Freshlook Colourblend Lenses: Contactlenses.co.uk | A Review

A Review:

Freshlook Colourblend Contact Lenses by Contactlenses.co.uk

We live in a generation where you have the tools at your finger tips to try a different look daily, hairstyles, tan,make-up, clothes etc. Not to mention cosmetic surgery, we can basically change anything about ourselves to try a “different look” but what about our eye colour?

When I was kid I remember envying people with big brown eyes and wondering what I’d look like with different coloured eyes, but what can you do? You’re stuck with the eye colour you have, not that I mind my eyes, I LOVE having blue eyes but it would be nice to mix it up a bit, well now you can!

In the past few years, I’ve noticed more people wearing contact lenses that change the colour of their eyes, some actually require contact lenses for their vision, but others just want to change their eye colour, I fall into the category that don’t actually require contact lenses but want to try out a different look.

Contactlenses.co.uk stock of 4 million contact lenses, so it’s fair to say they have a wide range of options available.

I was lucky enough to be sent Freshlook Colourblend Contact Lenses in the Colour VIOLET

This was my first time EVER wearing contact lenses before so I was pretty nervous, I even watched a few tutorial videos on YouTube! I struggled at first, but it didn’t take long to pick up the niche of putting them in, if you are a first timer like me, here are some tips to putting them in (to the everyday user these might be obvious but for newbies this could be useful):

• Take of the make-up! Yes they’ll look fab with your eye make up on but trying to put them on for the first time, with a truck load of mascara on will only end in tears….and Panda eyes.

• Get a mirror! You need to be able to see what you are doing, if you have a mirror with a magnified side that would be even better!

• Take it slow! Trying to put a lens in is surprisingly frustrating, at some points I wasn’t sure if my eye was watering from me prodding it so much or I was just crying from pure frustration.

Other than my five minutes of frustration with being new to contact lenses, I had absolutely no issues.

Contactlenses.co.uk sent them to me promptly and they came packaged safely in a very vibrant and well designed box. Plus I received a lens case and a bottle of sensitive eyes solution.

The lenses themselves were surprising, if I’m honest when I first looked at them, I wasn’t sure they would look much different in my eyes to my natural eye colour, because they look so lightweight and light in colour.

I was pleasantly surprised by how great and different they look to my own eye colour! The Violet is very unusual so it was quite noticeable to other people, but they also sell natural colours if you just wanted to try a different eye colour that’s more natural looking or a unique colour, contactlenses.co.uk have a whole range of options.

I have tried the lenses everyday for a fortnight and I can say you wouldn’t know you have them in and they are easy to use, so why not give them a go?

Overall I had a positive experience receiving goods from contactlenses.co.uk, I would highly recommend them for…anyone!

I have no vision problems and used them for the cosmetic purpose of changing my eye colour, but if you have vision problems and wanted lenses of any descriptions then contactlenses.co.uk is for you too!

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Bidvine -Hire the right pro for the job: A review

 

Is it just me or is searching the internet for the service you need pretty tedious?

Plus how are you supposed to know who are genuinely trustworthy? Look no further…

Say HELLO to Bidvine!

Bidvine is a London-based local services tech startup, connecting customers with the right service provider, so like Tinder but for local services!

A handy website that not only finds the service you need but only uses the trustworthy ones!

The greatness of this site doesn’t stop there! How? I hear you ask…

Well they take your postcode and then take some more information about what it is you’re looking for.

I needed a baby photographer, so I asked for one on Bidvine, it was a quick and easy as that! Here’s the questions I was asked:

 

Then you enter your phone number and the bids come rolling in…

I chose to just receive texts but you can get phone calls within 15 minutes I already had 5 offers!

I really can’t believe how simple and easy it is!

So the tool itself was great for finding services, once you’ve submitted your request and the bids come rolling in you get a link with each individual texts which takes you directly to the Bidvine site with a message from the company who have quoted your request. It includes the name of their company, reviews from others who have used their service and a direct message to you!

All this just from a 30 second request I put in?! Where has Bidvine been all my life!?

No longer do you need to spend hours scouring search engines, put a few minutes into Bidvine and let them do the hard work for you!

Personally I feel this is a tool everyone needs! Think about it…you want the service, they want your business, so it should be easy for you (the customer) to find what you want, for the price you want and to know it’s a trustworthy service.

It is currently based in London but covers the whole country!

For the purpose of this blog post I searched for a photographer, but there are no restrictions to the services provided by Bidvine as long as they are rated they have it!

