Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
I was asked in an email sent by a girl who wants to remain annonomous, to do a 10 fact blog. I thought that was great so I decided to do one! :-) But firstly, I want to bring up a really harsh subject.
I received a email a earlier this morning by a person, who I assume to be a girl. I won't give out the email. But let's just say that this email was absolutely disgusting and vile. She targetted me for being a teenage mother, she then went on to say how Carter was only staying with me for our daughters sake and the only reason he proposed is because of Lexie. The worst thing I found was that she disgustingly said that she wished my daughter had of died in the womb, in delivery or I miscarried because that would be a much 'better' opition for her.
I cannot express my anger at this moment, the police are carrying out an investigation and have took my laptop away to look further into this email. But now, I want to rant because I feel like the people who read my blog are friends of mine- yes we may not know each other personally but most of you read my stories or are on my instagram.
Let's get things straight: Carter has been in my life for 7 years, we've known each other from we were 10. Yes we started dating young, at only 12, but that doesn't mean a thing! Carter and I got engaged on Feburary 25th this year, I WAS NOT PREGNANT AT THE TIME so he did NOT propose just because I was pregnant. We had planned on living together from we were 14, we finally got a house a few months ago before Lexie was born!
MY DAUGHTER WAS NOT A MISTAKE! Carter and I planned this baby, sure maybe not as soon as we were expecting but she was still planned! I find it absolutely disgusting how someone could be so vile and wish a baby dead, a baby! A human being! That's is so disgusting I can't even begin! My beautiful little girl is loved by her whole family and they are fuming about this situation too.
If that nasty, revolting person is reading this. The police will find out and there will be consequences.
I will post another blog this Sunday (2nd December). So please keep an eye out for that and again, I'm sorry for ranting so much. I just needed to get this of my chest..
Stay beautiful
Love Katieleigh & Lexie xoxox
Friday 30 November 2012
Sunday 18 November 2012
Baby Brown is finally here!
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
Well you're all now looking at a proud, new mommy! EEP!
Three days after my last blog, I was took into hospital (Wednesday 13th November) after suffering from braxton hicks. They started at 7AM and lasted until 7:20PM, that's when Carter convinced me to ring my midwife. Hazel- my lovely midwife, told me that if my braxton hicks got worse or they continued, I needed to come to the hospital.
8:45PM seemed to roll around in the blink of an eye and my braxton hicks where still there. They weren't getting worse but they were still very painful- that morning I rated them a 2 out of 10 but as the day went on the rate got higher and higher, by the time I was supposed to go to hospital, I rated them a 7 out of 10.
At my 35 week appointment with my midwife, she gave me a sheet of paper with a list of essentials I should pack in mine and the babies hospital bag. It was quiet the obvious things like; pyjamas, clothes for going home in, under ware, toiletries (including after-labour/night-time sanitary towels). And let me just tell you girls, I have never ever seen sanitary towels (or pads) as big, I mean they were seriously like diapers for adults! Anyway! The essentials for baby were; a baby blanket, onesies/baby grows as they are known (at least five of them), diapers, bottles even if they mother chooses to breast fed, wet wipes, burping cloths.
Baby's list was longer than mine!
Knowing that I wasn't fully in labour yet, I decided to shower before going to the hospital. I remained calm and collected whilst Carter looked like he was going to either pass-out, throw up or both! We arrived to the hospital at 8:50PM where our parents met us. I was immediately guided into a lilac room and told to make myself comfortable. By this time, the braxton hicks were coming and going every few minutes.
I did panic just because I wasn't due for four more days but I was sort of glad she was coming when she did because I couldn't wait any longer! Hazel came and checked if my waters were broke and as I expected, they weren't. I was told that if my waters didn't break naturally in SIX hours, then they would break them for me! I was hooked up to monitors and IV drips then left to get rest.
Our parents left at 9:30PM when visiting times were over. I wasn't allowed to drink or eat anything from 10PM, that was really annoying- I loved my food. At 12AM both Carter and I decided to get some sleep, but of course, since pregnancy prepared my body for a newborn baby, I was able to hear absolutely everything. From the annoying ticking of the clock to the screams of new mothers, to the phone ringing in the nurses station. Carter however is a deep sleeper so he heard NOTHING!
At 3:15AM, Hazel and two other midwives called Sandra and Yvonne, came into my room ready to break my waters only to find that the baby was sleeping. I didn't know this but a midwife or doctor can't break a pregnant woman's waters if they baby is asleep, if they do it can cause baby to stress or go into shock at the sudden pressure of the rod; I was oblivious to this so when they said they need to leave me another 3 hours, I was disappointed and slightly frustrated.
Over the next 3 hours, the braxton hicks began getting worse. They got sharper and lasted longer. Carter was completely at a lost, he done his best to help take some of the pain away by rubbing the bottom of my back and under my bump. It was funny because every time Carter rubbed my bump, the baby would kick or if the baby was kicking and hurting me, he would rub the spot and somehow, the pain settled.
Hazel, Sandra and Yvonne came in at 6:15AM and finally, my waters were broke at 6:30AM. Now the waiting game began..
Every hour Hazel was coming in and checking to see if I was dilated, by 8:30AM, I was already 4 cementers. But of course, I needed to get to 10. The pain was unbearable but I still didn't want an epidural- I despise needles with the greatest passion and knowing that it would be injected into my spine was a stomach wrenching thought. Hazel gave me gas and air, it was a good pain relief but it started to make me light headed and drowsy so I stopped and only used it when the pain was excruciating
My emotions began getting out of control, the pain was starting to get unbearable but I wasn't opting for an epidural. Carter, again was at a lost, he was in pain just as much as me. This was the first time he had experienced anything like this, he wasn't sure what was going on- he didn't know if the pain was because something was wrong or if it was normal. He held my hand and let me almost cut the circulation of when I squeezed it, he rubbed my back and continued to say reassuring things. He started talking about memories to try and divert my mind, I think that helped a lot because the memories he talked about where funny ones that made me laugh.
Our parents arrived at the hospital around 9-9:15AM, our dads waited outside in the hallway whilst our moms sat in the room with us.
Finally, after what seemed forever, Hazel and Sandra brought in this huge white medical equipment thing that I still don't know the name off. There's a picture of it on my instagram. It's where the nurses take the baby to clean him/her up, weigh and measure him/her.
At 12:57PM, I started to push with every contraction.
The pain was incredibly sore- it was a stinging and burning sensation from the muscles getting streched. I don't know how to describe it but I felt every single thing, from the baby being pushed through my stomach, to the head actually coming out of my vagina. The most painful part was when the shoulders was being pushed through, that was the worst pain ever.
At 1:17PM, the most beautiful, most precious baby girl was brought into this world. She was immediately put onto my chest and in that split second of laying eyes on her, I fell in love. Carter cut the cord after kissing his princess's forehead. Tears rushed from mine and Carter's eyes as we looked at our creation, still not knowing what her name would be.
After a few minutes, Sandra took her away to the piece of equipment that sitting in the corner. Carter was now the one getting emotional, repeating that he loved me and thanking me for giving him the most precious gift all while crying. Did he not realise that I had just had a baby and my emotions where still up and down like a rollercoaster?
"What will we name her?" Carter asked as he held our daughter, only 10 minutes old and dressed only in a small diaper and wrapped in a white blanket. We had a list of baby names for both gender, we'd both chose them together.
"I like Lexie." I said as he put her in my arms.
"She looks like a Lexie, doesn't she?" He said smiling, he reached his arm around my shoulder and stroked his finger over her cheek. She squirmed but didn't cry or utter a whimper. "Lexie Amelia."
It fitted her perfectly. Absolutely perfectly.
Lexie Amelia Brown.
11/14/2012.
1:17PM.
6lbs 5oz.
I stayed in hospital for two days because I had high blood pressure from after labour. I wanted nothing more than just to get home and get into my own routine instead of being woke every five minutes by nurses or doctors.
At the hospital I gave birth at, they usually take the baby to the nursery for the first night to let the mother and father get rest. I hated knowing that she would be taken away from me, I was already so attached. I persuded Hazel to let her stay with me as long as I promised her if I needed anything, I'd buzz her.
I found it hard to get to sleep that night, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. She was just to beautiful.
Carter agreed that he would stay awake the first night and feed her- she was being fed on formula, I tried breast feeding and OUCH! That was badddddd. We agreed to take turns on nights to stay awake and feed her and tonight is Carter's :-)
We got home two days ago to a house full of familiar faces. Mine and Carter's brothers had rushed out to buy the pink paint we picked months ago and painted her nursery on the night she was born so it was ready for her coming home!
Our two chihuahas were hesitant to go near this new creature that was moving into their home, they still don't like it when she cries but both of them will curl up beside her bouncer chair or at the foot of her basketnett.
Being a parent is definitely hard, there is no denying that. My time is taken up most of the time now! I mean this blog for instance- I started to write at 9:30PM and now it's 12:05AM! So yeah, you see what I mean, right? If I'm not washing baby clothing, I'm making formula or if I'm not making her bottles, I'm feeding or changing diapers. It's crazy but I would not change it for the world. I'm so thankful that I have my family around me who is only a phone call away, I'm thankful I have Carter who steps up a whole lot. He won't complain about washing dishes or making dinner, or changing diapers or feeding Lexie. He will do all of them things.
Lexie may be only five days old but she's an angel. I wouldn't trade her for the world. Nothing is more powerful that the love from a mother to a daughter.
Next step for me is to lose my baby weight but that isn't happening for a few more months!
Thank you all for the kind words, I love you all so much!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & baby Lexie! xoxoxo
How are you all?
Well you're all now looking at a proud, new mommy! EEP!
Three days after my last blog, I was took into hospital (Wednesday 13th November) after suffering from braxton hicks. They started at 7AM and lasted until 7:20PM, that's when Carter convinced me to ring my midwife. Hazel- my lovely midwife, told me that if my braxton hicks got worse or they continued, I needed to come to the hospital.
8:45PM seemed to roll around in the blink of an eye and my braxton hicks where still there. They weren't getting worse but they were still very painful- that morning I rated them a 2 out of 10 but as the day went on the rate got higher and higher, by the time I was supposed to go to hospital, I rated them a 7 out of 10.
At my 35 week appointment with my midwife, she gave me a sheet of paper with a list of essentials I should pack in mine and the babies hospital bag. It was quiet the obvious things like; pyjamas, clothes for going home in, under ware, toiletries (including after-labour/night-time sanitary towels). And let me just tell you girls, I have never ever seen sanitary towels (or pads) as big, I mean they were seriously like diapers for adults! Anyway! The essentials for baby were; a baby blanket, onesies/baby grows as they are known (at least five of them), diapers, bottles even if they mother chooses to breast fed, wet wipes, burping cloths.
Baby's list was longer than mine!
Knowing that I wasn't fully in labour yet, I decided to shower before going to the hospital. I remained calm and collected whilst Carter looked like he was going to either pass-out, throw up or both! We arrived to the hospital at 8:50PM where our parents met us. I was immediately guided into a lilac room and told to make myself comfortable. By this time, the braxton hicks were coming and going every few minutes.
I did panic just because I wasn't due for four more days but I was sort of glad she was coming when she did because I couldn't wait any longer! Hazel came and checked if my waters were broke and as I expected, they weren't. I was told that if my waters didn't break naturally in SIX hours, then they would break them for me! I was hooked up to monitors and IV drips then left to get rest.
Our parents left at 9:30PM when visiting times were over. I wasn't allowed to drink or eat anything from 10PM, that was really annoying- I loved my food. At 12AM both Carter and I decided to get some sleep, but of course, since pregnancy prepared my body for a newborn baby, I was able to hear absolutely everything. From the annoying ticking of the clock to the screams of new mothers, to the phone ringing in the nurses station. Carter however is a deep sleeper so he heard NOTHING!
At 3:15AM, Hazel and two other midwives called Sandra and Yvonne, came into my room ready to break my waters only to find that the baby was sleeping. I didn't know this but a midwife or doctor can't break a pregnant woman's waters if they baby is asleep, if they do it can cause baby to stress or go into shock at the sudden pressure of the rod; I was oblivious to this so when they said they need to leave me another 3 hours, I was disappointed and slightly frustrated.
Over the next 3 hours, the braxton hicks began getting worse. They got sharper and lasted longer. Carter was completely at a lost, he done his best to help take some of the pain away by rubbing the bottom of my back and under my bump. It was funny because every time Carter rubbed my bump, the baby would kick or if the baby was kicking and hurting me, he would rub the spot and somehow, the pain settled.
Hazel, Sandra and Yvonne came in at 6:15AM and finally, my waters were broke at 6:30AM. Now the waiting game began..
