The Restaurant Managers Wife

Educating Roversi-11

Those who know me or read my blog regularly (not that I’m sure anyone does that!) will know that my husband is a restaurant manager. His dad owns Ciao Bella Restaurant (shameless plug!) in Leeds which he runs with him, five days a week, from 9:30am to close. In short, it basically means that I rarely see him but we both have got used to this and actually don’t mind it as it gives us both our independence. We joke that despite being together for eight years, we have probably only spent about three actually in each others company and, although it can be difficult at times, it does mean that we cherish the time we do get together as a family. 

Screen Shot 2018-02-17 at 21.38.49

As his wife, there are a few things I experience often that, I assume, comes as part of being the other half of a restaurant manager so I thought I’d post a little list:

1) “I’d eat their all the time”

When people find out that our family own a restaurant, this is what the majority of people will say. You’d think so wouldn’t you? Delicious meals cooked for me and the kids, maybe a cold glass of prosecco (or diet coke in my case, I’m not a big drinker) but actually no. One and A, as someone who has sampled every diet going, if I ate at the restaurant all the time I would be the size of a house. My willpower is non-existent and I’d be eating garlic bread, deep fried brie and other delights weekly which is guaranteed to make my waistline expand. Two and B, I’d be eating all the profits as, obviously, my husband doesn’t let me pay when I eat there…not much point when I’d be using his wage to pay! Ha ha! And three and C, well the menu is extensive but I only like a handful of dishes (one being their AMAZING steak – see third point on eating profits) and I’d get bored of eating the same thing all the time.

Alternatively, I get asked if he brings food home and I can only count on one hand the times he has done this. The chef makes a lovely chicken broth soup which he brought home a couple of times and he also brought me a garlic pizza bread home when I was poorly. The best thing he brought home was left over white chocolate mousse which i took into work to share with my friend. That stuff is heavenly!


2) Regulars

One thing Ciao Bella is awesome for is the regular customers that visit week after week and month after month. It’d a good community and those that visit have usually been before. In all honesty, my husband probably sees/speaks to them for than he does me! I am not in the restaurant that much (see point 1) but every time I do go in there is someone who knows who I am and usually things about me because my husband talks about me and the kids. This is very sweet but also awkward as it’s rare I know who they are! The hubs talks for hours at work so the chances of him sharing information at home is slim. It’s a running joke that I usually find things out from overhearing him tell someone else! Luckily, some of the regulars have become friends which is really lovely and they are still very loyal to CB.

3) Unsociable hours

As I mentioned at the start of this post, my husband leaves the house at 9:30/10am every morning Tuesday to Saturday and doesn’t return home before 10:30pm…the average is around 11/11:30pm but occasionally it can be 1am…usually when the aforementioned regulars are in drinking at the bar! Not everyone within this trade works these hours, some do split shifts, but my father in law isn’t a fan of this set up so it’s long days for the hubby. When we were in the earlier days of our relationship, he did try a job with more “normal” hours but he was deeply unhappy and even suffered with a bit of depression because of it. Yes, it means I do bedtime with two children on my own most nights and I don’t get that respite at 6pm when Daddy comes home from work like others do. It means that if it wasn’t for my Life Partner I would go to family occasions etc on my own but my husband is a sociable person, and loves to talk, so hosting/managing the restaurant is perfect for his personality. It makes him happy, so it makes me happy and honestly, we don’t really know anything else now.


4) Tip Etiquette 

I can’t tell you the amount of times that there have been heated discussions of tipping between me and my husband, or my husband and someone we are out for a meal with. Hubs has strong opinions on tipping and I get it, I really do. He’s on the opposite end of those tips most days and, as a family, the tips add to our income and allow us to live the life we do. 10% is the minimum that my other half will tip, EVERY TIME we go out for a meal. My opinion, and it is just my opinion, is that tips have to be earned. They get paid therefore tips are for the extra…going above and beyond. If they literally just do their job then they get paid for that. Eeeek, am I going to get hunted down by lots of waiters and waitresses now? Like I said, it’s just my opinion and because of my husband, I usually don’t get an option on tipping because he will make sure that 10% is down.


5) “Ooooh he must be a good cook then!”

Most people assume that because my husband works in a restaurant, he must be a good cook. Well he’s a manager, not a chef, so he doesn’t do any of the cooking of the dishes available. His main role is to take orders, sort bills, serve food and mainly talk! Saying that, he’s not a bad cook. Usually I cook anything that just involved throwing loads of things in a pan – bolognese, chilli, curry etc. My husband does anything that is more technical or requires timing, he does a mean Sunday dinner! Even if i was an amazing chef, I wouldn’t get much time to enjoy it due to Point 3!

So there you go, an insight into life with a family restaurant business. Like i said earlier, we don’t know any different and I can’t imagine it any other way. Our son loves going to “Daddy’s work”, he eats an adult portion of lasagne then charms the waitresses into giving him ice cream before “helping” Daddy cleaning tables, taking orders and even serving the food. The customers seem to really like it and even tip him occasionally! It adds to the small, family run feel of Ciao Bella when Grandad, Dad and Son are all there together. Little L might not be so keen when he’s pot washing in the kitchen when he’s a teenager! Ha ha!


“Check on Grandad!”


