So today I bumped into an old boyfriend in the post office, as you do (this never happens).

It was really sweet seeing him again, especially as the last time we met up was about 17 whole years ago-and now we’re 35 and 36 respectively.


We laughed at how mad that concept actually was-that the last time we hung out we were carefree teens, and now I have 2 kids, he is due a baby in January.

It got me thinking, am I really an adult already?

I mean I get it, I’m just 35, I’m pretty responsible on paper, I have a steady job (my dream job as a blogger in fact), I have a small team, and it’s (thankfully) the most fun job in the world and a thriving business-and I take care of my kids, pay the bills with my husband, maintain a happy home-yet truly, I’m not that different to the 17 year old I once was.

I was just pretending to have the dream job in those days at Sixth Form before heading off to uni, hustling to get on guest lists at clubs I’m now invited to but can hardly make, auditioning to present for MTV (OK that was 19) but now I get to present sometimes on actual national TV…Modelling in my college sixth form when now I’m paid to model brands.

Just shows what hard work and self-belief can bring I suppose-

Oh and admittedly, the brow game has been seriously upped, the Rimmel brown thick lipliner that was actually an eyeliner (remember those girls?!) and concealer on my lips- was (thankfully) trashed long ago and in its place a slick liquid liner flick and ruby lips-

But other than that- I’m not sure how much I’ve grown up.

I still dream BIG-like crazily big, the world’s my oyster, no limits big, you know how kids do, without too much fear and great hope-the line ‘to hope first before fear’ in Gary Barlow’s The Girls recently rung true to my ears.

I haven’t lost the passion for the written word, for filmmaking, for the arts as a whole- the excitement for life, and all in all, I reckon I’m a pretty FUN MUM to boot.

I dance around the lounge to Pharrell Williams with my kids, I race them to the park, wait in turn for the swings so I can play too (sorry kids, move it on, Mama wants a go) and I love nothing more than a night out with my girls enjoying cocktails and well feeling exactly like that girl at 17. (Promise I didn’t drink Mum until I was 18)!

Oh, and when my kids are fighting, I often wonder who they are and where I am, I’m certain I was just about to watch ‘Saved By the Bell’ and eat my ‘tea’ on the sofa, my Mum had cooked for me! Oh!

…And you know what, there’s nothing wrong with any of that, because it’s OK to say I’m a Mum but I’m still me, I want to enjoy who I am when I’m not with my kids as much as when I am, I still want to have girlie holidays (and Oh do I), I still want date nights with my husband and shopping days with my Mama.

(And yes I still sometimes refer to my Mum as Mama)!

I still shop in Topshop (if it’s good enough for Mossy, right), and want to experiment with my hair, wear short LBD’s- and simply be myself.

Maybe that’s exactly what being an adult, really is.

Being happy with being you.

Just you.

Not trying to be anyone else.

Complex, fun, sometimes funny, a little bit crazy, driven, kind me.

See I know who I am.

Maybe being an adult is retaining all the good things about being a teen (with better eyebrows) with greater life experience and hopefully wisdom- which includes never rocking concealer on your lips again. Ever.

Are you an adult yet?


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20 Responses

  1. Maxine

    I literally could have written this myself. I wonder about this all the time. I’m 33 this year, I have a two year old and I do not feel like an adult. An adult is what my parents are, my grandparents are. They have all this “adult knowledge” that only adults and parents have. I don’t have any of this knowledge! What age do you just engulf the knowledge? Do you wake up and suddenly your an adult? When does this happen. I used to think at 25 I’d wake up and pow – I’d be this power house woman, beautiful , have an amazing job, loads of clothes – the dream I had seen in practically all rom coms growing up ha ha. At 33 I’m still wondering if this will happen ? Okay maybe not all that but definitely whether I’d feel like an adult. Are we all just waiting to grow up? Who knows ha ha. Wonderful post lady ? Xx

    • Honest Mum

      Haha thanks lovely, I absolutely think we’re all just waiting to grow up! Glad it resonated! I’m still waiting to feel like an adult! xx

  2. ellie rose

    this is deffo me, i live with my mum, i can be grown up when i have to but its great going home and think I am still fundamentally the same person I’ve always been

  3. Alex Gladwin

    I feel EXACTLY the same. Adam and I watch vides and flick through photos of us at 14 and feel like we’re exactly the same, just clearly with much more responsibility! x

    • Honest Mum

      Haha love that, and that you met so young, so precious to have all those memories. We are still those kids right, just like you say with a lot more responsibility xx

  4. Katy

    I often think if I moved back in with my mum I could quite easily pretend I was 14 years old. I don’t think anything ever changes fundamentally, we are still the same people. But we do a damn good job at being adults ? x

    • Honest Mum

      Love this comment, you know my folks often still treat me like I’m 17, maybe that’s why I feel it! Ha! We do, do a good job hun. Happy Christmas x

  5. Natalie

    I love love love this post – I am 34 Mummy of 2 and I cant understand how is happened? I don’t feel like an adult and I am not sure if I ever will! I am also still shopping in Topshop! xxx

  6. Lisa (mummascribbles)

    Yes!! This is me! I often find myself thinking about the fact I have a mortgage, a three year old and having recently turned 33 and think how on earth did that happen?! I certainly feel that since having Zach, the years have absolutely flown and the period between giving birth at 29 and now has been somewhat of a blur! I absolutely love this post. I love how big you dream – it’s a real inspiration to those of us who want more from this blogging world! xx

    • Honest Mum

      Oh thanks so much my darling, that means a lot and glad I am not alone still feeling like a young ‘un. Thank you for your kind words too, everything is all there for the taking for all of us. Have a wonderful Christmas darling xx

  7. Candace

    Think I became an adult too soon. When j was 12/13 my mother was very ill & nearly died. I took on a lot of household adult jobs. Although she got better, she didn’t get back to full health and I continued having to help. At 14 I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. Again, I had to grow up for this. With further chronic illness diagnosed as I got older but still quite young I had to take on a more mature attitude than my peers and I think this has continued through my life. As a teen & early 30s I was also involved in caring for my Grandfathef who had altzheimers.

    What I am saying is I didn’t have s typical teen life and was forced to grow up very quickly.

    However, there are times I wish I could go back and be a teen again but this time without all the issues I faced in my life.

    For me this is a strange question & the answer is probably no and thats because I was forced to grow up too quick & didnt have the typical teenage experiences.

  8. Juliet McGrattan

    What a cracking blog! Yes, I feel the same, (even did the lip liner thing). I freak sometimes when I think about the responsibility I bear at home and work but deep down I’m still little teenage me. Always busy, always looking for ways to improve myself but taking pleasure in simple things. I see myself in my daughter more every day which is just wonderful as I almost get the chance to do it all again. I certainly don’t feel old and hope I never do. Thanks Vicki. I’m off to crank up the stereo and pull some moves!!

    • Honest Mum

      Woohoo, glad to hear it girl, isn’t it wonderful we get to relive our youth vicariously through our kids, yes to the booty shaking too! xx

  9. Franki ~ Little Luca & Me

    Most definitely not an adult yet, at least I don’t think I am. Am I?
    Do you think anyone ever really does feel like an adult or do we all just muddle along forever thinking about what it will be like when we are grown up. I think your only really an adult when your old enough for a free bus pass right? X


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