It’s been about a year since I was inspired to set up Bad Mums’ Club after watching the movie Bad Moms and having an epiphany followed by a full bottle of wine! 12 months on, the Club has come to life, our last event sold out (and had a waiting list of Mums eager to attend) and now, lo and behold we are up for an award. It feels like I am Mum of three as this group has been my baby and I’m proud of what it has become. I’m not going to say it’s been easy, like any new addition it had its’ teething problems.
Firstly, trying to convince people who saw the name Bad Mums’ Club and thought I was leading women into a life of debauchery and not setting the right example. I even had one man send a Facebook post to our page saying I needed to ‘repent’…I didn’t, I just hit the block button!
We’ve since passed the ‘toddler’ stage where we were finding our feet and our voices and now we are enjoying our ‘primary school’ days, making new friends, developing, and growing all the time.
I’d love to take the credit for it all but it’s definitely our ‘Bad Mums’ who need that. Watching local Mums come together at Alkrington Community Centre for a well-deserved night off is a joy to see. Our Bad Mums’ Club is a place where it’s ok to off load your Mum guilt, take off your Wonder Woman knickers, drink prosecco, learn something new, meet local businesses, have fun and feel ‘normal’ again…even if it’s just for 2 hours!
Getting to the finals of the Aviva Community Fund Award has been amazing and to think our Alkrington Club has got some recognition is bloody brilliant. We need as many votes as possible to be in with a chance of winning and, if we do, the funding will help to buy our own PA system and invest on putting on workshops and demos that Mums want to try. We can only get to the next level with your support so please go to the link below and register your vote if you have a few minutes to spare (you can give us up to 10 votes…just saying).
Right, plea over – I sound as desperate as I am when I’m trying to persuade my 3 year old to take his wellibobs off at bedtime!
In other news, when do you have to stop claiming baby brain?
I’m clinging on to it this week after committing the cardinal sin of putting unleaded petrol in my diesel car (*hangs head in shame*). I chastised myself inwardly, lost a good chunk of money trying to rectify the situation and admit I was on the verge of tears. As ever though, I could rely on my kids to cheer me up. Looking into my little girl’s eyes I thought there’s more to life than money, it’s family that matters…that was until she piped up, ‘You won’t do that again will you Mummy. You’ve learnt your lesson!’
When did the mother-daughter role reversal happen? And whilst my 7 year old might be as wise as Yoda I’m thinking that Santa will probably start crossing things off that Christmas list she has wrote ; )
Till next time,
The Big Bad Mumma xx
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