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Two toddlers and baby…with Bronchiolitis

Adjusting to life with three kids has had it’s difficulties but considering I has a Cesaraen and struggled through a painful first few weeks of Breastfeeding, adding a third child into the mix with a 1 year old and 2 year old hasn’t been as earth shattering as I had made it in my mind.

It seems I was given a peaceful couple of months, Nicole was sleeping through and the boys have always been great sleepers, that was until they all came down with Bronchiolitis.

If you’ve never seen a 10 week old baby with Bronchiolitis, it’s heartbreaking. It is equally as devastating to see my boys poorly too, but they can at least clear their own airways or let me know when they are feeling sore or poorly. Poor little Nicole is just suffering and has no idea why, she has lost her voice and can’t lay flat with out looking like she is drowning on fresh air.

I kept them in the house for three days thinking it was a virus, but they just seemed to get worse. So by the Monday it had been five days, I got the first appointment I could at the doctors, ventured on the thirty minute walk in the freezing cold only to be told it need to run it’s course…which could be up to three weeks! Apparently the only other option is hospital admission, don’t get me wrong I’d rather them not need medication, but it was heartbreaking knowing I couldn’t give them more than Calpol to make them feel better.

So now we’re tucked up watching Christmas films and letting it “run it’s course”, whilst Jack cries anytime Nicole coughs and Mikey cries anytime Jack cries, there’s a domino effect happening approximately every 2 hours of tears, then snot, then coughing and finished by vomiting, it’s not a fun cycle.

Everyone told me having three kids under three would be difficult, it isn’t I love it…what’s difficult is seeing them all poorly, I can’t wait to get my happy healthy babies back to themselves once this has run it’s course.

7 things you should never say to someone who has suffered a Miscarriage

7 things you should never say to someone who has suffered a miscarriage

1) It’s mother nature’s way of saying it wasn’t your time.

**Spoiler Alert** Mother nature is about as real as Santa Claus. People like to say mother nature delivers you a little present every month as a nice way to say you’re going to have a period, you’re going to bleed and it’s going to hurt. A Miscarriage is NOT a period. My body makes me have a period every month all by itself, my body can’t make a baby all by itself. If I lose a tooth you aren’t going to put a pound under my pillow and tell me the tooth fairy has been, so don’t tell me mother nature decided it wasn’t my time. We made a baby and it died, it was our time…but it was taken from us.

2) At least you weren’t too far along.

I knew I was pregnant, I was ready to be mum or maybe I wasn’t but who cares? I was going to be a mum. I felt the pain of my baby dying, I might not have felt my baby move, I may not have even got the chance to see them on a scan, but my baby was there, growing inside of me and then…my baby was taken from me. Excruciatingly, devastatingly taken from me. To me the number of weeks pregnant I was doesn’t change the fact I lost my baby and it certainly isn’t for you to judge the ratio on how far I was to how much pain I should feel. You can’t feel my pain, so don’t try to measure it.

3)Well, you can always try again.

But we wanted this baby, we’d prepared for this baby. This wasn’t a pizza we’d burnt that we could just go to the shop and get another one, this was a life growing inside of me. It’s amazing how many people actually have the balls to say this comment and not realise they are offending you. When I lost my Dad, people didn’t tell me it’s OK you can get another one, but yet when I lost my baby they felt that was replaceable. Even if you do go on to have other children, they are exactly that….other children, not replacements.

4) You would really get along with my friend, she had a Miscarriage so you have loads in common!

Really? I would get along with someone because we both have the same loss? We might share the same pain, but what else do we have in common? Losing a baby doesn’t just happen to one “type” of person, we might get along, but Miscarriage happens in 1 in 6 pregnancies, so according to your theory those people would all get along. It’s devastatingly true but Miscarriages aren’t fussy about who they happen to, no-one is safe.

5) What did you do wrong?

You and me have both wondered this then…I’d love to know what I did wrong, at least then I could blame myself, but I can’t. I did everything how you’re supposed to, I was healthy, happy and excited to meet my baby, but if I hadn’t already felt like this could be my fault you have just now put that doubt in my mind. Not only have I lost my baby, but now you’re telling me it must be my fault, it’s not. It’s hard enough to accept that people are just trying to help when they are dishing out “possibilities” of why this might have happened, deep down I know they are just trying to help in their own way, but this explanation offers nothing but blame, blame onto a woman who has just lost her baby.

