
I am Sobbing at Mamma Mia Mum


Ok so it’s a bit off topic maybe, but my Lovelies have asked for more Lifestyle content, and sure why not?
So tonight is Mammy’s advice to any Brideys in the audience.

The Him and I got married on a Wednesday, over Christmas in 2009, which was (you might remember) the year of THAT BIG SNOW. I’m sure it was a huge inconvenience to many. I’m sure some people grumbled about our choice of date.
But here’s the thing about weddings, they’re a lot like parenting really. Because everyone has an opinion (or ten) and if you try to please everyone, you’ll spin right through the whole event in a whirlwind of stress and worry.
So from an oul married woman to you, the lucky Lovely who is planning your big day, here are some of my words of wisdom…
2. Do what YOU want. Don’t book a hotel just because that’s where your 4 sisters got married. Don’t get married in a chapel/church/field because that’s what people expect. Don’t have a video if you don’t want one. Don’t wear heels if you don’t want to. Don’t have a top table if it terrifies you. Don’t have a traditional first dance if you hate the thought of it. Decide with your partner how YOU see your day, and WHERE you see it happening, and do it. You’ll be married the same as everyone else whether you have fancy cars or 47 priests on an altar. Your Day, your way. And yes you may have some people grumbling about how THEY would have expected it, or done it, but unless you’re marrying your great Aunt Jacinta, her opinion isn’t that important.

3. Don’t get caught up in who can and can’t make it. Whoever wants to be there and CAN be there, WILL be there. Life gets in the way some times; illness, no babysitter, kids suddenly sick, weather… And while you might be genuinely sad that someone can’t make it, or doesn’t turn up, the wedding will go on without them and you’ll still be married to the love of your life. The only people who NEED to be there, are you and your partner and whoever is celebrating the marriage for you! We had some guests who didn’t make it (or used the snow as an excuse not to make it!) and yet, the day went on and we’re still married.
4. Stick to your means: Don’t put yourself in debt for 5 years for one day. You don’t NEED most of the things you think you do. Why do you need the most expensive hotel? Why do you need 6 Bridesmaids? Why do you need eleventy billion people there? If you WANT them there, go for it. If you don’t, why are they invited? If (like us) you are both from huge families, don’t be afraid to set limits. Only aunts and uncles, or first cousins only, or adults only… or only the family members you see and spend time with? Imagine! Imagine NOT inviting the cousin you haven’t seen since you were 4, or the aunty who you’re pretty sure despises you? Imagine!
If you are going to be paying for this wedding yourselves, YOU are in charge of what, when, how and who…(If getting help, of course the people who are helping to fund it should be respected and included in plans.) Yes of course, many of us want to keep everyone happy, especially our parents, but it is YOUR day and if you are going to have to leave out your team mates or workmates so some schoolmate of your Mum’s (who you don’t know) can come, it might be time to have a chat with Mum. Surround yourselves with the people who mean the most to YOU. (Both of our sets of parents hosted a table each at ours. It worked perfectly for everyone. Just a suggestion!)

5. Say NO. “We want to get you a magician as a gift.” “We’d love to get you doves as a gift.” “I’d love you to wear my veil.” ALL of these are kind gestures and if they suit you, go with them. But if you hate magicians, don’t want to see any birds on the day (unless they’re on your plate) and don’t want to wear a veil, JUST SAY NO. But I might offend someone… Are they you? Are they your partner? Are they getting married? No? Well then, they’ll get over it BECAUSE IT’S NOT THEIR WEDDING DAY!
6. To Kid or not to Kid… OOOOOOOOOh, yes. I am going there. You can probably guess where I’m going with this. Do you WANT kids at your wedding? Then THAT’s your answer. If you have kids, chances are you’ll be glad of some company for them. If you have nieces and nephews, you’ll most likely want them there. I’m talking OTHER people’s kids. It’s so difficult to draw a line here and you’ll always get “Well if the kids aren’t invited, we can’t go…” And while this is sad, it’s not your problem.
If we are invited to a wedding and the kids are invited too, unless it’s their aunt or uncle, they ain’t going NOWHERE! If we’re invited to a wedding and can’t get a babysitter, we don’t go. Or one of us goes. It makes us sad, but our kids come first. If we are invited to a wedding without the kids, usually we highkick it up the road, delighted at the prospect of a date day!
Of course, every situation is different and there are things to consider, (eg. Your friend’s Baby is 5 weeks old and she’s breastfeeding tends to be a genuine enough one), but if it’s someone who has 3 kids and just wants to bring them, then NO. This is hard to do. It causes problems. It did at ours. But we stuck to our guns and only had the first cousins, the youngest of whom was 5. Outside of that, nope. Some people didn’t come. We were sad. We’re still married though.