“Working” with Daddy

I have teamed up with my father in law to create a little competition for my readers. To be in with the chance of winning a FREE BOTTLE OF HOUSE WINE at Ciao Bella Restaurant, simply ‘like and share’ this post on the Educating Roversi Facebook Page. The competition will close on my husbands birthday – 9th March 2018 at 8pm. The winner will be drawn at random from one of those online name picker thingy-me-jiggers!

Screen Shot 2018-02-20 at 11.24.56

Screen Shot 2018-02-20 at 11.25.34

Do you have a family business? Are you or your other half in the restaurant trade? Can you identify with this post? I’d love to hear others experiences. Comment below or find me on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter!

And don’t forget the competition, who doesn’t like free wine!



















Posted in All Posts, Family | Leave a comment

Review: Chaos and Cushions

Educating Roversi-7

One thing I find difficult about having a baby is dressing them. Literally, in the sense of getting those wriggly legs and arms in the correct holes but also how many layers and what to dress them in! My son was a summer baby and spent the first few months of his life in not much more than a vest or short sleeved/legged onesie. My daughter is a winter baby and it’s been a pain having to dress her…plus snowsuits – how annoying are they?!

Luckily, in terms of WHAT to dress them in, I was offered an opportunity to work with Catherine from Chaos and Cushions who makes the most gorgeous baby clothes, along with a lot of other products such as oven gloves! Before she was born, I said that Spud would live in onesies however I do feel that she looks like she’s in her pyjamas during the day (not that I should care about that considering my pyjamas are my favourite attire no matter the time of day). I wanted something to dress her in that would be comfortable for her, not get in the way when holding her (hate it when dresses end up around their midriff) but also look cute too. Cue Catherine, who needed a model for her new baby clothes that she cleverly makes. Spud and I were happy to help and I asked her a few questions to get to know her and her brand…


1) Tell me a little about yourself…
I’m Catherine, a 41 (just 😬) year old secondary school teacher. I’ve been teaching Design and Technology Textiles for 17 years. I’ve worked in 2 schools and have loved my time in teaching much as it’s changed over the years.
I have a 22 year old daughter and a 2 and a half year old Grandson. I feel like the youngest Grandma in the world ever, at first I was panicked but now he is my life and world. I thought I loved my own babies but those Grandbabies give you an even deeper obsession. They both live with me and we are bumbling along in the best way we know.
I’m a single Mum and have brought my daughter up with the support of my parents, and now I’m doing the same for her.
The name of my business is Chaos and Cushions. The chaos comes from our busy, crazy lives that are challenging and hard work….but we are doing the busy crazy challenges together.
2) Why did you begin Chaos and Cushions?
Obviously, being a Textiles teacher, sewing is something I’ve always loved. In fact I’ve always sewed from being little. I’ve watched my Mum sew and got the bug from her. I pursued it as a career and I’ve had 17 years of teaching it. During the first decade I lost interest in doing any sewing outside of work but in recent times my passion has been reignited. I have my love back. It’s now taking over my life. Things at work got tough and out came the sewing machine to calm me , to soothe the chaos of life. It worked and I began making a few things here and there for people. Then I progressed to craft fairs, made a Facebook page…..and although it’s still early days I am loving this.

3) What are your long term goals for Chaos and Cushions?
Ultimately I would love it to be my full time job. At the moment I have to teach still, it’s my natural skill. However as a Grandma I need to take time out now for me and my gorgeous boy. Teaching consumes you, I would like a balance, I think my own business that I can run to suit me and him would be perfect.

4) What do you like the most about your work?
I love sewing and creating. I love when someone is overjoyed with something I’ve made. I’m a doodler , always have been, used to get told off at school. My brain just works in a way where I can make stuff. I don’t know my times tables or anything like that, but I can look at something and work out how it’s made. I just enjoy creating.

5) What’s your favourite part of being a Mummy?
Where do I start. I’m baby obsessed. Their little hands on your neck. Their milky snuggly cuddles. Their faces when they sleep (which by the way never change – my 22 year old looks the same now as she did as a baby when she’s sleeping). The way you love them so much it hurts. Watching them grow and change. I could watch my Grandson do mundane things all day with such pride. Today he was drinking out of a cup and I just watched him , look how clever he is drinking out of a cup and how gorgeous he looks drinking out of a cup. I loved being a Mummy and I love being a Grandma it’s all just so overwhelming but joyful at the same time.

Catherine kindly sent Spud some of her products so we could test them out. The package was beautifully wrapped in brown paper with a cute little “Chaos and Cushions” sticker. IMG_0655There is something about brown paper parcels that I love – so traditional and classy!

Inside the paper was tissue wrapped gorgeousness: a snuggly blanket, made in a grey fabric with little sheep on, with matching bib and some cute pink pants, with mice on, and a matching dribble bib. It was all tided with string and a tag saying what the product was and who it was for which was a lovely personal touch.

Grey is my favourite colour so the blanket and bib combo was already a winner with me. I was immediately struck by the thickness of the cotton which made it feel luxurious and the underside is white minky which is cosy and so soft I can’t stop touching it! I immediately put in it the carrycot of our buggy which is a dark green colour so the grey compliments is perfectly. We went to the pub for lunch with my Mum and before I could say anything she commented on the blanket and how lovely it is.

Spud isn’t using bibs yet but will be soon enough. Reflecting on the bibs I used with my son, I didn’t like the plastic backed ones, preferring the softer type, which this is, so I know I will like it. The backing is a towelling material which is perfect for soaking up milk, juice or other baby mess.


