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The Little Lilypad is a lifestyle blog mostly written by a mum to two beautiful, cheeky and entertaining daughters. It is sometimes written by the Man on the Pad or by one of our baby bloggers. Occasionally we accept guest posts too. There is frequently talk of sustainable living, saving money, lifestyle and travel. It is hopefully helpful, sometimes funny and always honest.

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  1. Today's Love Is .... post is from Kate who blogs at www.myfamilyfever.co.uk

    What is love? I have been asked this before, and there isn’t really answer. It’s not a feeling or a ‘thing’ – it’s just…love. I shall attempt to explain, but it might not ring true with you – remember that love is different for us all. There are no rights or wrongs.

    Love is sticking to your guns when people tell you things are happening too soon, too fast. If you know it’s right, trust yourself.

    Love isn’t about accepting someone for who they are, it’s about wanting them to be that way, not wanting to change anything – even the things that irritate you – without them that person wouldn’t be the person you love.

    Love is having someone who holds your hand through 3 traumatic births, and tells you over and over that you’re doing great, you’re going to be the best mummy – and then wiping away the tears over and over again.

    Love is collapsing onto the sofa together at night when the children are in bed.

    Love is not a fairytale. There are good times, there are great times, and there are times where it all falls apart. Love is knowing that even on the darkest days, you will get through, together.

    Love is never criticising. The other person is always trying their best, and for that you should thank them (and then do it your way when they are not looking).

    Love is looking at another person and just knowing there is no-one out there you would rather be with.

    Love is making a home together.

    Love is starting afresh.

    Love is whatever you want it to be. It could be marriage, it could be children, it could be a house, a new life, a second chance. There is no rulebook – what works for you won’t work for someone else. That’s OK.

    Love is sticking by each other, even when other people say you are wrong.

    Love is a lifestyle. Love changes every day. Love is different for every single person. Ultimately, love is about you, and your partner, and what is right for you. Enjoy it, ignore the doubters and go with the flow.

    Love is everything.

  2. Today's Love Is .... post is from Bex who blogs at The Mummy Adventure

    The things that other people don't see or don't notice, but they mean the world to one person. 

    The opened mouth kisses from an 11 month old baby, dribble dripping down onto the clean clothes you just put on for work.

    Love is magic kisses than can fix any scuffed knee, scratched elbow or knocked head.

    Love is getting up with the baby quietly when he wakes at an ungodly hour so that your spouse can have a few extra hours of (much needed) sleep.

    Everyday I see love in so many forms, In a look between brothers, in an action from parent to child, and in a favourite meal cooked for a tired partner.  

    dylan smile brothers

    Every day without fail I tell three people that I love them because love is not silent, it is noisy and musical.  Sometimes it sounds classical, sometimes it sounds like the theme tune to In the night garden, even though the Big Bang Theory is on the other channel, sometimes it sounds like two heartbeats in a quiet room.

    Love does not see a face with no make up, a nose covered in dried snot or those extra pounds that the Christmas chocolate has left, but instead seems a heart and a soul.  Love can be soppy or it can be tough, but Love knows no bounds, no limits.

    Love is giving up your last mouthful of chocolate cake

  3. Love Is ..... so many different things to so many different people and today's post is a very personal one.

    I "may" have mentioned that there was an engagement in the autumn of last year. An engagement that according to everyone else was not unexpected as we have been together for years and have always talked about getting married. But THAT proposal was a moment, one of those defining moments that changes everything.

    He planned it over and over but in the end, knowing I am such a control freak, he unplanned it and let me plan a "regular" date night out, so I had no inclination of what was to come. Apparently the restaurant did as champagne arrived swiftly after he proposed!

    That moment mattered.

    The fact that he wanted to surprise me.

    That he undertook the difficult task of selecting a ring, without me being there.

    The fact that he asked my Dad beforehand.

    This all matters.

    But more than that, this single moment had a butterfly effect.

    His niece has never been a bridesmaid before, our wedding has filled her with so much excitement. 

    He asked his brother to be Best Man and I have never seen them so close.

    Our wedding plans have shown the true strength of some amazing friendships.

    My godson is thrilled at the thought of being an usher ...... and going out for the day to try on suits.

    Oh .... and I get to see my other half in a kilt! (that will be a moment to behold)

     

    I have to admit that as I get older, life and love isn't about the big gestures but the collection of the little things. This single moment (and let's be honest it was a pretty big moment) but it set in motion a series of little things, other moments that mattered to me and to those closest.

    That is what Love did.

     Proposal

    This is my entry in to the Lloyds bank Moments that Mattered over at Emmaand3

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  4. Today's post is from the lovely Chantelle who blogs at www.mamamummymum.co.uk 

     

    Love is this invisible feeling.

    A feeling that somehow manages to bind us to others. 

    I always thought I knew what love really felt like.

    From my first crush.

    To my first boyfriend.

    Especially when I met my now husband.

    I was wrong every time.

    I never knew what it truly felt like.

    Just how strong this invisible feeling could be.

    Not until I had children.

    One moment.

    One Look.

    That's all it took.

    Looking into each of my children's eyes for the first time.

    I felt it. 

    I mean really felt it.

    Unconditional love.