Every hour Hazel was coming in and checking to see if I was dilated, by 8:30AM, I was already 4 cementers. But of course, I needed to get to 10. The pain was unbearable but I still didn't want an epidural- I despise needles with the greatest passion and knowing that it would be injected into my spine was a stomach wrenching thought. Hazel gave me gas and air, it was a good pain relief but it started to make me light headed and drowsy so I stopped and only used it when the pain was excruciating
My emotions began getting out of control, the pain was starting to get unbearable but I wasn't opting for an epidural. Carter, again was at a lost, he was in pain just as much as me. This was the first time he had experienced anything like this, he wasn't sure what was going on- he didn't know if the pain was because something was wrong or if it was normal. He held my hand and let me almost cut the circulation of when I squeezed it, he rubbed my back and continued to say reassuring things. He started talking about memories to try and divert my mind, I think that helped a lot because the memories he talked about where funny ones that made me laugh.
Our parents arrived at the hospital around 9-9:15AM, our dads waited outside in the hallway whilst our moms sat in the room with us.
Finally, after what seemed forever, Hazel and Sandra brought in this huge white medical equipment thing that I still don't know the name off. There's a picture of it on my instagram. It's where the nurses take the baby to clean him/her up, weigh and measure him/her.
At 12:57PM, I started to push with every contraction.
The pain was incredibly sore- it was a stinging and burning sensation from the muscles getting streched. I don't know how to describe it but I felt every single thing, from the baby being pushed through my stomach, to the head actually coming out of my vagina. The most painful part was when the shoulders was being pushed through, that was the worst pain ever.
At 1:17PM, the most beautiful, most precious baby girl was brought into this world. She was immediately put onto my chest and in that split second of laying eyes on her, I fell in love. Carter cut the cord after kissing his princess's forehead. Tears rushed from mine and Carter's eyes as we looked at our creation, still not knowing what her name would be.
After a few minutes, Sandra took her away to the piece of equipment that sitting in the corner. Carter was now the one getting emotional, repeating that he loved me and thanking me for giving him the most precious gift all while crying. Did he not realise that I had just had a baby and my emotions where still up and down like a rollercoaster?
"What will we name her?" Carter asked as he held our daughter, only 10 minutes old and dressed only in a small diaper and wrapped in a white blanket. We had a list of baby names for both gender, we'd both chose them together.
"I like Lexie." I said as he put her in my arms.
"She looks like a Lexie, doesn't she?" He said smiling, he reached his arm around my shoulder and stroked his finger over her cheek. She squirmed but didn't cry or utter a whimper. "Lexie Amelia."
It fitted her perfectly. Absolutely perfectly.
Lexie Amelia Brown.
11/14/2012.
1:17PM.
6lbs 5oz.
I stayed in hospital for two days because I had high blood pressure from after labour. I wanted nothing more than just to get home and get into my own routine instead of being woke every five minutes by nurses or doctors.
At the hospital I gave birth at, they usually take the baby to the nursery for the first night to let the mother and father get rest. I hated knowing that she would be taken away from me, I was already so attached. I persuded Hazel to let her stay with me as long as I promised her if I needed anything, I'd buzz her.
I found it hard to get to sleep that night, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. She was just to beautiful.
Carter agreed that he would stay awake the first night and feed her- she was being fed on formula, I tried breast feeding and OUCH! That was badddddd. We agreed to take turns on nights to stay awake and feed her and tonight is Carter's :-)
We got home two days ago to a house full of familiar faces. Mine and Carter's brothers had rushed out to buy the pink paint we picked months ago and painted her nursery on the night she was born so it was ready for her coming home!
Our two chihuahas were hesitant to go near this new creature that was moving into their home, they still don't like it when she cries but both of them will curl up beside her bouncer chair or at the foot of her basketnett.
Being a parent is definitely hard, there is no denying that. My time is taken up most of the time now! I mean this blog for instance- I started to write at 9:30PM and now it's 12:05AM! So yeah, you see what I mean, right? If I'm not washing baby clothing, I'm making formula or if I'm not making her bottles, I'm feeding or changing diapers. It's crazy but I would not change it for the world. I'm so thankful that I have my family around me who is only a phone call away, I'm thankful I have Carter who steps up a whole lot. He won't complain about washing dishes or making dinner, or changing diapers or feeding Lexie. He will do all of them things.
Lexie may be only five days old but she's an angel. I wouldn't trade her for the world. Nothing is more powerful that the love from a mother to a daughter.
Next step for me is to lose my baby weight but that isn't happening for a few more months!
Thank you all for the kind words, I love you all so much!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & baby Lexie! xoxoxo
Saturday 10 November 2012
we are familyyyyy
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
Well I was supposed to post this yesterday (11/9/2012) but I ended up going to hospital with very bad pains in my stomach. Honestly, I thought I was in labour but the very kind midwife told me I only had braxton hicks.
Braxton hicks are false contractions for those who don't know, they prepare your body for labour and usually comes around the last week or two of pregnancy. I only have 7 days before my due date so I was expecting them, that didn't make them hurt any less though! I cannot believe I'm going to be a mom next week, it feels like only yesterday I found out I was pregnant and now my baby is almost here! EEP!
Anyway, I was asked about my brothers and sisters AND Carter's.- how many there is, how old they are etc, so I decided to post a small blog about them all!
My family first;-
Craig - 27 years old.
Christopher - 25 years old.
Lydia - 22 years old
Melissa-Jane - 21 years old
ME! - 17 years old.
Hannah - 11 years old.
Chloe-Mae (pronouced May.) - 6 years old.
Carter's family;-
Paul - 29 years old.
Liam - 27 years old.
Michelle - 21 years old.
Carter - 17 years old.
Cassidy - 7 years old.
Darcy - 5 years old.
Nieces & nephews;-
Abi - 4 years old. (Paul's daughter.)
Gracie - 3 years old. (Craig's daughter)
Summer - 1 years old. (Craig's daughter)
Jackson - 1 years old. (Lydia's son.)
Jayson - 3 years old. (Liam's twin son )
Hallie - 3 years old. (Liam's twin daughter)
Jessica - 2 months old (Michelle's daughter.)
Macie - 8 months old (Christopher's daughter)
We do have a big family- actually, a huge one but the love that holds us all together is magical. Because Carter and I have been together so long, our nieces and nephews have grew up calling auntie and uncle. Carter's sisters and brothers count me as their sisters, the exact same goes with mine siblings too.
Carter's brother Paul and girlfriend of 8 years, have just announced that they are about to become parents in seven months. We are all delighted for them :-).
So yeah, that's a little more personal information about our families and by my next post, there will be a new, beautiful little addition! :-)
Maybe a blog post will be posted before I go into hospital, if not, the next one will be posted to introduce you all to my precious little daughter or son!
stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & Baby Brown! xoxoxo
How are you all?
Well I was supposed to post this yesterday (11/9/2012) but I ended up going to hospital with very bad pains in my stomach. Honestly, I thought I was in labour but the very kind midwife told me I only had braxton hicks.
Braxton hicks are false contractions for those who don't know, they prepare your body for labour and usually comes around the last week or two of pregnancy. I only have 7 days before my due date so I was expecting them, that didn't make them hurt any less though! I cannot believe I'm going to be a mom next week, it feels like only yesterday I found out I was pregnant and now my baby is almost here! EEP!
Anyway, I was asked about my brothers and sisters AND Carter's.- how many there is, how old they are etc, so I decided to post a small blog about them all!
My family first;-
Craig - 27 years old.
Christopher - 25 years old.
Lydia - 22 years old
Melissa-Jane - 21 years old
ME! - 17 years old.
Hannah - 11 years old.
Chloe-Mae (pronouced May.) - 6 years old.
Carter's family;-
Paul - 29 years old.
Liam - 27 years old.
Michelle - 21 years old.
Carter - 17 years old.
Cassidy - 7 years old.
Darcy - 5 years old.
Nieces & nephews;-
Abi - 4 years old. (Paul's daughter.)
Gracie - 3 years old. (Craig's daughter)
Summer - 1 years old. (Craig's daughter)
Jackson - 1 years old. (Lydia's son.)
Jayson - 3 years old. (Liam's twin son )
Hallie - 3 years old. (Liam's twin daughter)
Jessica - 2 months old (Michelle's daughter.)
Macie - 8 months old (Christopher's daughter)
We do have a big family- actually, a huge one but the love that holds us all together is magical. Because Carter and I have been together so long, our nieces and nephews have grew up calling auntie and uncle. Carter's sisters and brothers count me as their sisters, the exact same goes with mine siblings too.
Carter's brother Paul and girlfriend of 8 years, have just announced that they are about to become parents in seven months. We are all delighted for them :-).
So yeah, that's a little more personal information about our families and by my next post, there will be a new, beautiful little addition! :-)
Maybe a blog post will be posted before I go into hospital, if not, the next one will be posted to introduce you all to my precious little daughter or son!
stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & Baby Brown! xoxoxo
Saturday 3 November 2012
Romantic trip.
Hello beautifuls!
How are you?
So I really was planning to update this last Sunday but I got lost track of time as Carter and I were going on a 'secret' romantic week early hours of Monday morning. I apologise but now I'm back with excellent Internet connection!
Carter ended up taking me to Blackpool, England. I had never been there before but Carter has. When he advised me to pack extremely warm, I obviously took it on board but never did I expect it to be as cold as what it was! I'm used to the coldness, being from Canada but as I tell everyone, UK weather and Canadian weather is very different! Blackpool was so pretty with the illuminations spread right along the promande, I could see why Carter loved the place!
During our stay, I went to a fortune teller- She told me the exact length of time Carter and I had been together, she told me that my baby will be a girl, she told me that Carter and I are very indepentant and mature for our age. Carter doesn't believe in things like that, but I do and when she told me everything, I was caught in a daze that I couldn't stop thinking about for hours! Carter kept laughing at me.
However our stay wasn't all that cheery. On Thursday, I was a vicim of violent taunts from a group of teenagers aged between 15-17 all because I was pregnant. Carter and I were walking along 'central pier', minding our own bussiness when we stopped by the hoopla section. You guys know what hoopla is, right? Where a person throw small rings and tries to get them on the bottles? Carter was determaned to win a beautiful tatty teddy bear dressed in a yellow coloured onsie- he wanted to win it for the baby. As I was watching him try, I could feel things being thrown at me, when I looked I could see popcorn falling to the boards below my feet. I turned around to face 6 teenagers, two boys and four girls.
I decided to ignore it, holding onto my bump protectively. I kept my mouth shut and continued to watch Carter, but I still felt the popcorn being thrown at me. Carter finally won the teddy, he was so proud as the guy held it out to him and said. "Congratulations, I'm sure you two will be great parents." I wasn't planning to tell Carter about the teenagers, but he found out when one of the girls aimed for me and accidently hit Carter.
I could see the fury in Carter's eyes as he questioned me about the popcorn. Normally, I wouldn't have gotten so upset but I was extremely emotional and worried for my babys sake. Carter marched over to the group with his fists clentched tightly. No matter how much pleading for him to stop, he didn't. He asked them what their problem was, why the felt like it was right to bully me.
"She opened her legs and got knocked up, that what we call slutty." Was the exact words that tumbled from one of the girls mouths. The others just giggled childishly.
"Oh yeah? So because my fiance who I've known for seven years, who has been my girlfriend for five, who has been my fiance for eight months, is carrying our beloved baby, that makes her a slut?" Carter snapped at them, the anger lacing each word. By this time, I was crying- actually, I think I was on the boarderline of sobbing. On of the guys, aged 17, came into Carter's face tormenting him with lies about the baby not being his. Carter has never been a violent person but when it comes for his family, he will fight the world if needs be.
Before I knew it, sercurity were crowded around us, holding back the group and Carter. The group lied and blamed Carter on starting the fight- the sercurity was ready to call police until the nice man who Carter won the teddy bear of, stepped up and told the sercurity that it was indeed the group who started. The police weren't called but the group was kicked off the pier. After that, I wanted to get as far away from there as possible.
Carter is still angry from the whole thing, mine and Carter's siblings were just as furious. They couldn't understand why I was so calm and pushing it away like nothing. That's when I explained that I wasn't getting worked up because I was expecting something like this to happen somewhere during my pregnancy. I mean, I'm 17 and about to become a mom. Obviously people are going to have judgements. People have judgements on everything in life, whether it being pregnancy or not, you're still being judged.
I however, hate that. I hate being judged. I hate people judging others.
For example, Carter's brother has both arms covered in tattoos. He has a tattoo on the side of his neck and across his chest too and people assume that he is some gangster thug that will pull out a gun if you look at him wrong- That is not the case, Paul is the most kind, caring person ever with a wonderful girlfriend and a beautiful daughter, he is a big charity worker too.
That's why I never judge people, never. I don't know them personally nor do I know their life, it's not my place to have a judgement.
