Thursday, April 6, 2017

Urban Candle Review

You know you have a serious candle addiction when you spend your evenings in your PJ’s admiring a new scent. When I got home after my surgery and my husband handed me my post from the few days I was in hospital I was very happy to find this package there. A few weeks ago, the lovely Danielle from Urban Candle Co messaged me about reviewing one of their candles. She then asked me to pick which one I’d like to receive. Naturally, with summer coming (wishful thinking) I opted for sea salt & white sage. This is a clean and fresh scent with a warm smell of sage. This candle reminds me of sexy manly aftershave. (I’m a big sucker for manly aftershaves and perfume; you should see me when my husband applies perfume. Picture a dog’s nose sniffing yup that’s me!)  It’s a very light scent which works well for my family. My other half unlike me doesn’t enjoy heavily scented candles or diffusers around our home. I can bet my last penny if I light a candle and walk out the room he will blow it out.

This scent is available in a few different sizes, the size I got is the smallest size they do. It comes in a silver tin with the “urban candle co” across the front. I was very impressed with the packaging of this item, it came in a beautiful white box tied with a black ribbon bow. It states in their catalogue that burning time is 40 hours, for around £15 these make a lovely gift and they can also enjoy it over and over again. Another thing that caught my eye is that you can personalise them with messages and names.

You can check out the full range HERE.

Prices start from £6.95 to £30.00. Have you ever heard of them or tried any scent? I will definitely be picking up the 3 wick one once I’ve finished this one.


 *Disclaimer, I was sent this product in exchange for a review. This does not affect my review in any way its 100% my honest opinion.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Chit Chat

I can’t believe it is already April but I feel like I say that every month, anyone else? The month of March was a total flop when it comes to blogging but then again it was like that with everything. Mid-month I started to feel sick I put it down to a virus at first. I had a very moody sick toddler for a couple of days so I thought the bug had finally caught up with me, boy was I wrong. When it did not seem to be shifting and the pain became too intense, my husband took me to hospital where they suspected I had appendicitis. Four nights in hospital they sent me home on antibiotics, I couldn’t get out of their quicker. On Friday morning, I still didn’t feel any better and took a trip to the GP when again she referred me to surgical team for suspected appendicitis, they saw me but sent me home as they doubted it and said it must be infection to keep taking antibiotics. By the evening I wasn’t able walk, I was crying in pain and being sick everywhere. My sweet husband once again took me into hospital where they said I was going to be admitted and into surgery to take out my appendix. This happened on Saturday late afternoon. The moment before I was put to sleep, I was in panic mode, all I could think about was him and Emma. What if I never woke up? Would they know how much they meant to me?  I know total drama queen! However, surgery is my worst nightmare. I kept saying to the nurse what if I wake up during surgery? The surgeon came and spoke to me guaranteed me I’d be okay and that he had performed this surgery many times in his career and he’d see me in an hour. (Removing your appendix should take an hour roughly)

I remember opening my eyes and my nurse was sitting there writing away. Everything else seems a blur, by the time I was transferred back to my room it was past 4 a.m. a surgery that was meant to be an hour turned into 5 hours and two hours in recovery. I remember waking up in the morning turning to get out of bed to go to the toilet and I couldn’t bend my stomach I was in so much pain. I even fainted trying I had never felt anything quite like that, I gave birth without pain relief I know what pain feels like! It wasn’t till mid-morning when my surgeon came to see how I was doing when I was told it wasn’t my appendix but my bowels were covered in scar tissue from an injection and it was spreading to other organs and making them all pull together causing the cramps. My hole inside felt like it had been cut open. Not exactly how I planned to spend my mother’s day.  

I’m officially a week post op now. Bed rest is not for me, I seriously feel so useless I’m not one to sit around and have everyone tip toe around me. Though at first it did feel nice I’ll admit.  But two weeks of basically doing nothing has seriously gotten to me. They’ve now told me its 4-12 weeks recovery time. I’m keeping everything crossed for 4 weeks. It’s been my worst nightmare not being able to hold Emma when she cries for mummy cuddles. Having to ask my husband to slowly place her in my arms but make sure she doesn’t touch my stomach.
I think that pretty much sums up the last two weeks of the month and why I haven’t been able to do anything. Between sleeping and recovering, I have been binge-watching series. Any good ones out there? I love watching crime programs. Law and order seems to be a favourite at the moment. I’m hoping to be a bit more active this week. I’ve received so many goodies and can’t wait to review them for you all.  

What’s everyone been up to?
Did you all have a good mother’s day?

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