Weekly wishlist

So here are my fashion picks for this week.


What can I say about this dress from ASOS Curve, its just super cute and I want it.


My second choice is something that may surprise many, even my husband was shocked when I tried to convince him of my need.

Its a Tweed Blazer from BON PRIX and I simply think it oozes elegance while also having a real edge to it.

It’s certainly taken a top spot in my dream wardrobe.




My last choice is a dress from Simply Be that just caught my eye as I was browsing the website.

I can’t tell you why i love it really. Yes it has style and yes its my favourite shape but to be honest there is something about it that just spoke to me.



It simply said “Come to Sara”.


I think its smart and sassy and will be perfect for travelling and attending my upcoming conferences.


*Click the photos for links.

*All opinions and choices are my own.



Fostering is a career.

I’m excited to share with you the news that I am now blogging over at the Fostering with Progress blog where for the next 6 months I will be writing a number of articles on a variety of foster care subjects.

As many of you know I have been fostering now for over five years and I am extremely passionate about what I do.

Here is my first post which I am also sharing here; as I think it is interesting for all not just foster care professionals.


One of the most common misconception’s regarding foster caring is that it’s just like raising your own children. A agonizing stereotype I know, yet this limited perspective of what is really involved, also leaves many believing that you need to have raised your own children to be a foster carer which actually is not the case. 

Quickly I shall dispel other common pigeonholed viewpoints, yes; you can be a parent already, no you don’t need to previously have had a child of your own. Your marital status, sexuality, religious or cultural background will also not prevent you from fostering.

Fostering is a profession, it involves a skill set that extends well beyond the typical parenting prowess, yet the only real qualification you need to have is the desire to support and guide children. There are various types of fostering; including Emergency, Short- term, Long-term, leaving care, short break, parent and baby, and specialist care, yet all share an identical factor, the placement of children, whom through no fault of there own have been separated from their birth family and are often vulnerable, damaged and hurt. 

In the best cases you are dealing with bereavement, while the worst circumstances can involve abuse and, or neglect, at first this seems a rather bizarre assertion, the cold reality however, is a child who has suffered neglect / abuse, or even both, often suffer with more psychological stresses and fears.   

Unlike most caring professions, fostering gives a new meaning to the term full-time, it’s far cry from shift based employment, and you don’t get to go home and leave it all behind. Fostering isn’t easy and to be truthful it shouldn’t be, it’s a profession, which holds the wellbeing of a child in its hands. Yet as a foster carer you can lead a fulfilled career whilst making a difference in the life of a child, plus you can achieve personal development and qualifications that are suited across the care sector. Though each company is different, my agency; Progress Care; certainly encourages us to extend our skill set and education.

While money should never be the reason you become a foster carer, an income is necessary for the majority to be able to foster, the provision of a living wage enables us carers to flourish in a role that can be exhausting and challenging and yet personally for me, has been so rewarding.

You get to make a difference in the life of a child, complete job satisfaction. 



Is it to late?

I have a confession to make.

This whole university process with my daughter has made me jealous.

It has reminded me how much I wanted a degree.

University was never an option for me when I was younger . Life just got in the way. Now reading my daughters course literature and hearing her talk about lectures has really tore at my heart.

Don’t get me wrong I am so proud of my baby girl out there achieving her dream.

I’m just left with a lot of what if’s.

What if I went back to studying?

What if it didn’t work?

What if I failed?

Am I to old to achieve this dream?

Is it possible?

Can I afford it?

I don’t know right now all I do know is that I want to achieve something so desperately.

Is it to late for me to achieve my dreams?

What do you guys think?


Hipster holiday hotspots

I love finding new fashion ideas and get excited by new styles.

So when I came across Simply Be’s Hipster holiday hotspots I did get a little loud.

Its a fantastic interactive graphic which allows you to check out outfits styles from across various locations.

You get to scroll your way around the world woo hoo.

Go take a look and choose and vote for your favourite hotspot.


My favourite hotspot is Rome, Italy. An on trend grungy get up.

Canda is a close second.


I think they have missed a New York outift, I’m thinking this outfit would be perfect.


I would love this outfit.


Go take a look and come back and tell your favourite hotspot.

Dear Kennedy, when your daughter goes to university.

Dear Kennedy 

I can’t believe that we dropped you off at university yesterday.

I wasn’t sure how I would feel. 

Its been a rocky road the last few months a lot of arguments and clashes. 

I guess its the normal teenage desires to be an adult fighting with the mothering instinct to keep you safe.

I have jokingly said I couldn’t wait for this moment but I was wrong. 

It was harder than I imagined.

Driving away from the university leaving you behind was awful.

It honestly felt as if i was losing control.

I guess I am.

From the moment I gave birth the instinct to protect you was paramount. 

Every decision I make is about keeping you safe.

Now I have to let you go and just pray that i have raised you well and that you will keep  yourself safe.

Arrrahhhh its hard.

Harder than I imagined.

Kennedy you are my first born, everything I have learned about being a mom has come from you first.

The sleepless nights, the endless feeding to the stroppy teenage tantrums and the “ I know betters”.

Enjoy this next stage in your life sweetheart.

Grab every opportunity and live life to the full.

At times you have drove me to distraction but I am so proud of you baby girl.

You have wanted to be a history teacher for so long and now you are on the first step towards your dream.

Work hard and have fun.

Know that although we are a distance away you are never far from my thoughts.

May this be your stepping stone to your dreams.

Love you to the moon, stars and back again.