Out for lunch with Mummy, cosy in her sheep blanket. 

The ‘Chaos and Cushions’ pants and dribble bib combination are ideal for babies, fitting my criteria of being comfortable, practical and cute. The pants are made from brushed french terry cotton which is soft, thick and full of quality however she also has cotton jersey and organic cotton jersey available so if you would like a certain type of material, all you have to do is ask! My son LIVED in dribble bibs for over a year and I love that they match the pants. I’m all about things co-ordinating and matching. I think S looked uber cute, even if I do say so myself.

We went out for the day for a play centre play date, shopping/lunch in town and picking big brother up from pre-school. Spud received lots of compliments about her outfit and the pants were comfortable for her but also made it easy for me to hold her and change her. Our little girl is a little rotund around the middle, like most little baby’s, so it was nice that the waist band was thick and didn’t dig in at all. Despite wearing them all day, they didn’t lose their shape at all so she showed them off the following day too…which is where they got their ultimate test – the poonami. It’s like my daughter wanted to push them to the extreme by making a huge mess of herself. It had seeped through every side of her nappy and soaked one leg of the pants completely, along with myself who ended up with it smeared down my jumper…nice. They went in the wash as soon as we got home with some Napisan and I’m pleased to say they look like brand new!


Second day


From gorgeous Chaos and Cushions outfit…to boring baby grow because of the poonami. 

In all honesty, I would love loads of these in different colours/patterns and would dress Spud in them all the time if I could – convenient, cute and cosy! The blanket is our new favourite and having the minky side next to her face soothes her and helps her nap which is a huge bonus for me! The finish on all the products is perfect and I can’t wait to see what else Catherine creates!

You can find Catherine and her lovely bespoke products on Facebook and Instagram, or you can email her directly Prices range between £10 and £18 for the pants which, considering the bespoke nature of the product (you pick material, print etc) and the quality of it, I think is a bargain!

You can also see Spud modelling her products on my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. We’d love to hear your comments on everything featured!

*This is a collaborative post however all opinions are my own.*

Educating Roversi-8

Keep Calm and Carry On Linking Sunday
Rhyming with Wine
Posted in All Posts | 7 Comments

Holy Crêpe!

Educating Roversi-9

Happy Pancake Day! 

On the first of February I posted on my Instagram a picture that said:

“Hello February! Month of the Valentine…sod that, month of Pancake Day!”

Seriously, to me Valentines is for card companies to make money but Pancake Day is one of my favourites. Firstly, it involves food which is always a winner but secondly it brings back lovely memories from my childhood.

One person I haven’t spoken about much on my blog is my step dad, Chris. He was part of my life from the age of 5 and my older sister and brother are from his previous relationship before my Mum. Sadly, he battled with alcohol and died a few years ago. Our relationship became difficult towards the end, due to the person alcohol made him, but we had built a close relationship before that and I am forever grateful for the love, support and childhood opportunities I had growing up from him with my Mum. I have many wonderful memories of holidays abroad, visiting the car dealership he own and Christmas’ together.

One memory that pops into my head every Pancake Day is that of Chris teaching me how to make and flip pancakes. He was a pro at it and it was a day we always enjoyed with a variety of deliciously filled pancakes. With that in mind, I like to follow this on with our children. Obviously Spud was none the wiser this year although we have to thank her for sleeping soundly while her brother, Daddy and I enjoyed our pancakes. Chris would be slightly disappointed to know that I can never remember the recipe for pancake mix and I hold my head in shame and say that I actually bought a pre-made “Just add water” mix last year.


Do you roll or fold?

This year I decided to make them on Sunday morning so that my husband could enjoy them too, as he always works Tuesdays. I googled “basic pancake recipe”, picked this one and off we went with the eggs, flour and milk. Little L was very helpful in pouring the milk into the flour and eggs while I frantically whisked away. Pancakes are a lovely way of getting children involved in cooking because it’s all so hands on. I love baking anyway but I find baking with my son slightly stressful as I’m a perfectionist.

Pancakes = no perfection needed! 

We had a lovely selection of fillings on the table from the traditional lemon and sugar to the indulgent chocolate spread, bananas, golden syrup and shredded apple. Once the pancake was pretty much cooked, my son held onto the pan handle with me while we jiggled it to the edge of the pan before flipping it together. His little face was a picture of happiness.


His face was also a picture of mess by the end of the meal – smeared with chocolate spread! Ha ha!


My favourite filling has always been golden syrup. I love that sugary stuff (it’s lovely on toast too!) however I really enjoyed the shredded apple this year. I sprinkled a little sugar on mine however my husband added syrup and said it was yummy. I think our son pretty much had everything between the FIVE pancakes he managed to digest although, typically for a three year old, his favourite was chocolate.


I become a bit of a pancake addict once I start on them so I’m already planning to make them again tomorrow when my Mum, sister and nieces come round. It was such a fun activity to do as a family that we have said we will do a pancake breakfast on a Sunday for special treats now and then too.


The fifth and final pancake of the morning.