Anyway, apart from that I had an amazing week and I thank Carter for taking me on that break as our little bundle of joy is due in exactly two weeks! Eepppp! I'm so excited and I can't thank you guys enough for being so kind towards me:-)
I hope to talk to you all soon!
PS: When my baby is born, I will be making my instagram private because but you will still be able to view them from statgram I think!
Pregnancy tracker: 38 weeks 0 days
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & baby Brown! xoxox.
How are you?
So I really was planning to update this last Sunday but I got lost track of time as Carter and I were going on a 'secret' romantic week early hours of Monday morning. I apologise but now I'm back with excellent Internet connection!
Carter ended up taking me to Blackpool, England. I had never been there before but Carter has. When he advised me to pack extremely warm, I obviously took it on board but never did I expect it to be as cold as what it was! I'm used to the coldness, being from Canada but as I tell everyone, UK weather and Canadian weather is very different! Blackpool was so pretty with the illuminations spread right along the promande, I could see why Carter loved the place!
During our stay, I went to a fortune teller- She told me the exact length of time Carter and I had been together, she told me that my baby will be a girl, she told me that Carter and I are very indepentant and mature for our age. Carter doesn't believe in things like that, but I do and when she told me everything, I was caught in a daze that I couldn't stop thinking about for hours! Carter kept laughing at me.
However our stay wasn't all that cheery. On Thursday, I was a vicim of violent taunts from a group of teenagers aged between 15-17 all because I was pregnant. Carter and I were walking along 'central pier', minding our own bussiness when we stopped by the hoopla section. You guys know what hoopla is, right? Where a person throw small rings and tries to get them on the bottles? Carter was determaned to win a beautiful tatty teddy bear dressed in a yellow coloured onsie- he wanted to win it for the baby. As I was watching him try, I could feel things being thrown at me, when I looked I could see popcorn falling to the boards below my feet. I turned around to face 6 teenagers, two boys and four girls.
I decided to ignore it, holding onto my bump protectively. I kept my mouth shut and continued to watch Carter, but I still felt the popcorn being thrown at me. Carter finally won the teddy, he was so proud as the guy held it out to him and said. "Congratulations, I'm sure you two will be great parents." I wasn't planning to tell Carter about the teenagers, but he found out when one of the girls aimed for me and accidently hit Carter.
I could see the fury in Carter's eyes as he questioned me about the popcorn. Normally, I wouldn't have gotten so upset but I was extremely emotional and worried for my babys sake. Carter marched over to the group with his fists clentched tightly. No matter how much pleading for him to stop, he didn't. He asked them what their problem was, why the felt like it was right to bully me.
"She opened her legs and got knocked up, that what we call slutty." Was the exact words that tumbled from one of the girls mouths. The others just giggled childishly.
"Oh yeah? So because my fiance who I've known for seven years, who has been my girlfriend for five, who has been my fiance for eight months, is carrying our beloved baby, that makes her a slut?" Carter snapped at them, the anger lacing each word. By this time, I was crying- actually, I think I was on the boarderline of sobbing. On of the guys, aged 17, came into Carter's face tormenting him with lies about the baby not being his. Carter has never been a violent person but when it comes for his family, he will fight the world if needs be.
Before I knew it, sercurity were crowded around us, holding back the group and Carter. The group lied and blamed Carter on starting the fight- the sercurity was ready to call police until the nice man who Carter won the teddy bear of, stepped up and told the sercurity that it was indeed the group who started. The police weren't called but the group was kicked off the pier. After that, I wanted to get as far away from there as possible.
Carter is still angry from the whole thing, mine and Carter's siblings were just as furious. They couldn't understand why I was so calm and pushing it away like nothing. That's when I explained that I wasn't getting worked up because I was expecting something like this to happen somewhere during my pregnancy. I mean, I'm 17 and about to become a mom. Obviously people are going to have judgements. People have judgements on everything in life, whether it being pregnancy or not, you're still being judged.
I however, hate that. I hate being judged. I hate people judging others.
For example, Carter's brother has both arms covered in tattoos. He has a tattoo on the side of his neck and across his chest too and people assume that he is some gangster thug that will pull out a gun if you look at him wrong- That is not the case, Paul is the most kind, caring person ever with a wonderful girlfriend and a beautiful daughter, he is a big charity worker too.
That's why I never judge people, never. I don't know them personally nor do I know their life, it's not my place to have a judgement.
Anyway, apart from that I had an amazing week and I thank Carter for taking me on that break as our little bundle of joy is due in exactly two weeks! Eepppp! I'm so excited and I can't thank you guys enough for being so kind towards me:-)
I hope to talk to you all soon!
PS: When my baby is born, I will be making my instagram private because but you will still be able to view them from statgram I think!
Pregnancy tracker: 38 weeks 0 days
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & baby Brown! xoxox.
Saturday 20 October 2012
May be deleting my blog..
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
Anyway, I know I haven't been updating this much but I do have a few good reasons.
1. Baby Brown is due in exactly four weeks! (I know right, it seems like only yesterday I was finding out and now I'm almost due!). my bump is getting bigger, my ankles has been swelling and I was even put on bed rest for three days. I've been preparing for the baby by getting our hospital bags ready, getting the final touches in the nursery ready, etc..
2. Nobody really has been leaving comments, emails, tweets etc, for me to write about anything and my baby brain isn't good at the moment at thinking of ideas! So please please please, get in contact with me! I'll leave the information at the end.
So, yeah, you can understand, right?
I don't really know if I should keep doing my blog or too stop.. It's really up to you guys! If you want me to keep going please contact me and tell me!
email- katiebryee@ymail.com
polyvore - katie bryee
twitter - JBieber__UK
instagram/statigram - KatieLeigh Bryee
I always reply to everything! :-)
Thanks guys!
pregnancy tracker: 36 weeks 0 days.
stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & baby Brown! xoxox
How are you all?
Anyway, I know I haven't been updating this much but I do have a few good reasons.
1. Baby Brown is due in exactly four weeks! (I know right, it seems like only yesterday I was finding out and now I'm almost due!). my bump is getting bigger, my ankles has been swelling and I was even put on bed rest for three days. I've been preparing for the baby by getting our hospital bags ready, getting the final touches in the nursery ready, etc..
2. Nobody really has been leaving comments, emails, tweets etc, for me to write about anything and my baby brain isn't good at the moment at thinking of ideas! So please please please, get in contact with me! I'll leave the information at the end.
So, yeah, you can understand, right?
I don't really know if I should keep doing my blog or too stop.. It's really up to you guys! If you want me to keep going please contact me and tell me!
email- katiebryee@ymail.com
polyvore - katie bryee
twitter - JBieber__UK
instagram/statigram - KatieLeigh Bryee
I always reply to everything! :-)
Thanks guys!
pregnancy tracker: 36 weeks 0 days.
stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & baby Brown! xoxox
Sunday 23 September 2012
My maternity outfits!
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
I was send an email asking about maternity clothing. Did I buy anything? How much where the items? What was the most expensive thing? Did my fashion change in any way because I was pregnant? I thought that this was a really good point so I decided that I'd make a blog on it linking a few pictures, kinda like outfits of the day but only I'm not going to be in the picture wearing the things; they'll be off my polyvore where I recreated all my outfits.
Reason for this is, my iphone smashed and it looked ridiculous holding an ipad to take a self-photo so I gave that idea up and just worked into the next one which was using polyvore! One of my favourite sites, everrrrrrrrrrr.
I didn't buy too many maternity things. Michelle past a few of her maternity things that she hadn't got to wear because baby Jessica (who is doing amazingly well) was born early, so I am very thankful for that! The things I did buy was only a few maternity tops/tee's, sweaters, bump jeans, a cute maternity maxi dress and two pairs of maternity leggings because the leggings I had been using up until I turned 29 weeks, where fitting perfectly but the waistband got slightly tight. The items I did buy where extremely inexpensive, the cheapest thing which was a plain white cami (which came in a pack of 2!) where only £5.00 (UK currency!).
I also used a few things that I had before I got pregnant, things like my baggy cardigan from Topshop and my cropped blazer/jacket from H&M. Without a doubt, all my outfits where matched around the comfiest shoes I own; converse, TOMS, sandals and slippers (which by the way, aren't the slippers you lounge around the house in!). Comfort came first for me!
The most expensive maternity thing I bought was embroidered shirt (£43) and my denim studded shirt(£40). I didn't mind the price because I knew that both items would go with almost anything, I could match them up with many different outfits which is exactly what I did and believe me, I'm definitely getting my moneys worth! They are two of the most comfiest pieces of clothing I own!
My fashion didn't change that much in my eyes, apart from the fact I needed to find clothes that fitted around a large bump! I still get told that I'm very stylish even when I'm pregnant so, no, it hasn't really changed..
So, now time for the pictures! Again, these are the exact outfits that I own and worn! The maternity clothing I bought are included! All items bought from local stores (apart from the Louis Vuitton bag) and all put together by myself.
THE PICTURES WON'T LET ME UPLOAD SO PLEASE GO TO THIS LINK AND SEE THEM BOTH FOR YOURSELF! http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=1909326
How are you all?
I was send an email asking about maternity clothing. Did I buy anything? How much where the items? What was the most expensive thing? Did my fashion change in any way because I was pregnant? I thought that this was a really good point so I decided that I'd make a blog on it linking a few pictures, kinda like outfits of the day but only I'm not going to be in the picture wearing the things; they'll be off my polyvore where I recreated all my outfits.
Reason for this is, my iphone smashed and it looked ridiculous holding an ipad to take a self-photo so I gave that idea up and just worked into the next one which was using polyvore! One of my favourite sites, everrrrrrrrrrr.
I didn't buy too many maternity things. Michelle past a few of her maternity things that she hadn't got to wear because baby Jessica (who is doing amazingly well) was born early, so I am very thankful for that! The things I did buy was only a few maternity tops/tee's, sweaters, bump jeans, a cute maternity maxi dress and two pairs of maternity leggings because the leggings I had been using up until I turned 29 weeks, where fitting perfectly but the waistband got slightly tight. The items I did buy where extremely inexpensive, the cheapest thing which was a plain white cami (which came in a pack of 2!) where only £5.00 (UK currency!).
I also used a few things that I had before I got pregnant, things like my baggy cardigan from Topshop and my cropped blazer/jacket from H&M. Without a doubt, all my outfits where matched around the comfiest shoes I own; converse, TOMS, sandals and slippers (which by the way, aren't the slippers you lounge around the house in!). Comfort came first for me!
The most expensive maternity thing I bought was embroidered shirt (£43) and my denim studded shirt(£40). I didn't mind the price because I knew that both items would go with almost anything, I could match them up with many different outfits which is exactly what I did and believe me, I'm definitely getting my moneys worth! They are two of the most comfiest pieces of clothing I own!
My fashion didn't change that much in my eyes, apart from the fact I needed to find clothes that fitted around a large bump! I still get told that I'm very stylish even when I'm pregnant so, no, it hasn't really changed..
So, now time for the pictures! Again, these are the exact outfits that I own and worn! The maternity clothing I bought are included! All items bought from local stores (apart from the Louis Vuitton bag) and all put together by myself.
THE PICTURES WON'T LET ME UPLOAD SO PLEASE GO TO THIS LINK AND SEE THEM BOTH FOR YOURSELF! http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=1909326
I hope you guys liked this post, I know I did! Don't be shy, contact me by using all the links below! If you want me to do more posts, please let me know!
Pregnancy Tracker: 32 weeks, 1 day!
PS: I have changed my writing, I'm not using colour anymore and I've also changed the background too! I felt like it was time for a change =)
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh & Baby Brown! xoxox
Friday 14 September 2012
Precious baby girl.
Hello beautifuls.
How are you all?
(This blog was wrote this morning but only posted now.)
So, I know that this blog is late/early. Late because I didn't post on Sunday(9th) but early because I'm posting Friday(14th). It's currently 02:46AM on Friday morning and Carter and I have just arrived back from hospital 10 minutes ago and this time, it wasn't because of me or baby Brown.
Carter's older sister had her precious little baby girl last night at 11:23PM. Michelle was thirty-four weeks pregnant, she was due for the 23rd October 2012. Everything was going perfectly fine, she did everything by the books; not telling anyone she was pregnant until her first trimester was over, reading baby books everyday, not eating anything that she wasn't supposed to, not drinking any alcohol (and she didn't smoke in the first place so that was defintely crossed out).
Michelle is 21. She's the third oldest out of the five of Carter's siblings. When she and her fiance announced she was pregnant, it was such a surprise because she had always said she didn't want kids until she was at least 26. Two weeks later, I announced my pregnancy. Michelle and I have been going out shopping together, buying baby things, etc. We were both so excited to find out that there was only a mere three weeks apart from our due dates, we even started planning our babies future. (They were going to school together, they'd be more like siblings than cousins, etc.)
