me says “These are precious moments, opportunities to let the kids express themselves” but more often than not the dragon Mum in me blows an imaginary whistle telling the prisoners to get back to their cells. Okay maybe that is a bit harsh, but in reality we all have to draw a line under the activities of the day by letting go of that Mum guilt and allow time for recuperation.
After battling with the kids, my husband is already catching some Z’s before his night shift. At this stage it is all too easy for me to just fall into bed like someone has got me with a tranquilizer. But the house is the quietest its been all day and I could do something really productive like watch that episode of Our Girl while Googling ‘Join the Army’ and swiftly agreeing that it’s probably a bad idea as I may lose my glasses in combat. We can waste our time on so many irrelevant things that in that moment we believe is the right thing to do in order to focus on ourselves.

The world has so much to offer to help us get a better night sleep and we are surrounded by dreamy celebrity nighttime routines, but how often do we start those routines only to see it as another chore? There’s no shame in accepting that a 10 step routine is just too long! unless going to the toilet is counted? which I might add is an excellent opportunity for that peace and quiet we all crave… unless the kids are still awake, then you’re just on your porcelain stage and they’re all clapping. This is not toilet humour, but reality people. Continuing…
Overtime I’ve learnt that the best rest comes not just when I’m sleeping but in the moments of peace beforehand. The call of bed is strong to me, I’ve always been a woman who needs her sleep but I make an effort now to at the very least cleanse my face and moisturise it before sleep. I can rest easy then that I wont awake to a face of smudged mascara… asking my reflection “did we go out last night??”. Rest is more than just sleep, so however many things you could be doing it’s vital that we stop and remind ourselves that if we wind down to bed, we often gain better quality sleep and therefore gain a tad more energy for the day ahead. You can check out my top tips for good rest below.

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My top tips for getting that good good rest are:

  1. Don’t overwhelm yourself with beauty products, just have the everyday essentials in clear view (save face masks, hair removal, conditioning etc for another opportunity for self care).
  2. Keep a pack of cleansing wipes next to your bed, just in case. I use Simple Biodegradable facial wipes, they’re mild on the skin and the environment! Good feels before sleep.
  3. Learn a few basic facial techniques (I often find slapping myself in the face a couple times before bed to be quite relaxing) In all seriousness, it makes me slow down and become mindful of how my body is feeling.
  4. Have a hot drink, I just love a good cup of English tea but I occasionally enjoy some warm/hot milk with grated nutmeg and cinnamon mixed in.
  5. Do a few basic stretches just to shake that day off.

    (Please check with your Dr if you’re unsure if any of this is suitable, especially if you’re pregnant).

Welcome, Croeso, Bienvenue, Karibu!

I have always been an individual who finds writing down my thoughts on paper to be extremely satisfying. Being an introvert, I have only ever done it for my own focus and progress. Now, I’m ready to share…
I can recall when my husband and I first lived together, I wrote him a letter explaining my thoughts and feelings after a very childish but important argument that we had. I have to be honest, that was the last letter I wrote to him! He was confused by the whole experience and as I read the letter back to myself, I felt the intensity in my words. Despite this rocky moment between my husband and I, we have pushed beyond our own boundaries to respect one another’s ways of communicating. We have grown our own language where my pensive character and his zealous nature joins hands and puts us on an even keel to truly hear and understand each other.

As humans, it’s important for us to be heard and understood but in reality that won’t always be the case. Even so, we are a generation of dynamic communication; if we were to stop, sense, recognise more than just the words we hear; we may experience more opportunities to give and more to gain. Starting the blog, I am inspired by the community of ‘Mummy bloggers’ from all around the world, they offer a fantastic resource to the needs of Mama’s in this generation. I really hope that I can contribute and collaborate alongside my overall aim to help and inspire others. Expect topics such as: #MumLife, Motherhood from around the world, Female empowerment, Wellbeing and uplifting content.
So, it’s Welcome, Croeso, Bienvenue, Karibu from me and thank you always for reading, please comment and subscribe! I will be posting every Sunday.

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