6) At least you can have a drink now.

Don’t get me wrong, getting blind drunk, might take away my problems for a split second, but it will just bring with it a whole host of other problems. Being able to go out and party properly is not on my priority list, I would give up ever partying again just to have my baby. You are trying to justify me losing my baby with a night out, you may just be trying to help, but think about what you are saying.

7) At least you have other kids

For the parents who have already got children, they face one of the biggest stigmas. People think it’s OK for them to lose a baby, because they’ve already got one, or two or three. NO! They’ve lost a baby, if anything it’s heartbreaking for them in a different way, they have evidence in front of them of what they have lost, they look at their children and how they were once a black and white image on a Sonographer’s screen and now they sit cuddling that child, that’s what they’ve just lost, they were ready for a little person for their sibling to love, a whole other personality to join their family, instead that won’t happen, they were ready to change their whole lives around and add another person to their family and now that person is gone. Their pain isn’t any less, their pain might be different..but so is everyone’s.

It’s OK to be “that” mum

I’ve been that mum, the one that the other mums snigger about because she doesn’t like to leave her baby, or that people sneer at because she doesn’t like other people holding him, or that others judge because she worries about literally everything.

They say she needs to have a break from her baby so she will have time to miss him, or she can’t be selfish and has to share her baby or even that in their day there wasn’t any of these precautions and they turned out OK.

I genuinely don’t think people realise they effect their words have on us. As if we don’t question ourselves enough already now we have people telling us, we’re too clingy, selfish or even becoming doctor’s overnight and diagnosing us with Post Natal Depression.

I’ve been like this with my children, when I have had Post Natal Depression and also when I haven’t, let me tell you something…even if she does have PND, taking her away from her baby will definitely NOT make it better, if it isn’t what she wants it WILL make it worse.

All of my babies have been born towards the later end of the year, so when you get visitors there tends to be a lot of winter virus going around. I don’t think people realise when they paint you as the psychotic OCD mum, that the reason you don’t want an ill person holding your new baby is because it might just seem like a cough to them, but to a baby it can be life threatening, it could mean ending up on a Children’s ward around older children with Bronchitis and sickness bugs.

Maybe the reason they don’t want you to hold their baby is because they just don’t want to let go of them, I never wanted to let go of Jack. I loved cuddling him, I knew it would be short lived, that in a few months he’d be starting to move and eventually he wouldn’t sit still for my cuddles. Surely it was me who needed the most cuddles, as his mother? We had the strongest bond after all. I carried him inside me.

That’s another point, we carried them inside us for three quarters of a year, why would we suddenly want to be separated from them? They are happiest with us, listening to our heart beat, the smell of their mummy and the sound of her voice.

For those who say in their day there wasn’t any of this to worry about, I’m sorry but you’re ignorant. Move with the times, there’s so much more to worry about now, because we have access to so much more information. Safe sleeping, anchoring furniture, stair gates, blind cords the list goes on and on, I’m of the opinion, if I can take the precaution, then why not do it? In your day it might have not been the thing to do to have bonding time without visitors, but I’m sure in your day a lot of women felt unable to speak out about how they feel, well this is my day and I want alone time with my baby and lots of it.

If there is one thing that really grates my cheese, it’s a group of people passing a baby around. Each to their own and if you’re happy for people to play pass the parcel with a tiny human, fair enough. But for me, it’s torture, watching your baby be lifted from person to person, knowing they aren’t settling anyway because they aren’t with you, but then to be disturbed every ten minutes, after just getting warm in someone’s arms, getting passed to another place…again! Yet people look at your like you’re insane or selfish for not sharing your baby.

I think most people make judgement because they literally don’t get it, they aren’t bad people, they genuinely think they are within their rights to have a sense of entitlement to your baby, but they don’t, this is YOUR baby and YOUR life. They will never have the bond you have with your baby and that is the most important bond, so don’t worry about how it’s affecting them, if that makes me selfish, then I’ll take that.

I’ve had people snigger and make comments about how I won’t pass my baby or like other people holding them, to me I don’t see why that’s something to laugh about. If someone takes your baby out of your arms without asking, for me it’s torture, that baby is a piece of me.

The best you can do is stand up for yourself and explain it to people, I have a lot of people in my life who get it and now don’t make any assumptions or take any liberties. But I also still have a lot who will never get it because they just aren’t willing to listen, they just label you as that mum.

Well I’m definitely that kind of mum…and proud of it.