Carter had only got in from work at 9PM last night, like normal he came home and ate then showered, with my swollen ankles and sore feet, I already made myself comfy in bed with my Nicolas Sparks book. Carter climbed in bedside me and was out cold within five minutes. However, I couldn't sleep at all! I kept getting this twisting feeling in my stomach, I thought it was just baby Brown moving but then ten minutes after this feeling started we got a phonecall from Carter's oldest sister.
In a blind panick, she rushed her words out about Michelle being rushed into hospital and that she wanted Carter and I there. I started shaking Carter and calling out his name; (He is such a heavy sleeper and when he's exhaused, it's even worse!) when he didn't wake, I started hitting him (NOT IN A VIOLENT WAY!). He woke up, grumpy. Just like he is when he doesn't get his rest (drama queen, right?). After telling him that Michelle was rushed into hospital, he sprung upright and grabbed the first pieces of clothing he could gather. For a split second, he forgot I was pregnant when he repeatedly started shouting 'Hurry up Katie!' when I wasn't hot on his heels.
Finally after what seemed like forever, we arrived at the hospital. Carter this time had remember I was carrying a human that was going to drop out of me in less than 10 weeks. We were lead up to a private room Michelle was moved into by a nice nurse who was waiting for our arrival.
Michelle and Carter has always had a extremely close relationship, closer than any other siblings I know. They've been best friends since day one. So when Carter appeared in the room, Michelle burst out in tears and grasped her little brother in a tight hug. She kept repeating that she was scared and that she was scared for the her baby girl (they had a gender scan done a few months ago).
Within a few minutes, Michelle was rolled away to have an emergancy c-section. Carter and I were left wandering the halls with so many thoughts going through our heads. I've never see Carter properly break down in tears until last night, when I tried to reassure him about his sister and niece he told me that, that wasn't the reason why he was crying.
He was crying because he realised how precious life is, that we couldn't tell what was around the corner. His sister and niece's life was in danger. His niece was going to be born premature and has only a 60% of survival. It got him thinking about our baby, was he/she going to be born early, would he/she have complications, would he lose me or the baby or both? Trying to calm him down, I grabbed his hands and rested them on my huge baby bump where our little one kicked; hard. That seemed to work.
At 23:23PM baby Jessica Clare was born by emergancy c-section. Immediately she was hooked up to many different machines including a feeding tube, she was rushed to BICU (baby intensive care unit). Michelle wasn't allowed to see her, she was also being closely monitored by hospital staff.
01:26AM, Carter, myself and John (Michelles fiance) was allowed to go and see the precious little girl who was placed inside an inkubator. She looked so small, so delicate but so healthy. At 01:45AM, it was announced that Michelle and Jessica would both be fine and they were both doing amazingly well. Michelle had preeclampsia which can cause miscarriage, still-birth, future health promblems in both mother and baby's case. Thankfully the doctors managed to get Jessica out before any of that could happen.
It made me realise that life is even more precious than I thought. It also made me even more scared but hopefully with the people I have by my side, me and baby Brown will make it through safe and happy.
Pregnancy tracker: 30 weeks and 6 days.
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh (and baby Brown);xoox
How are you all?
(This blog was wrote this morning but only posted now.)
So, I know that this blog is late/early. Late because I didn't post on Sunday(9th) but early because I'm posting Friday(14th). It's currently 02:46AM on Friday morning and Carter and I have just arrived back from hospital 10 minutes ago and this time, it wasn't because of me or baby Brown.
Carter's older sister had her precious little baby girl last night at 11:23PM. Michelle was thirty-four weeks pregnant, she was due for the 23rd October 2012. Everything was going perfectly fine, she did everything by the books; not telling anyone she was pregnant until her first trimester was over, reading baby books everyday, not eating anything that she wasn't supposed to, not drinking any alcohol (and she didn't smoke in the first place so that was defintely crossed out).
Michelle is 21. She's the third oldest out of the five of Carter's siblings. When she and her fiance announced she was pregnant, it was such a surprise because she had always said she didn't want kids until she was at least 26. Two weeks later, I announced my pregnancy. Michelle and I have been going out shopping together, buying baby things, etc. We were both so excited to find out that there was only a mere three weeks apart from our due dates, we even started planning our babies future. (They were going to school together, they'd be more like siblings than cousins, etc.)
Carter had only got in from work at 9PM last night, like normal he came home and ate then showered, with my swollen ankles and sore feet, I already made myself comfy in bed with my Nicolas Sparks book. Carter climbed in bedside me and was out cold within five minutes. However, I couldn't sleep at all! I kept getting this twisting feeling in my stomach, I thought it was just baby Brown moving but then ten minutes after this feeling started we got a phonecall from Carter's oldest sister.
In a blind panick, she rushed her words out about Michelle being rushed into hospital and that she wanted Carter and I there. I started shaking Carter and calling out his name; (He is such a heavy sleeper and when he's exhaused, it's even worse!) when he didn't wake, I started hitting him (NOT IN A VIOLENT WAY!). He woke up, grumpy. Just like he is when he doesn't get his rest (drama queen, right?). After telling him that Michelle was rushed into hospital, he sprung upright and grabbed the first pieces of clothing he could gather. For a split second, he forgot I was pregnant when he repeatedly started shouting 'Hurry up Katie!' when I wasn't hot on his heels.
Finally after what seemed like forever, we arrived at the hospital. Carter this time had remember I was carrying a human that was going to drop out of me in less than 10 weeks. We were lead up to a private room Michelle was moved into by a nice nurse who was waiting for our arrival.
Michelle and Carter has always had a extremely close relationship, closer than any other siblings I know. They've been best friends since day one. So when Carter appeared in the room, Michelle burst out in tears and grasped her little brother in a tight hug. She kept repeating that she was scared and that she was scared for the her baby girl (they had a gender scan done a few months ago).
Within a few minutes, Michelle was rolled away to have an emergancy c-section. Carter and I were left wandering the halls with so many thoughts going through our heads. I've never see Carter properly break down in tears until last night, when I tried to reassure him about his sister and niece he told me that, that wasn't the reason why he was crying.
He was crying because he realised how precious life is, that we couldn't tell what was around the corner. His sister and niece's life was in danger. His niece was going to be born premature and has only a 60% of survival. It got him thinking about our baby, was he/she going to be born early, would he/she have complications, would he lose me or the baby or both? Trying to calm him down, I grabbed his hands and rested them on my huge baby bump where our little one kicked; hard. That seemed to work.
At 23:23PM baby Jessica Clare was born by emergancy c-section. Immediately she was hooked up to many different machines including a feeding tube, she was rushed to BICU (baby intensive care unit). Michelle wasn't allowed to see her, she was also being closely monitored by hospital staff.
01:26AM, Carter, myself and John (Michelles fiance) was allowed to go and see the precious little girl who was placed inside an inkubator. She looked so small, so delicate but so healthy. At 01:45AM, it was announced that Michelle and Jessica would both be fine and they were both doing amazingly well. Michelle had preeclampsia which can cause miscarriage, still-birth, future health promblems in both mother and baby's case. Thankfully the doctors managed to get Jessica out before any of that could happen.
It made me realise that life is even more precious than I thought. It also made me even more scared but hopefully with the people I have by my side, me and baby Brown will make it through safe and happy.
Pregnancy tracker: 30 weeks and 6 days.
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh (and baby Brown);xoox
Sunday 2 September 2012
Sporty spice!
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
Happy first (well technically second) of September guys! Can you believe it's already September?! I can't, I feel like I've just blinked at almost the full year has disappeared! What's even more scary is that my little baby is due in exactly 10 weeks and six days!
Anyway, I've been requested to do a topic about sports by livelaughlove. This topic is different from the ones I usually do so I am excited! Lets get started;
Soccer, figure-skating, swimming and tennis;
When I was in middle school, I did play a bit of girls' soccer although I was more focused on figure skating and swimming. Still to this day I adore both but with pregnancy I've not been skating, I have been swimming a lot though; I try to swim at least once a week.
When I played soccer, I ended up getting injured a lot and then eventually getting a fractured ankle. That was the end of my soccer career (well what there was of it). I didn't mind playing soccer, I thought it was fun but as I grew older, I realised that the sport just wasn't for me so I guess you could say my accident was a little bit like a sign. At least, that's what I think it was!
I started ice-skating at four years of age, I became a figure skater at age eight. Having my childhood in Canada, it was only expected for me to have something to do with ice. I admit, I did want to play ice-hockey but was turned away for being to 'fridgal.' Although I think that the only reason I wasn't excepted was because my big brothers all played the sport. Anyway, I adored being on the ice and when the Disney movie 'Ice princess' came out, it instantly became one of my favourite movies.
My mom and dad always told me I have always been a water baby. From my first holiday to Portugal, Spain when I was only 17-months-old, I was the first one out of all my siblings to get in the water. There's pictures of me, sitting in the baby pool with a incredibly cheesy grin on my face. So as I got older, my parents signed me up to have swimming lessons and the instructor told them that she has never seen someone adapt so quickly to water before. What should have taken 11 weeks to learn me to swim, was cut fairly short to 3 weeks.
When I moved to the UK, my cousins took me to an indoor sport centre where there was tennis courts, a gym, badminton courts set up. Of course, when I picked up the tennis racket at first I was absolutely horrible. I mean, not hitting the ball, horrible! But I found it fun and that was the most important thing. So, every week or two, my cousins and I would go to the sport centre and play a game of tennis for fun; sure there might have been times where we played in competitiveness but nothing serious.
UK sports aren't totally different than Canadian or any other country, however they do call 'Soccer' - 'football'. I found it quite weird at first but I'm slowly adapting to the change. Other than that, they play mostly the same sports.
I support the 'football' (soccer) team, Chelsea FC all because of my fiance. Carter has grown up supporting the team so when we started dating, he always told me that I would need to support them too. Of course, I wasn't very into supporting teams because I don't really like choosing teams. If you have seen my instagram you will know that Carter has already bought two teeny-tiny baby outfits with Chelsea's logo on the chest. If not this is it-
How are you all?
Happy first (well technically second) of September guys! Can you believe it's already September?! I can't, I feel like I've just blinked at almost the full year has disappeared! What's even more scary is that my little baby is due in exactly 10 weeks and six days!
Anyway, I've been requested to do a topic about sports by livelaughlove. This topic is different from the ones I usually do so I am excited! Lets get started;
Soccer, figure-skating, swimming and tennis;
When I was in middle school, I did play a bit of girls' soccer although I was more focused on figure skating and swimming. Still to this day I adore both but with pregnancy I've not been skating, I have been swimming a lot though; I try to swim at least once a week.
When I played soccer, I ended up getting injured a lot and then eventually getting a fractured ankle. That was the end of my soccer career (well what there was of it). I didn't mind playing soccer, I thought it was fun but as I grew older, I realised that the sport just wasn't for me so I guess you could say my accident was a little bit like a sign. At least, that's what I think it was!
I started ice-skating at four years of age, I became a figure skater at age eight. Having my childhood in Canada, it was only expected for me to have something to do with ice. I admit, I did want to play ice-hockey but was turned away for being to 'fridgal.' Although I think that the only reason I wasn't excepted was because my big brothers all played the sport. Anyway, I adored being on the ice and when the Disney movie 'Ice princess' came out, it instantly became one of my favourite movies.
My mom and dad always told me I have always been a water baby. From my first holiday to Portugal, Spain when I was only 17-months-old, I was the first one out of all my siblings to get in the water. There's pictures of me, sitting in the baby pool with a incredibly cheesy grin on my face. So as I got older, my parents signed me up to have swimming lessons and the instructor told them that she has never seen someone adapt so quickly to water before. What should have taken 11 weeks to learn me to swim, was cut fairly short to 3 weeks.
When I moved to the UK, my cousins took me to an indoor sport centre where there was tennis courts, a gym, badminton courts set up. Of course, when I picked up the tennis racket at first I was absolutely horrible. I mean, not hitting the ball, horrible! But I found it fun and that was the most important thing. So, every week or two, my cousins and I would go to the sport centre and play a game of tennis for fun; sure there might have been times where we played in competitiveness but nothing serious.
UK sports aren't totally different than Canadian or any other country, however they do call 'Soccer' - 'football'. I found it quite weird at first but I'm slowly adapting to the change. Other than that, they play mostly the same sports.
I support the 'football' (soccer) team, Chelsea FC all because of my fiance. Carter has grown up supporting the team so when we started dating, he always told me that I would need to support them too. Of course, I wasn't very into supporting teams because I don't really like choosing teams. If you have seen my instagram you will know that Carter has already bought two teeny-tiny baby outfits with Chelsea's logo on the chest. If not this is it-
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| Youngest supporter already!
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Already, he has turned our son or daughter into a Chelsea supporter.