Do you like pancakes and a dedicated to them as much as I do? Do you think there should be a chocolate day? Or a Prosecco day?! Ha ha. Whats your favourite filling? I’d love to inspiration for new ones to try! Comment below or find me on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

*Plea: I’m currently trying to increase my social media following so if you like what you read, please visit my pages and hit ‘like’ or ‘follow’. I’d massively appreciate it and I’ll keep you up to date with the goings on in the Roversi house as well as any new posts I write. Ta very much!*


Mudpie Fridays
Keep Calm and Carry On Linking Sunday
Posted in All Posts | 4 Comments

100 Truths – Blogger Tag


I suppose I’ll have to tell you the true story of how I came to complete this Blogger Tag, given that the title is “100 Truths”. Every now and then, I like doing a tagged post. In the past i have done the Christmas Tag, the Daddy Tag and the Rocking Motherhood tag but to name a few so when I came across this one, I saved it in my iPhone notes to do at a later date because I like doing them. I think they are a good way of getting to know a blogger and I enjoy reading others too. The only problem was I hadn’t been tagged it in which defeated the point. Luckily I was Kerry from Blissful Domestication post in the #KCACOLS linky Facebook group and ask if anyone was interested in being tagged. People had replied so I thought I had missed my chance, I commented anyway and the lovely lady offered to tagged me in it too. It’s a sad story isn’t it? Sad as in, you feel sorry for me and how pathetic it is rather than sad – boo hoo.

Anyways, here are my 100 Truths…


1 What’s your name? Rebecca Roversi

 2 Any nicknames or aliases? A few: Becky, Becka, Bex, Freckles (my husband), Mummy, Muuuuuuuuummmmmm, Miss (teacher).

 3 Your gender? Female

 4 Your star sign? Gemini

 5 How old are you? 33, my birthday is in June and I share it with my son…meaning that technically I don’t really get a Birthday.

 6 Your relationship status? Married

 7 Any children? Two – my son is 3.5yo and my daughter was born in December 2017 so still very new!


 8 Any pets? A Cat called Coco – hates everyone apart from my best mate Keri.


 9 Any tattoos or piercings? No piercing but I am fond of a tattoo or two. Mostly random but the odd meaningful one. I’ve got a consultation booked this month to finish my arm off so maybe I’ll do a post on them when it’s done.

 10 What do you like about yourself? Physically, I don’t mind my face. Mentally, I like to think I’m a good friend. I’m very loyal.

 11 What do you dislike about yourself? Anything from the neck down! However my friend text me after I had given birth to my daughter and said

“I know you’re not necessarily the most body confident or happy in your body always, but you’ve def got one of those bodies that copes so well and so naturally with labour!! It’s amazing!!”

Then another friend on the group responded with

“You and your body know how to birth babies!”

Honestly these comments meant the world to me and did make me like my body a little bit more than I did!

 12 Righty or lefty? Righty.


13 The last thing you drank: I’m currently drinking a cup of tea from McDonald’s – something that I have been more obsessed with since my second pregnancy, not it being from McD’s, just tea in general!

14 The last thing you ate: Double Sausage and Egg McMuffin with a hash brown – I actually prefer their breakfasts to their main food.

15 Your last phone call: The life partner last night, I rang to inform her of some information I had acquired and ended up being on to her for two hours. It felt like two minutes and I had a good laughing fit during it so it was successful!

16 Your last text message: My friend RW, discussing holiday club at February Half Term and what day we are putting the boys in.

17 Your last email: Just the usual. I get a few a day from various websites – Amazon, Selfish Mother, Next etc. They try to make me give in to their special offers! I have just been looking at the Selfish Mother sale, dangerous when it’s pay day!

18 The last song you listened to: The Lorraine theme, does that count? I’ve got the telly on this morning.

19 The last book you read: I’m currently in the middle of The Unmumsy Mum’s Diary but I’ve only picked it up once since the new addition arrived.

20 The last time you cried: A couple of weeks ago, given that I’m hormonal with a newborn, I don’t think that’s too bad. Did get a lump in my throat when Ant and Dec got the Bruce Forsyth NTA though – ha ha!

21 The last blog you read: Ive been working my way through the #KCACOLS linky. Some great posts! Obviously Kerry’s 100 Truths too!


22 The last person you spoke to: Who spoke back to me, my husband to say goodbye as he went to work along with “Don’t forget to empty the bin for me!” Who doesn’t speak back – Spud who responded with the odd gurgle.

23 The last place you visited: Pre-School yesterday to pick up our son.

24 Your last holiday abroad: Lisbon with a group of friends we met on honeymoon. Since we met we’ve had marriages and babies added to the group☺️


25 Have you ever gotten back with an ex? No, that would be a very bad decision!

26 Have you ever been cheated on? I don’t know. Probably, but he’ll never admit it! Gut instinct is usually right however I can’t say I’m overly bothered either way now as my life is good.

27 Have you ever cheated on someone? No, I developed feelings for someone while I was in a relationship so I ended it before starting anything with the new guy. I really feel for those that are cheated on, it must be a horrible experience. 

28 Have you ever lost someone special to you? Too many unfortunately. The usual grandparents etc, but also my Dad when I was 17 and my Step Dad when I was in my late 20’s too.

29 Have you ever been so drunk you threw up? Ha ha, surely there aren’t many people that get to the age of 33 who haven’t? Of course I have, most recently was a night out in Leeds when I’d been doing a strict diet of shakes…that plus a bottle of wine is not a good combination! Moments after the photos below were taken, I started being sick and didn’t stop for quite a while!