7. Delegate: If (like me) you are a complete Monica, this can be hard. But rather than getting stressed about what needs to be done the week or day before, delegate. I only had one grown up BM. Thankfully she is as OCD as I am, but she took charge of things like collecting dresses and flowers and such, allowing me to spend the day before my wedding relaxed, getting my nails done and going for tea with Himself. I did the same the day before hers. She gave me a to-do list. I dood it. And never mind the BMs, I bet you have a friend or two who aren’t in the wedding party but who’d love to help with stuff? Let them. Don’t spend the week before your wedding so busy that you miss the excitement of it.
8. On the Day: 1. Between courses at the meal, we went to 2 or 3 tables to say hi to our guests. It only took a few minutes and it meant that we didn’t feel obliged to spend hours after the meal walking around tables. 2. Every so often, we’d meet to take it all in. Just us. He’d nod across or I’d catch his eye and we’d go to the bar, on our own, have a drink and watch the fun unfolding around us. If we hadn’t, we wouldn’t have seen each other all evening AND we’d have missed his cousins doing a human pyramid on the dancefloor!

9. Does it matter? Problems will arise and issues will present themselves. The people you THINK will be problematic or stressful, are usually the opposite. No. The drama Llama usually comes in the person you’d least expect. No matter what arises, stop and ask yourself, Does it really matter? Does it really matter if John Joe and Jacinta won’t come if Nancy is invited? Does it really matter if your hotel tell you they have to change the layout of the room. Does it really matter if your invitations have the wrong shade of mauve on the ribbons? Does it really matter if Uncle Jenny doesn’t like the band? NO. So unless the problem is going to affect you and your Him or Her getting married and declaring your love to each other, feck it. It doesn’t matter.
10. Enjoy. Yes it’s cliched and it’s easier said than done sometimes, but your wedding day REALLY should be THE best day EVER. And it will be if you remember that table plans and flowers and bouquets and all that jazz are superfluous. Only have them if you want them. (Ditch the table pan. I’ve been to so many weddings recently where bar the front row of tables of immediate family, the rest of the hall was free-for-all. Worked great. Allow other people to help, do what YOU want and remember what’s important to YOU.

And if you disagree with anything I’ve written, that’s fine too. My way obviously isn’t how EVERYONE would do it. You don’t have to agree. You do what is right for YOU.
I loved every second of being a Bride. I loved every second of our wedding day. I’d do it all over again in the morning… and I’d even marry the same Him.
If you are getting married, I wish you all the love in the world. Enjoy every magical moment, however and wherever you’re doing it.
Mammy x
Dear Bookface Ads & Algorithm
Piss off.
You’re drunk.
Because WHY you guys think I want to sign up for Quick fixes and weight loss products, is beyond Mammy.
The first thing I saw this morning was an ad for “Shit Yourself Skinny” Coffee (that I didn’t screenshot), which promised that I’d lose 14lb in a week… what? Does the coffee amputate my arse?
These ads
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I don’t know.
Maybe Facebook thought I looked a bit bloated this morning?
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Good job I’m not easily offended! Talk about playing on people’s insecurities. When I looked at my phone today, I was being told that I need to sort out my big fat belly… And my arse. And that then my life would be better.
Fuck off.
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If the algorithmic powers-that-be-stalking-us- through-our-phones were actually doing their job, they’d know I OWN a feckin Jim! (Well, half own, but still!)
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But my favourite today, were TWO friend requests from ladies who happen to have a certain Puke Plus all over their timelines… seriously? Am I not used as your training days at this point? I’m sure there’s a slide somewhere warning them DO NOT APPROACH THIS MAMMY! (Especially as my UN-I-CAN unicorn fart capsules are outselling theirs by the stable load!)
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Anybuts.
I’m quite happyful with my Wee arse thank you very much Facebook.
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And if I’m not, Funnily enough, I don’t need laxatives and corsets to do something about it.
A pissed off Mammy.
(Perfectly happy as I am, but thank you for suggesting otherwise.)
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Sanctimammy
Noun – A Mammy who believes that her way of parenting is the correct and proper way; judging and dismissing other Mums who do not parent as she parents.
Adj – Sanctimammious