I have been to local soccer game plus a Chelsea game. Carter's parents and I worked together to get tickets for his sixteen birthday, they bought his two brothers a ticket each while I bought us both a ticket. I gotta say, the hype at Stamford Bridge was an unforgettable experience!
Annnnnd, I think that's all for this post! Thank you again to Livelaughlove who requested me to do this, I had a lot of fun writing about something different. If you have anything you want me to write about or you want to hear my view on things, please don't hesitate to ask in a comment below, a tweet, an email etc.. I love hearing from you guys and seeing what you have in store for me!
Pregnancy tracker: 29 weeks and 1 day.
Again, thank you guys!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh (and baby brown); xoox
Sunday 26 August 2012
Miss independent!
Hello beautifuls!
how are you all?
Like promised, I'm writing a new blog today after a week off decorating mine and Carter's new home! We've been so busy over the past week I haven't been updating anything really, even instagram and we've just got our internet connection put in today! I've a lot to tell you guys, you may even be surprised that this all happened in only one week!
Being pregnant was a good thing- I thought! That was until Carter started treating me like a child (at least that's what I thought he was doing). He wasn't letting me do anything in our new house, no painting, no building furniture, no moving furniture, etc.. I got frustrated and upset, I felt like Carter was taking responsibility of everything when this was supposed to be a special occasion for the both of us. I ended up being well.. excuse my french.. a bitch. I flipped out on Carter, calling him names that I regret.
Carter gave in, which I later found out was because he didn't want to get more me upset/stressed for the baby's sake. I ended up trying to move our new and extremely heavy couch when I felt this unbearable pain rip across my abdomen area. I almost fell in agony, lucky Carter was there to help me to move onto the floor without hurting myself even more.
Carter and I were so worried/scared, he rushed me to the hospital to get checked. After a agonising hour and thirty-minutes, the doctor came to the hospital room I was in and gave me the news that my baby was still very much healthy and happy. The relief I felt was unexplainable.
Turns out, by my stubborn self pushing the couch to a different place in our living room, I put to much stress on the baby.
From that moment, Carter has been so.. protective! He wouldn't let me move anything heavy and this time I didn't complain. When he, his brothers and mine finished building everything (bedroom furniture, a few living room pieces), he finally let me put my name on our home by letting me place the home-ly things, (candles, photo frames, cushions, etc..) around our house.
So, yeah.. Things have been a little busy this week but thankfully most things are back to normal! With my baby bump growing more and more each day, my excitement is getting to much! We decorated the nursery together, of course Carter made the wardrobe and the crib up. I help paint the walls but obviously was made to stop when I needed to stretch.. We have painted the nursery neutral colours but agreed that when the baby is born, whether it being a girl or a boy, we will then paint the nursery either pink or blue..
My new-found independence is making me realise how much I'm growing up- I mean, I'm sitting here now, in my new home, on my new couch with a steaming mug of hot chocolate sitting on the new coaster on the new coffee table, waiting on my fiance coming home.. My two dogs lying in their beds in the corner of the living room while F.R.I.E.N.D.S play across our new tv. You all may think that I'm a little crazy but I'm just overwhelmed.
I'm engaged, I'm expecting a beautiful baby, I've moved into my dream home with my dream man.. Everything seems perfect! And even more, I get to share it with you guys!
Oh, also I haven't been getting much requests lately and I'd really like to get back into the swing of that! So please, get requesting and it doesn't need to be on this, it can be on twitter/email etc.. I also check my emails everyday, my twitter everyday and I'm on instagram everyday which I post many pictures on so I will definetly be responding to everyone!
Pregnancy Tracker: 28 weeks, 1 day.
PS: if anybody reads my JBFF stories (which I know most of you do) you will hopefully know that I am planning on making a new account. I actually already have made it, I just need to post a story on in which will be up in a few hours! The account is called butterflykisses and I seriously hope you guys will keep a look out for my new story called Jinx in the most recent then continue to support my other stories which will be posted too!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh (and baby Brown!); xoox
how are you all?
Like promised, I'm writing a new blog today after a week off decorating mine and Carter's new home! We've been so busy over the past week I haven't been updating anything really, even instagram and we've just got our internet connection put in today! I've a lot to tell you guys, you may even be surprised that this all happened in only one week!
Being pregnant was a good thing- I thought! That was until Carter started treating me like a child (at least that's what I thought he was doing). He wasn't letting me do anything in our new house, no painting, no building furniture, no moving furniture, etc.. I got frustrated and upset, I felt like Carter was taking responsibility of everything when this was supposed to be a special occasion for the both of us. I ended up being well.. excuse my french.. a bitch. I flipped out on Carter, calling him names that I regret.
Carter gave in, which I later found out was because he didn't want to get more me upset/stressed for the baby's sake. I ended up trying to move our new and extremely heavy couch when I felt this unbearable pain rip across my abdomen area. I almost fell in agony, lucky Carter was there to help me to move onto the floor without hurting myself even more.
Carter and I were so worried/scared, he rushed me to the hospital to get checked. After a agonising hour and thirty-minutes, the doctor came to the hospital room I was in and gave me the news that my baby was still very much healthy and happy. The relief I felt was unexplainable.
Turns out, by my stubborn self pushing the couch to a different place in our living room, I put to much stress on the baby.
From that moment, Carter has been so.. protective! He wouldn't let me move anything heavy and this time I didn't complain. When he, his brothers and mine finished building everything (bedroom furniture, a few living room pieces), he finally let me put my name on our home by letting me place the home-ly things, (candles, photo frames, cushions, etc..) around our house.
So, yeah.. Things have been a little busy this week but thankfully most things are back to normal! With my baby bump growing more and more each day, my excitement is getting to much! We decorated the nursery together, of course Carter made the wardrobe and the crib up. I help paint the walls but obviously was made to stop when I needed to stretch.. We have painted the nursery neutral colours but agreed that when the baby is born, whether it being a girl or a boy, we will then paint the nursery either pink or blue..
My new-found independence is making me realise how much I'm growing up- I mean, I'm sitting here now, in my new home, on my new couch with a steaming mug of hot chocolate sitting on the new coaster on the new coffee table, waiting on my fiance coming home.. My two dogs lying in their beds in the corner of the living room while F.R.I.E.N.D.S play across our new tv. You all may think that I'm a little crazy but I'm just overwhelmed.
I'm engaged, I'm expecting a beautiful baby, I've moved into my dream home with my dream man.. Everything seems perfect! And even more, I get to share it with you guys!
Oh, also I haven't been getting much requests lately and I'd really like to get back into the swing of that! So please, get requesting and it doesn't need to be on this, it can be on twitter/email etc.. I also check my emails everyday, my twitter everyday and I'm on instagram everyday which I post many pictures on so I will definetly be responding to everyone!
Pregnancy Tracker: 28 weeks, 1 day.
PS: if anybody reads my JBFF stories (which I know most of you do) you will hopefully know that I am planning on making a new account. I actually already have made it, I just need to post a story on in which will be up in a few hours! The account is called butterflykisses and I seriously hope you guys will keep a look out for my new story called Jinx in the most recent then continue to support my other stories which will be posted too!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh (and baby Brown!); xoox
Monday 13 August 2012
Movingggg!
Hello Beautifuls!
How are you all?
Okay, so firstly I want to apologise so much for not updating my blog in such a long time! I've honestly had no time what-so-ever! I just wanted to post and apologise to all those who still view my blog and are probably wanting to scream at me for not updating sooner!
So; I'm going to start doing a small tracking thing with my pregnancy. Somebody actually suggested it to me by email and I thought it was brilliant 'cause I always get asked how far along am I, how long have I to go, etc., so at the bottom of each page you'll see a small pregnancy tracker as I'm calling it! =)
If you guys follow my instagram you will see my latest picture posted, if not then here it is!
How are you all?
Okay, so firstly I want to apologise so much for not updating my blog in such a long time! I've honestly had no time what-so-ever! I just wanted to post and apologise to all those who still view my blog and are probably wanting to scream at me for not updating sooner!
So; I'm going to start doing a small tracking thing with my pregnancy. Somebody actually suggested it to me by email and I thought it was brilliant 'cause I always get asked how far along am I, how long have I to go, etc., so at the bottom of each page you'll see a small pregnancy tracker as I'm calling it! =)
If you guys follow my instagram you will see my latest picture posted, if not then here it is!
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| Yes it's true!! =)
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Carter and I are moving into a house of our own! =) I can't express how excited and happy I am, for many reasons!
1. It seems more real that we are becoming a family.
2. It's giving us our independence
3. I finally can decorate the way I wantttt!
Okay, so the third has to be a joint decision... But anyway, you're probably wondering how can we get a house when we are only 17; we can move out of our home with our parents permission (which was granted) and also it's Carter's uncle's old home.
It's got four bedrooms; one for us, one for a nursery, one for a toy-room for when he/she gets older and a spare room for our sisters/brother/nieces/nephews who want to stay. It's got such a spacious living room and kitchen/dining room! The kitchen has a breakfast bar and a island which is something I always dreamed of having! The dining room is behind a wooden door that slides right across for privacy, it has a long glass table with some kind of design inside the glass and six leather chairs around.
I honestly cannot wait until we can start decorating (Saturday 18th August). We've already been going and browsing for furniture, picking out and paying-off what we would like.
Until Saturday 25th or Sunday 26th, I won't be updating anything! Instagram, blog, stories, nothing because I'll be so busy but I promise on one of them days I'll be updating again! =)
Thanks for staying with me! Remember, drop a comment/tweet/email, etc and let me know what you want me to talk about! I'll be happy to do it! =)
Pregnancy tracker: 27 weeks, 3 days.
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh(and baby brown!);xoox
Sunday 15 July 2012
Guessing game!
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
Well, I'm very sorry for not posting last Sunday but things have been pretty hectic with my pregnancy and things! I've been finishing fashion for college before I leave on maternity break, plus my clothes aren't fitting me any more (apart from my sweatpants and hoodies!) so I've been shopping and also making a few things! I've been getting told my bump is very small and neat, but I don't think that; I went from a size 8 to a 12 already, not very much but I'm bracing myself to suddenly...expand over the next few weeks!
So today Carter, myself and our parents went to the hospital for my 20 week pregnancy scan. I had so emotions running through me that I had never felt before! I was excited to see our baby but I was terrified incase something was wrong because at my last scan the nurse told me that my baby was lying a strange way and the slightest knock might cause damage; to say I was scared was an understatement!
When the nurse scanned my stomach and told me everything was fine before turning the motior for Carter and I too see, I was so relieved! My baby had turned into a safe position, she or he was in no danger at all, thank God!
Finally, after weeks off waiting, I was able to see my baby! The picture was so clear, we were able to get a perfect view of him or her! He or she even started blowing bubbles, his or her little hand lifted almost like it was waving at us! Of course, being emotional as I am, I started getting teary. We were asked if we wanted to know the gender but we wanted it to be a surprise for when he or she is born, however that didn't stop us from fighting over what we thought it would be on the way home in the car!
Carter thinks it's a boy because he claims he saw the 'evidence' if you all get me.. But I said it was the umbicial cord because my sister thought the same thing and her baby turned out to be a girl! I however think it's a girl, well that's what my gut is telling me!
But Carter and I have agreed not to worry about the gender, our baby will be loved whatever the outcome is! Gender makes no difference to us, girl or boy, we're happy. We just want our baby to be healthy and happy, that's all we pray for.
We have been going through baby names, ideas for the nursery which we'll be decorating over the next few weeks and writing them all down in a book, we've been cutting pictures out of baby nursery books (colours, cots, etc) and sticking them into the book too. We've even labled it Brown Baby #1. - If anyone has baby names that they'd like to share, please don't be afraid to let me know! =)
Anyway, a few have been asking for a picture of my bump or my scan so I'll add them in at the bottom, but I haven't took many bump pictures on my phone they are all on my camera so hopefully when I can upload them onto my laptop, I'll upload them on here! These two pictures are from my instagram which you can follow me on using your own instagram or just by clicking on statigram http://statigr.am/katiebryee
PS: Don't be afraid to share your opitions on what gender you think baby Brown is! I'll look forward to hearing your opitions!
Hope to talk soon girls & guys!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh; (and baby Brown!); xoox
How are you all?
Well, I'm very sorry for not posting last Sunday but things have been pretty hectic with my pregnancy and things! I've been finishing fashion for college before I leave on maternity break, plus my clothes aren't fitting me any more (apart from my sweatpants and hoodies!) so I've been shopping and also making a few things! I've been getting told my bump is very small and neat, but I don't think that; I went from a size 8 to a 12 already, not very much but I'm bracing myself to suddenly...expand over the next few weeks!
So today Carter, myself and our parents went to the hospital for my 20 week pregnancy scan. I had so emotions running through me that I had never felt before! I was excited to see our baby but I was terrified incase something was wrong because at my last scan the nurse told me that my baby was lying a strange way and the slightest knock might cause damage; to say I was scared was an understatement!
