Full Disclosure.

I am Faye.

I am mum to Aifric. I am wife to Simon. I am a daughter. I am a sister. I am a friend. I am a Showbiz Correspondent. I am a daughter-in-law. I am a sister-in-law.

I love doing exercise and feeling athletic (although those days are long loooong behind me). I like croissants. I like reading. I like music. I can’t allow biscuits in the house as I have been known to eat an entire packet of Oreos in less time than it takes a kettle to boil – totally RUINING the ‘let’s have a cuppa and biscuit’ experience. I am not sure I have every truly experienced that. I really did not enjoy being pregnant. I really did not enjoy labour. But I love being a mum. I very much enjoy gin, prosecco, brunch and Taylor Swift – all of which I have been reliably informed are the four key components of being ‘basic’ – but they make me happy so I welcome and embrace ‘basic-ness’ with open arms. I do not like mushrooms. That may seem a little odd to include here but in the interest of full disclosure, I feel it’s important to be honest with you, as mushroom-chat is not welcome here and therefore you must go elsewhere for any fungi-based opinions. I had to wear a mushroom hat on my Hen Do and I am still getting over the trauma of it.

I decided to set up ‘Not-So-Showbiz Mum’ because I went from a world of red carpets, award shows and entertainment interviews to a world of toxic-mustard poos, chats about vaginas and bottoms, nipple shields and Napisan. Which was a pretty sharp gear-change. My Google searches have gone from ‘why do people think Taylor Swift is a victim?’ to ‘what does green baby poo mean’?

To be honest, I am pretty surprised that Apple / the ‘general internet people’ (??) haven’t launched an investigation into the whereabouts of my supposedly stolen phone.

I really enjoy blogs and Instagram accounts by other mums such as The Unmumsy Mum, Mother of Daughters, Dress Like A Mum and Mother Pukka. Despite the fact that you are never, ever alone when you become a Mum (EVER… I have had a fair few wees with a baby sitting on my knee), being a Mum can, ironically, feel quite lonely. I have had lots of thoughts and ideas and feelings over the last 11 weeks of being a Mum and so I have decided to put them all down in one place. You may not agree with them or you may totally get what I am saying but nevertheless, here we are.

So that’s me in a nutshell… but first and foremost, I am Faye.