‘Live and Let live’ they say. But once you dip your toe into the world of Parenthood, that seems to change for some people. It becomes ‘Do as I do, Think as I think’. There is no area in our lives which can cause heightened levels of self-doubt and self-criticism as parenting. And often, it is the outright self-righteousness and shared opinions of other parents which makes us doubt ourselves.
Have you ever been asked something about your child, only to have an eyebrow raised, or a lip pursed at your reply? Have you ever been nervous of telling someone how YOU do things, because you know that they do it differently?
We all have. We’ve all been there.
Parenting styles and beliefs and practices vary, not just in countries, or counties or communities, but within homes. For twenty houses in an estate or on a road, there will be twenty different parenting styles happening at once. But here’s the thing.
Just because you do things differently, doesn’t make you better.
Just because you work AND have kids, doesn’t make you better than the Mum who is working her ass off at home.
Just because you’re able to stay at home with your Puking minion, doesn’t make you a better Mum than the Mum who had no choice but to leave hers with Granny, because she couldn’t get off work.
Just because you Breastfeed your baby, doesn’t make you better than the Mum who, for WHATEVER reason, has to (or choses to) Bottle feed. You don’t know why they can’t (or don’t) breast feed. You don’t have to. It’s none of your business.
Just because you use organic, reusable nappies, you are not superior to the Mammy who stocks up on Packets.
Just because your Baby sleeps well, does not mean that the Mum who hasn’t slept for 14 months is less brilliant than you.
Just because you’ve decided to wean your Baby by the guidance of some book, feeding Quinoa and avocado and peppers, doesn’t make you better than the Mum who feeds her kid mashed potato and gravy, or (shock horror!) fishfingers and waffles.
Just because your little Japonica goes to 5 activities a week at 11 months old, does not make you a better Mum than Jacinta next door, who can just about leave the house to do the shopping, because her PND is so crippling that she can’t breath.
Just because you gave birth without drugs, in a calm and wonderful experience, does not make you a better Mum than the lady who has had 3 sections.

Now, I am NOT saying that you shouldn’t make an effort to do what’s best and what’s healthy for your baby. What I am saying is that what YOU deem right and important, might not be the same as another Mum. Our priorities are all different. And that’s OK
Every Mum does what SHE has to do for HER family. And the only person who knows what is right for your family is YOU.
You don’t know another Mum’s circumstance. You don’t know her. You don’t know if she’s happy, or watching you getting into your car to go to work, longing to be you.
You don’t know if she’s driving to work in tears because her Baby cried again as she was dropping him off.
You don’t know how many times a day the Mammy in the office feels a gutwrenching guilt at being away.
You don’t know how the Mum in her kitchen is longing for a conversation.
You don’t know how much the Mum who has to pay bills rather than pay for Baby swim classes longs to be able to sign her baby up.
You don’t know how much time and effort that Mum, looks fab at the school gate, took to just get out the door this morning because she cried all night.
You don’t know how much the Mum who seems to have it all, wishes that she had something else.
You don’t know how much the Mum who is mixing up formula berates herself.
You don’t know Jack sh*t.
As long as your children are fed, and loved and looked after, you’re doing great.
How we parent our children, is nobody’s business but our own. And what other Mums think of your parenting, is absolutely none of YOUR business.
And if you EVER hear yourself dismissing or tutting at another Mammy because she’s doing it differently to you, lift your hand, grab a wooden spoon and hit yourself a good hard slap on the arse with it.
No one likes a Sanctimammy.
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Well we ventured abroad for a week with the girls, and despite my fears and worries, it was fantastic. (So fantastic in fact that we are probably going to book the exact same hotel again for next summer!)
The girls in Atlantic Travel in Letterkenny were brilliant when I went in. I wanted short flights, short transfer, central location and good food. Within a few minutes, I was looking at Family Life Avenida Suites in Costa Dorada in Salou.
Atlantic were able to recommend it, having visited it and from customer reviews, so we booked it, trusting their recommendation.
And it was everything they said it would be.

We flew from Belfast which is only 80 minutes from our home. Flights were 2.5 hours and transfer was only 20 minutes. We were the first stop for the bus and everything was so easy.

Arriving at the hotel at 10am meant that rooms were not quite ready for most of the families in front of us. There was no problem with this as they were simply invited to leave cases and the hotel phoned them once their rooms were available. Now, here is where Atlantic Travel impressed me most. When I went to check in, at the end of the queue, our room was ready! Emma had requested “early check-in” on our booking. Ingrid at reception was so lovely and we were delighted to get in to our suite. We were at the poolside by 11am.