30 Have you ever fallen out of love with someone? Yes, when I was younger. It’s sad but it happens I guess. 

31 Have you ever met someone who changed you? No I haven’t. Not that I think thats a bad thing. I changed after someone and that led me to my husband. 

32 Have you ever been in a situation where you found out who your real friends are? Overtime I go through anything stressful/emotional/difficult in my life, I am reminded how amazing my friends are. Genuine, loyal and always there when I need them. I’m very lucky that my three best friends Ive had from school.

33 Have you ever kissed someone you probably shouldn’t have? I don’t think so! Nobody comes to mind!

34 Have you ever found out people were talking about you behind your back? No, but that doesn’t mean it hasn’t happened. I’m pretty certain it has but it doesn’t bother me. 

35 Have you ever broken someone’s heart? Unfortunately yes, I think so. I split up with someone a long time ago and I know it’s not what they wanted but they are happily married now so that’s lovely. 

36 Have you ever kissed a stranger? On nights out, yes. Obviously not anymore! 

37 Have you ever had your own heart broken? Yes, karma for number 35 maybe! It changed me for the better and taught me a lot. 

38 Have you ever had sex on the first date? Eeeek, yes, but he’s now my husband!

39 Have you ever been arrested? No! I think I’d cry!

40 Have you ever been attracted to someone that isn’t the gender you usually find attractive? Lol, I always say to my life partner, “I fancy you a bit” if she’s wearing something nice. I’ve never been actually attracted to a female but I have girl crushes – females I admire. 

41 Have you ever done something you regret? Carrying on with my ex after we had split up…it caused me more heartache where as if i’d cut it off when he finished it, I would have got over him quicker. 

42 Have you ever had a threesome? No.

43 Have you ever embarrassed yourself in public? Oh yeah, several times I imagine! 

44 Have you ever misjudged someone? Yes, sadly. People I’ve trusted with my feelings or who I thought would never let me or my family down and they have. Sometimes, I guess, you don’t know people as well as you think you do.


45 Do you believe in God? No, but I can see how people having a belief in him helps them in life. 

46 Do you believe in yourself? In some aspects of my life, yes. In others, no. Cryptic eh? Ha ha!

47 Do you believe in Santa Claus? Of course! He’s the magic of Christmas! 😉

48 Do you believe in ghosts? Hmmmm…I like to believe in something after death, it gives me hope and makes death less scary but actual ghosts, I’m not sure!

49 Do you believe in aliens? No. 

50 Do you believe in miracles? Yes, to me every rainbow baby or IVF baby are little miracles. 

51 Do you believe in the power of positive thinking? Yes, even if things don’t go the way you want. Thinking positively about it will make it have less of an negative impact on your life. 

52 Do you believe in love at first sight? No, because I believe that love isn’t just based on looks. You fall in love with personality too. 

53 Can money make you happy? It makes life easier but it doesn’t make you happy. 

54 Would you describe yourself as a feminist? No, I don’t feel strongly enough about it. 

55 Are you pro-life or pro-choice? Probably a little of both. I think it depends on the situation. 

56 Do you have strong political beliefs? No, politics confuses me! 

57 Do you have strong religious beliefs? No, each to their own. 

58 What do you think the most important thing you can give a child is? Love and security. 

59 Are you eating anything right now? No. 

60 Are you drinking anything right now? Bottle of water. 

61 What are you listening to right now? This Morning on the TV.

62 What are you thinking about right now? How to answer these questions. 

63 What are you waiting for right now? Nothing. Today is a PJ day with nothing to do and no where to go. No one visiting. Me and Spud are chilling all day and it feels lovely. 

64 What are you most excited about right now? Oooh a few things! Celebrating my husbands birthday in Whitby in a cottage that means a lot to me, spending Sunday afternoon with my best friends, their partners and kids, a night out in June for my birthday. 

65 What’s your pet hate right now? In general, I have a couple of “pet peeves”…1) Leggings as trousers: i get leggings are a staple of everyones wardrobe (particularly Mums) but I believe that should be worn with dresses or tops that cover your bum and foof…a little like tights, 2) Black bras under white tops, 3) People who were bras with strapless or halter neck clothes…strapless bras were created for a reason! 

66 What’s your favourite thing right now? My Lion King mug – my husband bought me it for Christmas and it’s nice and big. I am requesting a new Disney mug each birthday and Christmas so I can build a collection. 

67 If you weren’t answering these questions, what would you be doing right now? Scrolling Instagram and watching TV. 


68 Your first best friend: Kelda, who now lives in Australia and we visited in 2016.

69 Your first kiss: A boy at school, it was awkward and not very exciting. 

70 Your first celebrity crush: First? He still is my celebrity crush! Mr Robbie Williams. 


71 Your first holiday: I don’t actually know. I’d have to ask my Mum! Probably Filey or Whitby.

72 Your first pet: When I was young we had a cat called Woodstock. He got into a fight and arrived home with his eye hanging out (vom) so we had to have him put to sleep. My first pet that was actually mine was a Rabbit called Lucy….who got sunstroke and died after a week – I don’t sound like I have much luck with animals but we’ve had lots others that have been great. My husband and I’s first pet was a guinea pig called Harry who lasted his life span (thankfully!) and was very cool.  