Be safe 

Mom xxx



Don’t hide away.

When my daughter died I spent a lot of hours (still do) looking at photographs and the one thing that struck me hard was that I was barely in any of them. In fact I had maybe one or two with me in them with Livvy.

To be honest I wasn’t surprised but I was angry.

Angry at myself.

You see it hadn’t happened over night this camera shy behaviour of mine. From my teen years I have shied away every time anyone got a camera out.

I just hated how I looked, it was as simple as that.

It wasn’t always because of my weight because even as a size 8 I still hated seeing myself in a photo.

Yet as the weight went on so did my resolve to become the photographer never the model.

Having beautiful children was the perfect excuse, I wanted to capture them not me.

So then I found myself with no shared memories of me and my beautiful girl.

I had lived them but I had nothing to remind me.

It hurt.

It hurt like hell.

I wanted to remember the laughter we felt when we twirled her on the ice.

The daily messes we got into at meal times.

I had her smiles to see but I wanted to see my smile and remember my joy from that moment.

Our togetherness.

It hurt and I was so angry that I had let vanity or maybe shame rob me of these memories.

So it was at this point I decided I couldn’t allow myself to be lost from all memories. I didn’t want my girls to ask where I was when they look back in years to come. I wanted a reminder for them of who I was and what I looked like and how crazy we could be together.

It wasn’t easy to step from behind the lens but it was one best things I have ever done.

Don’t get me wrong I still cringe a few times when I see my double chin but I can look past that now and see the memory that was formed.

The moment that was shared.

In fact my girls laughed at me the other day for taking what they called “yet another selfie”. They speak the truth beyond this journey of memory making I have learned to love who I am. My body has birthed four amazing girls. It has carried so many children on it’s hips. It too holds it’s own memories.

It’s also the only one I have and yes while there are bits I would love to change I do finally like most of it.

Stepping in front of the camera scared me silly but I am so thankful that I did.

Life is different now, I have less regrets.

I take chances regardless of how far from my comfort zone they are and I have been rewarded with so many new and amazing memories. I’ve also met so many incredible people too just by being less afraid.

I wish I could go back and tell that gawky teen to love herself a little more.

I wish I could tell that new mom to capture those moments with her precious child.

I cannot go back but I can tell all you out there.

Don’t hide who you are.

Photobomb snapshots.

Fill your Instagram feed.

Jump into the scenery and make those memories.


One day they will be the most precious gift you could give yourself.


Style picks

Yes I know it’s not Sunday, I was attacked by the evil flu and spent most of Sunday wiping my nose and trying to breathe, asthma sucks.


Anyway I couldn’t go a week without showing you my fashion choices for the week.

First up I have to tell you this week I have fell in love.

When I came across this jacket from Curvissa, that was it love at first sight.




Then off to Fashion World we go for this truly beautiful Alice and You Printed Oriential dress. There are no words needed really this is just perfection.




Last but not least when I am not fighting the flu I do love to hit our local pool and my swimsuit isn’t looking as good as it used to so the search has started for its replacement.

I just love this again from FashionWorld. 


Its Sea by Melissa Odabash. It’s a classic swimsuit but the style just really caught my eye. I think the lines are simply stunning.







There you go better late than never, my fashion picks for the week.


Don’t forget just click the pics for the links.



Wedding guest style.

Last Saturday I was blessed to attend the wedding of two amazing people. A couple who we have only know for a year or so but have really become part of our hearts.

So as the day was so special i went into the normal panic of what to wear.

But thanks to some great advice via twitter from the beautiful Nikki i finally found a outfit.



I loved this goregous skater dress from ASOS  it was just perfect for the church and afternoon tea.

I wore it with my  New Look Bow Ballet pumps which are so comfortable and also so pretty.

I love this dress and will be wearing it often, excited to wear it with tights and biker boots through the colder seasons.


I decided to change it up a little in the evening.

evening outfit


My top is an old one from ASOS and i’m wearing my new favourite jeans Chloe from Simply Be and my new Catwalk  Cowboy boots 


So there you go my wedding outfit.


The whole day was truly wonderful and I wish the happy couple a life full of love and laughter.

Coming down with a bang after Plus North

It’s been over a week now since Plus North and I have come down to earth with a bang.

I have been watching all the photos from the event going online and I am so cross at myself.

I hid behind my husband.

I look at the ladies all taking selfies together in groups chatting, laughing and I know I let myself down.

Why do I always shy away from friendships?

Oh come on

I know why.

I just don’t feel good enough.

I’m sorry I don’t mean this to be a woe me kind of post.

More Sara you are a stupid so so kind of post.

Why do I let the past control my future?

The evil lies that I was told still be my truth.

I was so determined to go to plus north and really engage in friendship. But I saw beautiful amazing women and I felt inferior.

I hate that I feel this way.

It’s so much more than just plus north. It’s me generally.

I am so very lonely and hate that I do this to myself.

Honestly I am my own worst enemy.

Am I beyond hope?

Style on Sunday



I absolutely love this Black and White Monochrome Block skater dress from Yours Clothing. Its just so stylish and so right now.




I have a lot of business events coming up and while they are quite casual I do think a smart blouse adds a little chic to the day.

This blouse from Fashion World is perfect, dress it up with trouseurs or smart casual with my skinny jeans.





I love these boots from Simply Be. They are perfect combination for me. Style and comfort. I need.


So there my style picks for this week.

The new season styles are certainly making an impact.

I cannot wait.