When the nurse scanned my stomach and told me everything was fine before turning the motior for Carter and I too see, I was so relieved! My baby had turned into a safe position, she or he was in no danger at all, thank God!
Finally, after weeks off waiting, I was able to see my baby! The picture was so clear, we were able to get a perfect view of him or her! He or she even started blowing bubbles, his or her little hand lifted almost like it was waving at us! Of course, being emotional as I am, I started getting teary. We were asked if we wanted to know the gender but we wanted it to be a surprise for when he or she is born, however that didn't stop us from fighting over what we thought it would be on the way home in the car!
Carter thinks it's a boy because he claims he saw the 'evidence' if you all get me.. But I said it was the umbicial cord because my sister thought the same thing and her baby turned out to be a girl! I however think it's a girl, well that's what my gut is telling me!
But Carter and I have agreed not to worry about the gender, our baby will be loved whatever the outcome is! Gender makes no difference to us, girl or boy, we're happy. We just want our baby to be healthy and happy, that's all we pray for.
We have been going through baby names, ideas for the nursery which we'll be decorating over the next few weeks and writing them all down in a book, we've been cutting pictures out of baby nursery books (colours, cots, etc) and sticking them into the book too. We've even labled it Brown Baby #1. - If anyone has baby names that they'd like to share, please don't be afraid to let me know! =)
Anyway, a few have been asking for a picture of my bump or my scan so I'll add them in at the bottom, but I haven't took many bump pictures on my phone they are all on my camera so hopefully when I can upload them onto my laptop, I'll upload them on here! These two pictures are from my instagram which you can follow me on using your own instagram or just by clicking on statigram http://statigr.am/katiebryee
PS: Don't be afraid to share your opitions on what gender you think baby Brown is! I'll look forward to hearing your opitions!
Hope to talk soon girls & guys!
Stay beautiful!
Katieleigh; (and baby Brown!); xoox
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| small bump! |
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| 20 week scan! |
Tuesday 3 July 2012
Boys, boys, boys!
Hello beautifuls!
how are you all?
I'm sorry for the late updates but I have been so busy! I recently turned 18 weeks pregnant on Saturday, my bumps been growing a lot so I've been picking up a few materinity clothes and today Carter and I went to the aquarium with Carter's younger brother and sister and my nieces and nephew. It gave us good practise for the future!
So anyway, I was asked to cover a topic about boys one of the most common topics ever! I'll do my best to help with any of your problems, girls!
I've been with Carter for five years, he was my first boyfriend so I can't really compare him to anyone but I know for a fact that the way he treats me, is the way every guy should treat their girls. Treat them like a princess!
One: Every high school has a 'player' rolling around the hallways. Never judge that player though, never judge him on how many girls' he's kissed in a week or whatever because that may be a front. Has everyone heard the saying 'never judge a book by its cover' Yeah? Well that's 'cause it's true! My best friend is currently dating the 'player' from our high school, he dated so many girls in one week that we lost count but now he's a changed person.
Two: If a guy treats you wrong, ditch him! Never take any crap from a guy (or anyone in that matter)! If a guy disrespects you in anyway, (making plans and breaking them, choosing to go to a party with friends and not inviting you, being rude), get rid of him because girl, you are much better than that! By not standing up and putting your foot down, you'll be walked over like a doormat, honestly.
Three: Saying no poiltely is a difficult thing, you don't want to hurt the guys feelings because you may seem like a (excuse the language) bitch. Everyone thinks that if the girl turns the guy down, it automatically makes them a bad person and gives them a rep as the 'heartbreaker' and nobody wants that name! So by telling them that they are a nice person but you're not exactly looking for a relationship or anything along them lines is the best thing possible!
Four: Don't make a fool of yourself. Nobody likes seeing or hearing a giggling, hair-twirling, cartoon floating hearts, girl flirting with her crush. Play it cool because that will work so much better! I've heard rumours about girls not replying to a message the guy sends them for a few days because they don't want to seem 'eager' but truthfully, that will just make the guy less interested in you. Don't wait for them to make the first move!
I'm sorry for this being an extremely short blog but it's just past midnight and the little one inside my belly is getting restless! Again, keep responding and posting more topics for me to cover and there will be another one posted on Sunday! =)
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!);; xoox
how are you all?
I'm sorry for the late updates but I have been so busy! I recently turned 18 weeks pregnant on Saturday, my bumps been growing a lot so I've been picking up a few materinity clothes and today Carter and I went to the aquarium with Carter's younger brother and sister and my nieces and nephew. It gave us good practise for the future!
So anyway, I was asked to cover a topic about boys one of the most common topics ever! I'll do my best to help with any of your problems, girls!
I've been with Carter for five years, he was my first boyfriend so I can't really compare him to anyone but I know for a fact that the way he treats me, is the way every guy should treat their girls. Treat them like a princess!
One: Every high school has a 'player' rolling around the hallways. Never judge that player though, never judge him on how many girls' he's kissed in a week or whatever because that may be a front. Has everyone heard the saying 'never judge a book by its cover' Yeah? Well that's 'cause it's true! My best friend is currently dating the 'player' from our high school, he dated so many girls in one week that we lost count but now he's a changed person.
Two: If a guy treats you wrong, ditch him! Never take any crap from a guy (or anyone in that matter)! If a guy disrespects you in anyway, (making plans and breaking them, choosing to go to a party with friends and not inviting you, being rude), get rid of him because girl, you are much better than that! By not standing up and putting your foot down, you'll be walked over like a doormat, honestly.
Three: Saying no poiltely is a difficult thing, you don't want to hurt the guys feelings because you may seem like a (excuse the language) bitch. Everyone thinks that if the girl turns the guy down, it automatically makes them a bad person and gives them a rep as the 'heartbreaker' and nobody wants that name! So by telling them that they are a nice person but you're not exactly looking for a relationship or anything along them lines is the best thing possible!
Four: Don't make a fool of yourself. Nobody likes seeing or hearing a giggling, hair-twirling, cartoon floating hearts, girl flirting with her crush. Play it cool because that will work so much better! I've heard rumours about girls not replying to a message the guy sends them for a few days because they don't want to seem 'eager' but truthfully, that will just make the guy less interested in you. Don't wait for them to make the first move!
I'm sorry for this being an extremely short blog but it's just past midnight and the little one inside my belly is getting restless! Again, keep responding and posting more topics for me to cover and there will be another one posted on Sunday! =)
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!);; xoox
Sunday 24 June 2012
Make-up!
Hey beautifuls!
How are you all?
So I got a topic requested about one of my favourite and one of my most hated things! MAKE-UP! I am a fan of make-up but sometimes I wish it was never ever invented! On this blog I'm just going to give you a few tips on make-up and how to apply it-again this is my personal view so if you don't want to or don't feel like this is right for you, then that's fine! =)
First, before you even go near make-up there is a few things you need to do to first!
1. Cleaning your skin properly! Do not use bar-soap on your face! It's like the worst thing ever, it clogs up your pores and strips away your natural skin oils, it also leaves your skin feeling itchy/extremely dry/tight. Use a cleanser to clean your skin, I personally use Simple Skin Cleanser because it is inexpensive and very very affective! (Mine cost me£2.50 in UK money!) If you don't feel like using the Cleanser which works better if you apply it with cotton wool, then Skin Cleanser Wipes are just as affective! I personally use them in the mornings when I wake up to get rid of the collective oils that made it's way on my skin overnight, this also restores your natural oils and not forgetting, makes you feel fresher! =)
2. Tone! Toner cleanses the skin and it shrinks the appearance of pores! I sware by toner, again the one I use is by Simple. Simple products are used for sensitive skins and yes, I have extremely sensitive skin! Toner can be applied by using Cotton wool or you can buy one as a spray too!
3. Moisturise! After the first two steps apply your moisturiser, I use No 7 moisturiser which is very light and I only need one squirt and it covers my whole face. Moisturiser will give you a soft and easy surface to apply your makeup too.
I also exfoliate twice a week and apply a facial mask once every two weeks. My favourite is the chocolate face mask, because one it's good for your skin and two, it's eatable! =)
So, I started wearing make-up when I was in my first year of high school. I began wearing a light tinted moisturiser but when I saw the girls in my class wearing a lot more than I was, I decided to up my game and start wearing proper foundation from the local drugstore. I usually got up an hour before I left for school to get myself ready but when I was wearing makeup, I was getting up at least two hours before. I started wearing foundation, eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss and blusher every single day. My skin was becoming so bad that I began wearing more because I was insecure.
Eventually, in the second year of high school, I had a wake up call when Carter told me he was fed up of me wearing makeup. He said he was making me stop wearing it but at least for me to tone it down and so I did. I began losing the heavy makeup and stuck to my tinted moisturiser, however my skin had lasting damage. My pores got huge, they clogged and caused very unattractive blackheads, I began breaking out with pimples and my skins was becoming very oily.
I would recommend girls under the age of 15 to wear tinted moisturiser and girls older to wear a very light amount of foundation. During hot days and when I'm on a holiday abroad, I use my tinted moisturiser but during the winter when my nose and cheeks go red very easily, I use my Max Factor foundation along with my Max Factor concealer. On days when I don't want to put on makeup but I still need to go out I would use my cheap drugstore makeup which costs me no more than £6 (UK currency), only a light amount though!
I have different makeup for different occasions! Everyday makeup and special occasion makeup. For a night out, I would use a little more makeup that I do on a everyday basis, I would firstly do my concealer, my foundation, my press powder, my blusher or bronzer, possibly an eyeliner, some eyeshadow and mascara. Sounds like a lot, doesn't it? All my makeup however are very light!
I also have different makeup brushes to go with my makeup, one is my foundation brush which I use for my every day tinted moisturiser and my second makeup brush is my MAC Flat-Top brush which is for my foundation. I didn't realise how amazing a brush could make such a difference! Flat-top brushes are amazing to create a flawless, even foundation! Please please please make sure that you clean your brushes thoroughly, at least once a week but if you use more than one foundation, please clean your brushes before applying the other foundation. By not cleaning your brushes or sponges, it will gather bacteria, dirt and old oils which will transfer back onto your skin and create blemishes, zits, pimples and clog your pores!
I would suggest for those to start of with a cheap foundation first, you don't want to spend like 20 or 30 pounds (or Dollars!) on a foundation which may break you out, be the wrong shade, cause irration or be to sticky. I would advise you all not to go over the top on you're makeup, you may think you look pretty or you may think that this is the only way to impress someone but can I say something? Wearing a face full of makeup is one of the worst turn offs ever! I've got plenty guy friends, I've got brothers, I've got male cousins and every one of them say the exact same thing.
"We prefer natural girls"
I was previously watching 'Toddlers and Tiaras' and I was shocked at how the parents could plaster their kids as young as 2 in makeup, fake tan and fake hair! I'm sorry but I don't like how a parent could do that to their child, especially at 2 years of age! A child is beautiful no matter what age!
In my eyes, girls shouldn't wear makeup until they are at least 14+. I have friends now who are 17/18 and even 20 who still don't wear makeup and magically look like they are amazing!
So, I hope this blog helps you girls with makeup problems. Please if you want to know more, comment and i'll put up a makeup NO 2 post! =) Again, I love how you girls ask me about these stuff so please keep commenting or whatever to let me know what to do next! (beauty tips, health + fitness etc) I'll be happy to cover!
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!);; xoox
How are you all?
So I got a topic requested about one of my favourite and one of my most hated things! MAKE-UP! I am a fan of make-up but sometimes I wish it was never ever invented! On this blog I'm just going to give you a few tips on make-up and how to apply it-again this is my personal view so if you don't want to or don't feel like this is right for you, then that's fine! =)
First, before you even go near make-up there is a few things you need to do to first!
1. Cleaning your skin properly! Do not use bar-soap on your face! It's like the worst thing ever, it clogs up your pores and strips away your natural skin oils, it also leaves your skin feeling itchy/extremely dry/tight. Use a cleanser to clean your skin, I personally use Simple Skin Cleanser because it is inexpensive and very very affective! (Mine cost me£2.50 in UK money!) If you don't feel like using the Cleanser which works better if you apply it with cotton wool, then Skin Cleanser Wipes are just as affective! I personally use them in the mornings when I wake up to get rid of the collective oils that made it's way on my skin overnight, this also restores your natural oils and not forgetting, makes you feel fresher! =)
2. Tone! Toner cleanses the skin and it shrinks the appearance of pores! I sware by toner, again the one I use is by Simple. Simple products are used for sensitive skins and yes, I have extremely sensitive skin! Toner can be applied by using Cotton wool or you can buy one as a spray too!