73 Your first regret: Probably when I was very young and I regretted something trivial! 

74 Your first job: Sales assistant at WHSmiths in Wakefield which I did for two years and had lots of fun!

75: Your first childhood memory: Sadly, one of my earliest memories is when my mum and dad split up and I was sat in the living room with a creme egg whilst my Mum, Dad, Nana, and possibly someone else were discussing things. 


76 Love or money? Love.

77 Twitter or Facebook? Facebook for personal, Twitter for blog. 

78 Hook up or relationship? Relationship. 

79 Dogs or cats? Dogs. I’ve requested a pug for my 40th birthday. 

80 Coffee or tea? Tea – I don’t like coffee. 

81 Beer or wine? Wine

82 Sweet or savoury? Depends on my mood. 

83 Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert.

84 Vampires or werewolves? Vampires…especially if its in the form of Damon from Vampire Diaries!


Ooooft, fit!

85 Seaside or countryside? Seaside!

86 Summer or winter? Summer. 

87 Books or moviesMovies, but I love books too, I just don’t get to read many! 

88 Horror or comedy? Comedy. 


89 Do you wish you could change your past? No, because it’s led me to where I am now. 

90 What’s your dream job? Ooooh! So many! I would love to be a midwife. I would love to blog full time. I would love to be a zoo keeper. I would love to train dolphins and sea lions. I would love to own my own cafe/kids play centre. 


Totes got the skills to be a dolphin trainer as you can see!

91 What’s your guilty pleasure? Crap TV! I am the queen of it and can get hooked into it far too easily! 

92 What are you afraid of? Snakes and death. 

93 What was the first thing you wanted to be when you grew up? Air Hostess

94 If you could have any super power, what would it be? Invisibility! That would be very handy. 

95 If you could change anything about your life what would it be? It’d be nice if my husbands car didn’t need replacing and we didn’t need to get a new one!

96 Would you want immortality? No, because as much as death scares me, i’d hate to be left alone with all my loved ones dying around me. 

97 If you could interview anyone alive or dead who would you choose? My Dad. 

98 Would you say you are happy? Two gorgeous kids, a loving husband and maternity leave – what’s not to be happy about?

99 What one piece of advice would you give to yourself at age eighteen? Work harder at university!

100 Where would you like to be in five years’ time? My five year plan is to have my blog more consistent, my face painting business up and running and any debt we have paid off. I’d also like to be planning a family holiday to Disney. Florida. 

I’d love to hear your response to any of my answers, so please comment below or on my Facebook, Twitter or Instagram pages. If you are a blogger and fancy a go at this tag, let me know via Twitter (@EducatingR) and I will tag you here 🙂

Educating Roversi-5

Keep Calm and Carry On Linking Sunday
Posted in All Posts | 9 Comments

A Month With Spud

Educating Roversi-4

Four weeks today, Spud (nicknamed due to her potato shaped head) shot into the world (you can read the birth story here) and, as expected, it’s flown by in a whirlwind of feeding, nappies and trying to navigate the world with two children.


The first week was dominated by Christmas and the New Year, punctuated by visits from friends and family. We also managed some lovely time as a four, cuddled up watched films, playing Orchard Games with our son and we even went bowling!

Little L has adapted to having a baby sister better than either of us could have every imagined. I had so many worries whilst pregnant regarding him feeling left out, not wanting to share us etc but actually he totally adores our little Spud. He is unbelievable helpful, whether it be putting nappy bags in the bin, rocking the car seat (she’s not at fan at first) or gently pouring water over her belly in the bath. He constantly wants to kiss and cuddle her which is lovely but I’m struggling with the balance between letting him and her not being overwhelmed or smothered!

Our daughter is mostly chilled but is suffering with a bit of trapped wind meaning that she is constantly trumping, trying to trump/poo and grunting. She has took to breastfeeding like a pro and was at her birth weight when weighed on the fourth day, which was followed by a 12oz gain within the week that followed. I have to say that I was pretty proud of my Mummy milk when I found that out and I love how chunky she is…apart from when I have to clean her smelly neck rolls – vom.


I was most surprised that we have also experienced her first smile in her third week! clever little sausage!


Sleep wise – I am actually sleeping better now when I was pregnant! I will NEVER take sleeping on my tummy for granted ever again! I can get comfy and I’m content, so no crazy thoughts going round in my head caused by my anxieties in the Third Trimester. Yes, I’m woken every 1.5/2/3 hours but Spud goes straight back in her crib and I go straight back to sleep so I’m not feeling that sleep deprived! My husband and I have a deal that he gets a full night’s sleep but has to get up with L in the morning and because he doesn’t go to work till 9:30/10am, I can get an extra hour or so sleep then if I need it.

The best thing about this first month has definitely been watching the bond between our son and daughter. I didn’t expect it to be so soon but L’s love for his little sister is undeniable and S looks at her big brother when he talks so obviously recognises his voice from when he chatted to her when she was “on the inside”.


The hardest thing about the last month? Probably the evenings or days when it’s just me and the kids. Once we fall back into a routine it will be fine and we’re lucky that Little L is a star at bedtime and knows his routine but is also at the age that an extra five minutes won’t matter too much. I’m trying to make sure he knows I’m still available for him, even if feeding so he doesn’t think his sister has took his Mummy, still being able to give him cuddles, read a book etc but it’s definitely a juggling act…that I’m hoping will get easier with time.

