Freelance work and the perfect storm

This is a collaborative post.  Working from home isn’t for everyone. It’s one of those things that people think they want to do, but the reality of living the dream can be quite different. So, how do you end up as someone who sits in bed on a Sunday morning working on a laptop? There are a few factors, some positive and others not so great. You might call it the perfect storm. Work ethic Not so long ago, I was chatting to a client about remote working. He works in an environment where everyone is predominantly office based. People…

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Influencer marketing when moral lines are blurred

This is a blog post that has been rolling around my mind for some time now, but I’ve never felt comfortable writing it. Not because it’s controversial, but because I keep going over the moral issues and I can’t decide where I stand on them. Influencer marketing – an empowering career Influencer marketing whether as a blogger, YouTuber or Instagrammer is a new and exciting career choice. It empowers people to work when they are unable to leave the house. It gives parents another choice in addition to the usual career v children dilemma. And it brings with it some…

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Mum guilt – 15 tips to get you on the road to recovery

Mum guilt. It’s a thing. Well actually, it’s not just mums is it? There’s dad guilt, parent guilt and probably grandparent guilt to look forward to as well. And if you’re anything like me, it’s all-consuming. Breathing down your neck at every turn. You’re working? You should be with the children. You’re with the children? You should be cooking dinner. You’re doing something for yourself without the kids? You are a terrible mother and someone will probably call social services. So, I’ve asked the experts for some tips on coping with mum guilt. And what makes them experts? They’ve been…

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Behind the window

I glanced out of the window and saw them sauntering by. The familiar faces chatting and laughing. The same people as usual trailing behind the group. I couldn’t hear their words, their voices lost in the impenetrable wall of sound that is a baby’s cry. Only one of their party was missing. Left out not through malice, but by choice. Because now, she sits behind the window. Watching life go on around her, as if nothing had ever changed. The changes you don’t expect I suppose I never thought of it before having children. I knew things would change, of course I did.…

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It pays to be friendly in business

Before going self-employed I held numerous roles, all of which put me in contact with questionable characters. And I don’t mean clients, I mean my colleagues. Since then I’ve worked hard to put myself into a position where I take on the work I want to do and turn down the rest. I charge set fees but better still, I choose who I work with. My criteria for working with someone 1. Respect If someone emails me asking me to do something for them and they’re going to give me the sum total of nothing in return, they don’t respect me. That…

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What to expect from your first blogging conference

This is a collaborative post. On Saturday, I headed up to Manchester with a few other bloggers to attend the Blog On conference. I had previously attended World Travel Market (WTM), which a lot of travel bloggers attend. However WTM isn’t specifically aimed at bloggers so Blog On was my first proper conference. About blog on Blog on is huge gathering of bloggers from various different genres. Many of the people who attended were family bloggers but it wasn’t aimed exclusively at that blog topic. The conference consists of four 45 minute slots during which a series of relevant talks take…

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The sound of silence

Knock, knock, knock. Muuuummm, mmmmuuuumm, Can I come into your room? Can I have the iPad? Will you read me a story? Where’s my onesie? Is it breakfast time yet? I close the laptop with a sigh. It’s 6.03 am and I thought (stupidly) that at this time I would get some peace and quiet. I’ve got so much to do. My husband is away, work is piling up and don’t even talk to me about washing. The door opens and they all pile in. Two excited children and two unruly dogs. The kids are jumping on the bed, laughing,…

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