The main foyer
This resort is beautiful. It’s clean, it’s well organised and it’s fully geared towards families. The suites are incredible. A double bed, kitchenette, wardrobe spaces and shelves. (Not one square inch is wasted…shelves everywhere!).
Then a huge bathroom with bath and shower and massive mirror area AND a separate twin bedroom for the girls. We had a double balcony and were on the first floor. Room service made beds and did a quick clean of bathroom each day and on 2 mornings, they changed full beds for us where a nappy incident had occurred. No problem at all.
Now, our room was directly above the bar and while it was noisy at night, the suites are quite well soundproofed. My girls sleep through anything, however if your kids are light sleepers, it might be an idea to request a quieter room, but you might lose the pool view. For us, it was perfect. And everything was quiet by midnight anyway.
Family Life Avenida has everything you could imagine for the kids. There are 2 kids’ clubs, a creche facility, just inside the pool door there was a huge baby changing room, a room with chairs for feeding and cots for napping babies with chairs next to each for parents. Mini-Me joined the @611 club which ran from 10-12 and from 2-4pm each day. She went for 3 of our 7 days and LOVED it.
The resort is exclusive to English and Irish families, and while I missed the lilt of different accents around me, it did mean that Mini-Me and Princess had no problem making friends. There is a huge pool area with a separate baby pool, a bar, a cafe terrace and loads of play areas for the kids. It was only a 5 minute walk from the centre of Salou, where the pier and the fountain are a must see.
The food was exceptional; The breakfast buffet was so impressive, fresh and varied each day. Fruit, breads, cereals, full fry-up, porridge… anything you wanted. (Even bubbles for Buck’s Fizz for Mammy!)
The dinner buffet was also impressive. Again, unlike some resorts I’ve stayed in where Tuesday night’s dinner was a mash up of Monday’s left overs, the spread here was brilliant. So fresh and very tasty. We had the option of booking the a la carte restaurant for one of our nights, but the food was so good in the buffet and the girls were so happy that we didn’t bother. There was a little mini hot plate area for children to get their own food, which the girls just loved.
We were half board so we bought lunch each day. 2 pizzas, 2 chips and some drinks and beers was usually around €32. Ice-creams and drinks were all we had to buy, but with a pint and a wine costing less than €5, we weren’t too badly hit. All inclusive however, would be cost effective if your kids are a bit older. Then, the soft drinks and icecreams are unlimited.
What really makes this hotel however, is the staff.
From the room maintenance, to the front desk, to the restaurant staff, they were second to none. A special mention must go to Ana, the lady who met us at the desk morning and night. She was an absolute lady and gave the girls a coloured straw every time we entered, Might sound silly, but it was one of the little touches which made our girls feel special.
But the TUI staff themselves, what can I say?
Those guys work, work, work, but at no point did we see any one of them without a smile. They remembered names. They high-fived. They stopped to have conversations and their energy was contagious. And their talent? Now, I am not easily starstruck. My ‘theatre’ background means I am critical enough of “talent”, but these guys were phenomenal.
Our first night was a Magic of the Musicals night. We could have been sitting in the West End for some of the scenes. Francis in particular was exceptional. This guy could transform from clown, to chimney sweep to Jean Valjean in the blink of an eye. His voice, his acting and his dancing were superb. Izzy and Taylor were equally as talented. They did the Musicals show, a cabaret show of all TUI staff, and a Disney night which was fantastic.
The schedule of entertainment was varied and fun. At 7.20pm, a few episodes of Paw Patrol are shown on the screen. (Cue every parent sighing as they sup on a glass and breath!) Then the team entertainment starts with ‘Download’, a virtual interactive gameshow where the kids and parents get competitive. Other various pieces were mixed up throughout the week, with outside acts coming in on alternate nights; acrobats, Michael Jackson tributes etc.
The hotel was full of young families, with most kids seemingly under 12. We travelled at the end of June. The hotel was comfortably busy for the first 4 days, but it did become very busy on our last 2 days. The pool and restaurants were much more crowded by the end of the week with the UK hoildays beginning, and there was suddenly a queue for loungers at 8am, which hadn’t been the case on our first days. This is not a complaint by any means, but an observation which has convinced us to travel earlier next year if we can.
We spent most of the holiday in the resort, visiting the main town and promenade a few times, venturing to the beach once, and going to PortAventura World on the Tuesday. This was great, but expensive and tiring for our little kids. They’ll enjoy it more as they get older, but it’s a great day out.
And then, it was suddenly time to start packing up to come home.
Our journey home was as easy as our journey there. Bus pick-up was at 8am for our 10.30am flight. Check in at Ruess airport was incredibly slow and we were worried we’d be late for the flight, but with very little to do and limited seating in the airport, it was fine. Again TUI staff were on hand to assist.

We’ll be back
All in all, a thoroughly enjoyable week of amazing family time. Our fear of sun holidays with the kids has been dispelled forever and I’m going to book our return trip to Avenida Suites as soon as I can.
5 stars from Mammy… a great spot for young families
The S-Mum is an Irish Mammy Blogger and writer. No compensation was received for this review. I write it simply because I was impressed by the Family Life Avenida Suites and the whole TUI experience. These are my own thoughts and I am obliged to nobody.
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