One thing is for sure, Little Miss Potato Head has completed our family and, so far, the jump from three to four hasn’t been too harrowing. In fact, the baby is easier than the three year old on some days, although I doubt that will be the case when teething hits!

For daily insights into the Roversi life, please like my Facebook page or follow me on Twitter and Instagram, I even do the odd InstaStory 🙂 You can also leave a comment below, which would be awfully nice of you.



Keep Calm and Carry On Linking Sunday
Mudpie Fridays
Posted in All Posts, Motherhood, Parenting | 16 Comments

A “First” I’d Rather Forget.

Educating Roversi-3

Saturday was my first day riding solo with two children. In addition to this we were having a dishwasher fitted (my life is changed for the better) and the house was a dust ball, covered in kitchen equipment, tools etc so I got us all dressed and we went to the local soft play for a few hours.

There are two things I will remember from this day:

  1. Once again my Mum is a complete legend and came to my house to help me clean up the mess, post dishwasher fitting. Thanks to Little Miss S not wanting to be put down, she ended up pretty much doing it on her own. I’m forever thankful for her help and awesome cleaning skills.
  2. An incident in soft play which, even in the afternoon, is haunting me.

Let me set the scene, I’m not one of those parents that sends their child into soft play then proceeds to ignore them. I like to keep an eye on where he is and what he’s doing. I had just finished feeding his sister when I looked up and saw him playing with those huge balls with another boy, slightly older. Next thing I know, the boy is pushing my son and then puts his hand on his neck! My poor boys innocent little face as he looked very upset and shouted

“No! My mummy says to say No! It’s not nice!”

…is the thing that has been haunting me all day.

I immediately entered the soft play, newborn baby sister in arms, and, as I popped my head up to where they were, the older boy was about to kick my son. I shouted

“Oi, DO NOT kick my son!”

The boy ran off and I told my son to come with me.


My son and I had a chat afterwards. Little L is a stickler for the rules. He is caring and kind. He didn’t understand why someone wouldn’t be that way and I had to explain that some people can be unkind or nasty to others. It made me sad that his world was suddenly a little less perfect because of this one child. I praised him for saying No and attempting to stick up for himself but, if someone didn’t listen in future, he should just walk away from them and go and play on something else.

My son has had his first experience of being bullied and his facial expression as this happened to him is something that I will never forget, as much as id like to. It makes me want to cry just thinking about it. I wasn’t sure whether to speak to the boys parents but, even though I know how I would react if someone told me my son had behaved in such a horrible manner, I didn’t know how they would and I wasn’t willing to possibly get into an altercation with another parent. At 16 days post partum, there was a chance I would just burst into tears on them!

It makes my heart burst with pride that our son is growing up to be such a loving little boy. However this incident today has made me think about the fact that he will be starting school full time in September and it is possible that he may experience more situations such as today. As much as I was to wrap him up and protect him, I can’t always do that so I will just have to keep encouraging him to be kind and friendly to others…and stay away from those children who aren’t brought up like that.

The whole situation did bring up an interesting topic around the dinner table the following day – what do you teach your child about fighting/sticking up for themselves? My mum always said

“Never start a fight but if someone hits you, hit them back.”

Luckily I never got into a position where I needed to use this advice but what if my son does? The thought makes me sick. My husband agrees with fighting back and while I don’t want my kids to not stick up for themselves but I also hate the thought of the alternative. I guess Im hoping that my children will keep their heads down at school and stay away or not side with those they need to, like I did.


I found this image here and really liked it. If we can all bring our children up to show the values around the outside, it would make the world a better place (like good ol’ MJ said)

I’d love to hear your thoughts on this! Have you seen your child be bullied? Did you say anything? Would you have spoken to the parents? Do you have older children at school? What advice do you give them? Comment below or find and follow me on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram.


Mudpie Fridays
Keep Calm and Carry On Linking Sunday
Mudpie Fridays
Posted in All Posts, Motherhood, Parenting | 21 Comments

The Birth of Baby Girl


My first birth story was a funny tale, punctuated with comedy moments from my Mum and ending with a beautiful baby boy.

This one isn’t as funny, but it was a positive experience and ended with a beautiful baby girl.

As you will know if you’ve read my first birth story, our little man arrived 11 days early so I made the mistake of thinking (hoping) that my daughter might make an early appearance. Add in that I have been off work since the beginning of October and I was massively uncomfortable, it was no surprise that by the time my due date came on the 19th December, I was grumpy, achy, tired and generally fed up. Christmas was looming and the thought of being in hospital on Christmas Day or even Christmas Eve was making me very emotional, so, at my 38 week Midwife appointment, I had booked in for a sweep on my due date.

I’d never had a sweep before and was a little nervous about it but I also wanted my baby so I was going to deal with it! I asked my ‘Life partner’ Keri to be in attendance to hold my hand. Honestly, it was a weird moment, laying on my bed with my bestie whilst the midwife did a sweep but it wasn’t as painful as I had thought it might be, in fact it wasn’t painful at all…just a little uncomfortable.

I had my hopes pinned on the sweep getting things started because I needed her to be here before Xmas and my midwife knew this. However, I also knew she would be bluntly honest with me and there and then she said

“I do a mean sweep but I don’t think that will do anything. Your cervix is soft but long and she’s still high up. I’d prepare to enjoy your last Christmas with just your son and possibly prepare for an induction on New Years Eve.”