3. Moisturise! After the first two steps apply your moisturiser, I use No 7 moisturiser which is very light and I only need one squirt and it covers my whole face. Moisturiser will give you a soft and easy surface to apply your makeup too.
I also exfoliate twice a week and apply a facial mask once every two weeks. My favourite is the chocolate face mask, because one it's good for your skin and two, it's eatable! =)
So, I started wearing make-up when I was in my first year of high school. I began wearing a light tinted moisturiser but when I saw the girls in my class wearing a lot more than I was, I decided to up my game and start wearing proper foundation from the local drugstore. I usually got up an hour before I left for school to get myself ready but when I was wearing makeup, I was getting up at least two hours before. I started wearing foundation, eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss and blusher every single day. My skin was becoming so bad that I began wearing more because I was insecure.
Eventually, in the second year of high school, I had a wake up call when Carter told me he was fed up of me wearing makeup. He said he was making me stop wearing it but at least for me to tone it down and so I did. I began losing the heavy makeup and stuck to my tinted moisturiser, however my skin had lasting damage. My pores got huge, they clogged and caused very unattractive blackheads, I began breaking out with pimples and my skins was becoming very oily.
I would recommend girls under the age of 15 to wear tinted moisturiser and girls older to wear a very light amount of foundation. During hot days and when I'm on a holiday abroad, I use my tinted moisturiser but during the winter when my nose and cheeks go red very easily, I use my Max Factor foundation along with my Max Factor concealer. On days when I don't want to put on makeup but I still need to go out I would use my cheap drugstore makeup which costs me no more than £6 (UK currency), only a light amount though!
I have different makeup for different occasions! Everyday makeup and special occasion makeup. For a night out, I would use a little more makeup that I do on a everyday basis, I would firstly do my concealer, my foundation, my press powder, my blusher or bronzer, possibly an eyeliner, some eyeshadow and mascara. Sounds like a lot, doesn't it? All my makeup however are very light!
I also have different makeup brushes to go with my makeup, one is my foundation brush which I use for my every day tinted moisturiser and my second makeup brush is my MAC Flat-Top brush which is for my foundation. I didn't realise how amazing a brush could make such a difference! Flat-top brushes are amazing to create a flawless, even foundation! Please please please make sure that you clean your brushes thoroughly, at least once a week but if you use more than one foundation, please clean your brushes before applying the other foundation. By not cleaning your brushes or sponges, it will gather bacteria, dirt and old oils which will transfer back onto your skin and create blemishes, zits, pimples and clog your pores!
I would suggest for those to start of with a cheap foundation first, you don't want to spend like 20 or 30 pounds (or Dollars!) on a foundation which may break you out, be the wrong shade, cause irration or be to sticky. I would advise you all not to go over the top on you're makeup, you may think you look pretty or you may think that this is the only way to impress someone but can I say something? Wearing a face full of makeup is one of the worst turn offs ever! I've got plenty guy friends, I've got brothers, I've got male cousins and every one of them say the exact same thing.
"We prefer natural girls"
I was previously watching 'Toddlers and Tiaras' and I was shocked at how the parents could plaster their kids as young as 2 in makeup, fake tan and fake hair! I'm sorry but I don't like how a parent could do that to their child, especially at 2 years of age! A child is beautiful no matter what age!
In my eyes, girls shouldn't wear makeup until they are at least 14+. I have friends now who are 17/18 and even 20 who still don't wear makeup and magically look like they are amazing!
So, I hope this blog helps you girls with makeup problems. Please if you want to know more, comment and i'll put up a makeup NO 2 post! =) Again, I love how you girls ask me about these stuff so please keep commenting or whatever to let me know what to do next! (beauty tips, health + fitness etc) I'll be happy to cover!
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!);; xoox
Sunday 17 June 2012
Animals/pets!
Hi beautifuls! How are you all?
So, I'm currently lying with Carter watching My Sister's Keeper and already and becoming emotional! So, I decided to post to save me from blubbering like a baby!
I was asked to do a post on my favourite animals or my pets, so I combined the two together and done one post.. I've been getting asked about my pets since I've been posting pictures on my instagram of them! (view my pictures here - http://statigr.am/katiebryee )
one is a light furred
I have two Chihuahua's, both short haired. Star is my oldest, she is a year and a half and creamed furred. Angel is my youngest, she is four months and she's black furred. They are both rescue dogs.
Carter actually rescued Angel for me from a agressive dog-handler who was putting her in a cage with a male Pitbull breed and letting him fight her. When he brought her home, I cried because she had hardly and fur and the scars were noticeable, she shook every time someone went near her but now she's mostly scared of males other than Carter, my brothers, Carter's brother + father. She hasn't met my dad yet, that day is still to come! She came home when she was 6 weeks.
Star was rescued from a dog pound called Assis Center. She was brought in along with six other chihuahua's who were found in a shoe box that was ditched at the side of a very very busy road. When Carter and I went to see the pups, Star was the only one left without a family and once I saw her, I just knew that I had to take her home! And after four weeks, she was able to come home! She came home when she was 8 weeks.
Carter has two dogs too, a little Cocker Spaniel called Jemi and a Shih Tzu called Suzi. He said they aren't very masculine dogs but he too rescued them both. Suzi had pups around the same time we brought Star home, they are amazingly adorable!
I still want to rescue more dogs but I gotta wait until I move out, I think my mom would faint if I was to bring more dogs home!
Anyway, my favourite animal has to be dogs (duh!) but I love all animals, I'm possibly the biggest animal lover ever! All my past pets have been rescues from animal shelters from my dogs, to my rabbits!
So that's just covering a small topic I was asked to do via email. (remember the contact links are in the 'about me' section at the side!) I really want to keep posting so continue sending your topics in! I've said it before, I'll say it again- I cover ANYTHING! Whether that being health, fashion, beauty tips, etc, I don't care just keep commenting/tweeting/mailing, whatever you choose!
Stay beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!)xoox
So, I'm currently lying with Carter watching My Sister's Keeper and already and becoming emotional! So, I decided to post to save me from blubbering like a baby!
I was asked to do a post on my favourite animals or my pets, so I combined the two together and done one post.. I've been getting asked about my pets since I've been posting pictures on my instagram of them! (view my pictures here - http://statigr.am/katiebryee )
one is a light furred
I have two Chihuahua's, both short haired. Star is my oldest, she is a year and a half and creamed furred. Angel is my youngest, she is four months and she's black furred. They are both rescue dogs.
Carter actually rescued Angel for me from a agressive dog-handler who was putting her in a cage with a male Pitbull breed and letting him fight her. When he brought her home, I cried because she had hardly and fur and the scars were noticeable, she shook every time someone went near her but now she's mostly scared of males other than Carter, my brothers, Carter's brother + father. She hasn't met my dad yet, that day is still to come! She came home when she was 6 weeks.
Star was rescued from a dog pound called Assis Center. She was brought in along with six other chihuahua's who were found in a shoe box that was ditched at the side of a very very busy road. When Carter and I went to see the pups, Star was the only one left without a family and once I saw her, I just knew that I had to take her home! And after four weeks, she was able to come home! She came home when she was 8 weeks.
Carter has two dogs too, a little Cocker Spaniel called Jemi and a Shih Tzu called Suzi. He said they aren't very masculine dogs but he too rescued them both. Suzi had pups around the same time we brought Star home, they are amazingly adorable!
I still want to rescue more dogs but I gotta wait until I move out, I think my mom would faint if I was to bring more dogs home!
Anyway, my favourite animal has to be dogs (duh!) but I love all animals, I'm possibly the biggest animal lover ever! All my past pets have been rescues from animal shelters from my dogs, to my rabbits!
So that's just covering a small topic I was asked to do via email. (remember the contact links are in the 'about me' section at the side!) I really want to keep posting so continue sending your topics in! I've said it before, I'll say it again- I cover ANYTHING! Whether that being health, fashion, beauty tips, etc, I don't care just keep commenting/tweeting/mailing, whatever you choose!
Stay beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!)xoox
Tuesday 12 June 2012
Friendships
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
So as promised, I'm posting another blog which was requested and it's about friendships.
There is a saying which is 'As you get older, you can count your friends on one hand' and in my eyes, that is a very true saying. I have lots of people who I would count as my friends but only a few that I would count as my true friends and that's not including Carter. I used to have loads of friends who I thought were my best friends for life, until suddenly they started slipping away for a lot of reasons.
In 2010, I got into a fight with one of my closest (ex-) best friends. She fell into the wrong crowd in school, she began leaking secrets that I had told her in trust, she began making rumours up about me and Carter, telling everyone that I was cheating on Carter, fell pregnant then flew to Canada to have a secret abortion. I was distraught and kept questioning myself on what I done to deserve this. Carter will back me up on this, he would tell you that I locked myself in my room day-after-day, sobbing to myself. Thankfully I had him to give me the strength I needed to face everyone in school.
To make a long story short, everyone in the school found out that the rumours weren't true and turned their backs on her. Everything she said after that, nobody believed her. After that incident, if I was making new friends, I was sure not to let them know any big secrets until I was sure that I could trust them..
All I can really say on how to either get a friendship back is apologise, even if it isn't your fault because it will prove you're the bigger person. Take five minutes of each others time to talk about the situation that caused you both to fall out, talk about calmly and resolve the problem.
Things take time, including gaining trust back even if you have known the other person for years. Don't rush things, don't pressure the other person into being your BFF immediately 'cause that probably won't happen and might even put the other person of being friends with you again.
So, I really hope this helped whoever requested! I'm loving the fact you're all requesting me to cover topics! I'm having so much fun! =) keep leaving comments and giving me more topics to cover and I'll update again soon!
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!); xoox
How are you all?
So as promised, I'm posting another blog which was requested and it's about friendships.
There is a saying which is 'As you get older, you can count your friends on one hand' and in my eyes, that is a very true saying. I have lots of people who I would count as my friends but only a few that I would count as my true friends and that's not including Carter. I used to have loads of friends who I thought were my best friends for life, until suddenly they started slipping away for a lot of reasons.
In 2010, I got into a fight with one of my closest (ex-) best friends. She fell into the wrong crowd in school, she began leaking secrets that I had told her in trust, she began making rumours up about me and Carter, telling everyone that I was cheating on Carter, fell pregnant then flew to Canada to have a secret abortion. I was distraught and kept questioning myself on what I done to deserve this. Carter will back me up on this, he would tell you that I locked myself in my room day-after-day, sobbing to myself. Thankfully I had him to give me the strength I needed to face everyone in school.
To make a long story short, everyone in the school found out that the rumours weren't true and turned their backs on her. Everything she said after that, nobody believed her. After that incident, if I was making new friends, I was sure not to let them know any big secrets until I was sure that I could trust them..
All I can really say on how to either get a friendship back is apologise, even if it isn't your fault because it will prove you're the bigger person. Take five minutes of each others time to talk about the situation that caused you both to fall out, talk about calmly and resolve the problem.
Things take time, including gaining trust back even if you have known the other person for years. Don't rush things, don't pressure the other person into being your BFF immediately 'cause that probably won't happen and might even put the other person of being friends with you again.
So, I really hope this helped whoever requested! I'm loving the fact you're all requesting me to cover topics! I'm having so much fun! =) keep leaving comments and giving me more topics to cover and I'll update again soon!
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!); xoox
Monday 11 June 2012
Love, Sex and Magic!
Hello Beautifuls!
How are you all?
I'm so sorry for not posting yesterday, I haven't been feeling to good lately with pregnancy sickness and I've been swamped with work for college too, am I the only one who wants to rip up their work sometimes?
Anyhow, I got asked to cover a topic about something that most people find awkward or they try to avoid talking about it all together but I like talking about it (not in a creepy way) and actually don't mind bringing it up!
That topic is sex.
Sex is such a magical thing! It brings couples closer together and it combines to people together in a bubble of love and passion. Sex is a way of expressing your love for the other person, it's a way of sharing the desire for your partner but it is also a frightening experience- Believe me, I have been there!
I understand that people don't necessarily keep their virginity for someone they love, or they don't always have sex with people they love but personally; I think that sex should be saved for someone you love and only someone you love. I don't believe in one night stands, I don't believe on having sex for 'fun', I don't believe in having multiple sexual partners, nor do I believe on having sex with anyone. I believe that if you are in a relationship with someone who you love, then you have sex with them and only them, if you're not in a relationship then you don't have sex. Then again, that's just me.
I made the choice to have sex with Carter last year, I was sixteen and knew that it was time to take that huge step and truly commit myself to him. So after weeks of preparing myself, building the courage and even talking to Carter about it, we finally decided that we would take that step. Carter was very very supportive of my decision, he to was a virgin but didn't care about himself, he wanted to make sure that I was okay and that I was 100% sure about this. Whenever the time came, Carter went all out and decorated his bedroom to make it romantic by scattering my favourite pink rose petals over the bed and putting quiet music on in the background.
There is a lot of tales about having sex for the first time. People say that it hurts, people say that the pain is so unbearable that they needed to stop but for me, I felt no pain. Not one bit. Altho, I will admit that the morning after, I did feel slight pain but not to much- It felt like there was a constant pressure on my lower area from where my muscles where stretched, it stung a little when I used the bathroom and I did feel like I was walking like a penguin, however after a day or two the feelings disappeared!
If I was to give advice to people about sex it would be;
1. Don't stress about it too much! By stressing, it makes your muscles tense which will cause you even more pain when it comes to sexual intercourse.
2. Make sure that you want this, don't feel pressured into having sex because your friends are doing it or because you are getting teased about still being a virgin.
3. USE PROTECTION! Not only does this protect you from unwanted pregnancies but it protects you from horrible diseases like STD's, Chlamydia, Herpes, etc. which are very common.
So! Another blog done and dusted! Thank you for suggesting to me to cover this topic, some of you may feel awkward reading it but I don't mind writing about anything like this! Again, please please please suggest more topics for me to write about!
There will be another post updated tomorrow so keep tuned for that too!
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!);; xoox
How are you all?
I'm so sorry for not posting yesterday, I haven't been feeling to good lately with pregnancy sickness and I've been swamped with work for college too, am I the only one who wants to rip up their work sometimes?
Anyhow, I got asked to cover a topic about something that most people find awkward or they try to avoid talking about it all together but I like talking about it (not in a creepy way) and actually don't mind bringing it up!
That topic is sex.
Sex is such a magical thing! It brings couples closer together and it combines to people together in a bubble of love and passion. Sex is a way of expressing your love for the other person, it's a way of sharing the desire for your partner but it is also a frightening experience- Believe me, I have been there!
I understand that people don't necessarily keep their virginity for someone they love, or they don't always have sex with people they love but personally; I think that sex should be saved for someone you love and only someone you love. I don't believe in one night stands, I don't believe on having sex for 'fun', I don't believe in having multiple sexual partners, nor do I believe on having sex with anyone. I believe that if you are in a relationship with someone who you love, then you have sex with them and only them, if you're not in a relationship then you don't have sex. Then again, that's just me.
I made the choice to have sex with Carter last year, I was sixteen and knew that it was time to take that huge step and truly commit myself to him. So after weeks of preparing myself, building the courage and even talking to Carter about it, we finally decided that we would take that step. Carter was very very supportive of my decision, he to was a virgin but didn't care about himself, he wanted to make sure that I was okay and that I was 100% sure about this. Whenever the time came, Carter went all out and decorated his bedroom to make it romantic by scattering my favourite pink rose petals over the bed and putting quiet music on in the background.
There is a lot of tales about having sex for the first time. People say that it hurts, people say that the pain is so unbearable that they needed to stop but for me, I felt no pain. Not one bit. Altho, I will admit that the morning after, I did feel slight pain but not to much- It felt like there was a constant pressure on my lower area from where my muscles where stretched, it stung a little when I used the bathroom and I did feel like I was walking like a penguin, however after a day or two the feelings disappeared!
If I was to give advice to people about sex it would be;
1. Don't stress about it too much! By stressing, it makes your muscles tense which will cause you even more pain when it comes to sexual intercourse.
2. Make sure that you want this, don't feel pressured into having sex because your friends are doing it or because you are getting teased about still being a virgin.
3. USE PROTECTION! Not only does this protect you from unwanted pregnancies but it protects you from horrible diseases like STD's, Chlamydia, Herpes, etc. which are very common.
So! Another blog done and dusted! Thank you for suggesting to me to cover this topic, some of you may feel awkward reading it but I don't mind writing about anything like this! Again, please please please suggest more topics for me to write about!
There will be another post updated tomorrow so keep tuned for that too!
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!);; xoox
Sunday 3 June 2012
My hometown! =)
Hello beautifuls!
How are you all?
So today (or rather tonight for me!) I decided to cover a requested topic about my hometown. I've received emails, tweets and even a comment on one of my past blogs about how I moved from Canada to the UK and there was some confusion on how I met Carter when I was 12 and I never moved to the UK until I was 14 so I want to clear all this up!
I am Canadian, originally from Stratford Ontario! And no I wasn't BFF's with Justin Bieber nor do I know where he lives.
When I was 12, my mom's cousin who is my second cousin was starting up his photography business and wanted me to take part in a photo shoot with my DJ equipment. My mom and I flew over to the UK where I done an amazing photo shoot (thanks Alex!). Soon my cousin's business took of immensely and one of the picture of me and my DJ equipment was printed on his cards, he was getting a lot of questions about this picture and who I was.
However my closest cousin was very much into singing and was apart of a drama/dance/singing company. She was asked by a music producer to come into the studio and sing, of course she wanted to sing her own songs but needed a track- and that's where I came in! From that day, I became her personal DJ and I met Carter a few weeks later.
My mom flew back to Canada while I stayed with my aunt and uncle. I flew back to Canada after three months of living the British life and knew I wanted to move here so my parents came to the decision that my mom would fly back to the UK with me to house-hunt then return to Canada for our things while I flew back and forth for two years (every four months I returned).
While I still lived in Stratford, I did pass the Avon Theatre like every day. I did walk pass a few days where a little boy sat busking on the steps with a guitar that was almost bigger than him! I don't like talking about meeting Justin Bieber before he was famous 'cause people tend to think I'm either lying for attention OR attention seaking which I'm not.
But yes I did meet Justin Bieber before his was famous, he was so so sweet and cute and funny too! And he was so grateful for the people who put money into his guitar case, a guy put like $20 in and he like totally paused his singing to thank him, each person after that who would put money in, he would change the lyrics in the song to say thank-you while still singing.
So yeah.. alittle about my hometown which I deeply miss and hope to return in a few months while I can still travel on a plane!
I hope to have more topics to cover, and I'll say it again, I don't care what you want me to talk about it can be ANYTHING (boys, friendship, trust issues, sex, even menstral cycles, I don't get embarrassed about anything now so ask away and I'll cover them all!) If I do get people asking for me to cover anything, I will probably post sooner than Sunday so just be aware of that=)
Contact info is going to be listed in the 'About Me' box! =)
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!); xoo
How are you all?
So today (or rather tonight for me!) I decided to cover a requested topic about my hometown. I've received emails, tweets and even a comment on one of my past blogs about how I moved from Canada to the UK and there was some confusion on how I met Carter when I was 12 and I never moved to the UK until I was 14 so I want to clear all this up!
I am Canadian, originally from Stratford Ontario! And no I wasn't BFF's with Justin Bieber nor do I know where he lives.
When I was 12, my mom's cousin who is my second cousin was starting up his photography business and wanted me to take part in a photo shoot with my DJ equipment. My mom and I flew over to the UK where I done an amazing photo shoot (thanks Alex!). Soon my cousin's business took of immensely and one of the picture of me and my DJ equipment was printed on his cards, he was getting a lot of questions about this picture and who I was.
However my closest cousin was very much into singing and was apart of a drama/dance/singing company. She was asked by a music producer to come into the studio and sing, of course she wanted to sing her own songs but needed a track- and that's where I came in! From that day, I became her personal DJ and I met Carter a few weeks later.
My mom flew back to Canada while I stayed with my aunt and uncle. I flew back to Canada after three months of living the British life and knew I wanted to move here so my parents came to the decision that my mom would fly back to the UK with me to house-hunt then return to Canada for our things while I flew back and forth for two years (every four months I returned).
While I still lived in Stratford, I did pass the Avon Theatre like every day. I did walk pass a few days where a little boy sat busking on the steps with a guitar that was almost bigger than him! I don't like talking about meeting Justin Bieber before he was famous 'cause people tend to think I'm either lying for attention OR attention seaking which I'm not.
But yes I did meet Justin Bieber before his was famous, he was so so sweet and cute and funny too! And he was so grateful for the people who put money into his guitar case, a guy put like $20 in and he like totally paused his singing to thank him, each person after that who would put money in, he would change the lyrics in the song to say thank-you while still singing.
So yeah.. alittle about my hometown which I deeply miss and hope to return in a few months while I can still travel on a plane!
I hope to have more topics to cover, and I'll say it again, I don't care what you want me to talk about it can be ANYTHING (boys, friendship, trust issues, sex, even menstral cycles, I don't get embarrassed about anything now so ask away and I'll cover them all!) If I do get people asking for me to cover anything, I will probably post sooner than Sunday so just be aware of that=)
Contact info is going to be listed in the 'About Me' box! =)
Stay Beautiful!
-Katieleigh (and baby Brown!); xoo
Friday 1 June 2012
Tattoo's!
Hello beautiful people!
How are you all?
So I was meaning to post this blog earlier but I got so side-tracked, I forgot! I have recently just became yet another auntie to a beautiful baby girl called Grace (Carter's sister's baby girl) and I attended a wedding yesterday too with Carter, I designed the bride's shoes! (which you can find on my instagram!), my cousin's birthday was yesterday too and my other cousin's birthday is today! So anyway, I was quiet busy=)
So I was requested to blog about my tattoo's (which I love) and thot that it was a really great topic to talk about! =)
Some of you may know that I have...a few tattoo's (seven in total!) so I'll list them and give you the meaning because most people don't know why and just judge me on having tattoo's for fun which isn't true! All my tattoo's have a special meaning (to me anyway!)
1. Left wrist - Treble Clef inside a heart - expressing my passion for music.
2. Back of my neck - Butterfly (purple and pink) with three falling red hearts - the butterfly is a sign of freedom, the three falling stars stand for 'I love you' for my family and Carter and now my baby.
3. Right foot - a star design - because everyone in my life are stars. Family members + friends who have past who are also my stars looking down on me from heaven.
4. Thumb - the design something similar to Rihanna's - Both me and my sister have it, it has a hidden chinese symbol which stands for 'Sister'.
5. Ribcage - quote saying 'never follow others footsteps, create your own path' - Learning from very bad mistakes in my past which I followed others because I wanted to be 'popular' or 'cool'. The decision was wrong so now I don't follow others, I follow my heart and create my own way thru life.
6. Hip Bone - quote saying 'walk in someone's shoes before judging them' - I think everyone has done this including me which is why I got this tattoo'd on my body, to remind myself not to judge a person if I don't know them or their story.
and my new tattoo!
7. Index finger - small infinity sign - Carter and I both got one for our love, our love for our child and our love for our families.
So that's all my tattoo's plus their meanings=) I hope this was slightly intresting? I'm not too sure but my next blog will be posted on Sunday, there might be two posts since I was requested to do two other topics! So yeahh.. look out for that! =)
Keep requesting guys! I'm having too much fun keeping you all updated on my life!
Stay beautiful!
-Katieleigh; xoo
How are you all?
So I was meaning to post this blog earlier but I got so side-tracked, I forgot! I have recently just became yet another auntie to a beautiful baby girl called Grace (Carter's sister's baby girl) and I attended a wedding yesterday too with Carter, I designed the bride's shoes! (which you can find on my instagram!), my cousin's birthday was yesterday too and my other cousin's birthday is today! So anyway, I was quiet busy=)
So I was requested to blog about my tattoo's (which I love) and thot that it was a really great topic to talk about! =)
Some of you may know that I have...a few tattoo's (seven in total!) so I'll list them and give you the meaning because most people don't know why and just judge me on having tattoo's for fun which isn't true! All my tattoo's have a special meaning (to me anyway!)
1. Left wrist - Treble Clef inside a heart - expressing my passion for music.
2. Back of my neck - Butterfly (purple and pink) with three falling red hearts - the butterfly is a sign of freedom, the three falling stars stand for 'I love you' for my family and Carter and now my baby.
3. Right foot - a star design - because everyone in my life are stars. Family members + friends who have past who are also my stars looking down on me from heaven.
4. Thumb - the design something similar to Rihanna's - Both me and my sister have it, it has a hidden chinese symbol which stands for 'Sister'.
5. Ribcage - quote saying 'never follow others footsteps, create your own path' - Learning from very bad mistakes in my past which I followed others because I wanted to be 'popular' or 'cool'. The decision was wrong so now I don't follow others, I follow my heart and create my own way thru life.
6. Hip Bone - quote saying 'walk in someone's shoes before judging them' - I think everyone has done this including me which is why I got this tattoo'd on my body, to remind myself not to judge a person if I don't know them or their story.
and my new tattoo!
7. Index finger - small infinity sign - Carter and I both got one for our love, our love for our child and our love for our families.
So that's all my tattoo's plus their meanings=) I hope this was slightly intresting? I'm not too sure but my next blog will be posted on Sunday, there might be two posts since I was requested to do two other topics! So yeahh.. look out for that! =)
Keep requesting guys! I'm having too much fun keeping you all updated on my life!
Stay beautiful!
-Katieleigh; xoo
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