Oh…great. Obviously I was disappointed. I was so uncomfortable but I text a few friends and they told me to suck it up and focus on after Christmas…it was only a week or so after all!

And that’s what I did, so much so that when I was casually watching The League of Gentlemen in bed on the Wednesday night, the day after my sweep, I didn’t think much about the pains I was having and when my husband returned home just before midnight I said “I feel like I’m having contractions but I can’t be!”. His response was something along the line of “You should know!” but I continued to ignore them and fell asleep.

Fast forward an hour or so and I woke at 2am in a lot of pain. I stood in our en suite blowing through the pains…

“Becky you’re in labour!” my husband said.

“I can’t be! The midwife said she was too high up!”

Denial at its best, ladies and gents!

I was eventually persuaded to ring the Birthing Centre and a nice Midwife called Jayne confirmed that I should probably ring my Mum (who was going to stay with our son) and my sister (my other birthing partner). I accepted that I was in labour & got my TENS machine positioned on my lower back to ease the pain before creeping into my sons room to give him a kiss.

I had the strangely emotional moment where I looked at him & took in just having him for a minute. I had been feeling all kinds of guilty for bringing another child into the family and making him share his Mummy and Daddy so I needed a moment to just be us. A moment was all I got as the contractions took hold.

By the time my Mum arrived I was ready to leave…looking like a chav apparently (according to mother) however at 3:30am I wasn’t too bothered that I was in my PJs, winter boots and an oversize knitted cardigan. I was comfortable and warm which was needed given I was in labour and it was December! Given that we only live a five minute drive from the hospital, you will understand how frequent my contractions were getting if I say I had one on the drive, one in the car, one in the hospital car park and one in the reception. We’d been told to leave our stuff in the car and just bring my notes and I thought “There is no way they can send me home like this!”

Luckily, when I walked into Pinderfields Birthing Centre, the birthing pool was already running and as we were shown into Room 2 both myself, my husband and my sister (who had met us in the car park looked suitably stylish and well put together for 4am) were very impressed by how posh it was, if not a little warm!

Standard pi**ing in a pot and examination done and we were staying – this Baby was going to be here for Christmas! Despite wanting a water birth, I suddenly was fearful that it wouldn’t be as affective as my little TENS machine but as soon as I slipped (that sounds far more graceful that it was, maybe flopped is a better word) into the water, it was like magic. The dull period ache in between contractions immediately lifted and I was able to float about, relaxing my body…with the help of a couple of painkillers too!

I managed in the water for another hour or so without any other pain relief before I started on the Gas and Air which, like last time, became a good way of controlling my breathing and keeping focused. This time I squeezed my husbands thumb, whilst sucking on the gas and focusing on the lock of the toilet door…and singing “Anywhere” by Rita Ora in my head, which had been on in the car. My sister was at hand with juice and some cheese savouries which she kept chucking in my mouth as and when I needed.

The strangest thing that happened was that my waters broke in tact! I honestly thought I had pooped at first then I felt this “wafting” (sorry) around my nether regions.

“It looks like a jellyfish!” said my husband (luckily I was told it was waters and I didn’t think he was referring to our child!)

“Ooooh that’s weird!” said my sister.

“Get it off!” I said, “It’s like seaweed on my foof!” Such a way with words that I have…

Not long after this my body began to push and I got the fear, I’d had more pain relief with our son, how was I going to do this without?! I didn’t have any choice in the matter, my body was going for it so I just focused on that toilet door lock and 2.5 hours after we had parked and with a lot of grunting and other weird noises to get me through, our daughter was born at 6:29am on the 21st December.


I immediately looked to check she was still a girl (I’d never fully believed it throughout my pregnancy) and we lay in the water until the cord stopped pulsing before my husband cut it. A few moments later, baby girl was handed to my other half while I exited the birthing pool to be jabbed in the leg and deliver the placenta.


As I lay on the bed, wrapped up in towels, my daughter was laid beside me also wrapped up in towels and we got our first proper cuddle together before she was weighed and measured. “4.2” the midwife said before giving my husband the conversion chart to see what it was in pounds and ounces. “NINE POUND FOUR!” He exclaimed. I couldn’t believe it, almost 2lbs heavier than her brother but she looked so small!

So there you have it, a considerably quicker birth than her brother, a bigger baby with less pain relief and honest, I would highly recommend the birthing pool. I had a second degree tear with our son and needed stitches but despite our little girl being not so little I only had a first degree tear (aka a scratch) and didn’t need any stitches. I put that down to the water that helped the birth.

There will be no more birth stories from me as my husband and I are in agreement that we are having no more babies. My pregnancy with our daughter was not as enjoyable as our son and with one of each, we feel our family is complete so I’m just going to enjoy her being a baby. I rushed things with our son, wishing away each milestone. I won’t do this with our daughter because it will all be the last time and you know how rubbish it is when you eat the last biscuit/sweet without realising its the last.



First night as a family of 4 (Mummy & Daddy looking knackered after 48 hours of little sleep)

Have you had a water birth? How did you find it? Have you used the Pinderfields Birthing Centre? Did your waters pop in tact like mine?! I love a birth story so send me your links or tell me about yours! Comment below or find me on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

Educating Roversi
Linking up with:


Posted in All Posts, Pregnancy | 27 Comments