Mrs. OT

Mrs. OT If motherhood is a mindset, who is looking after yours?

Who knew a hot water bottle would stir up so many emotions?! 🄹 (and yes I’m afraid I’ve still had it on the odd May even...
10/05/2026

Who knew a hot water bottle would stir up so many emotions?! 🄹 (and yes I’m afraid I’ve still had it on the odd May evening!)

Thanks for sliding into my texts on this day in 2015 Ads - I was on the cusp of graduation, newly signed with my agent but even so, I didn’t comprehend quite how much my life was about to change šŸ¤

Anyone else find noticing the little things puts the bigger blocks back into perspective? Or grounds you if nothing else?

Talk to me, I’ll be replying to all šŸ¤āœØ
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An elderly man peered in my double buggy the other day, which I’m usually charging down the road at 100miles an hour- of...
08/05/2026

An elderly man peered in my double buggy the other day, which I’m usually charging down the road at 100miles an hour- often running over a few unsuspecting toes of passers by. But the comment made me slow down, the third of its kind in only a matter of days. Maybe there is more to it, and somebody wants me to listen. Like, really listen.

So, here’s the story and whilst admittedly I am typing this after a glass of Friday night bubbles, I haven’t lost the plot, in fact it’s been in my drafts for a while. Tonight felt the right moment to share.

Do you think our kids came back? Or is it just a few too many coincidences and just a nice story for times we need a little extra cuddle? ✨ (also if you have any similar tales I would love to hear, I’ll be replying to all comments šŸ¤)

Love, as ever, .ot ### 🄹

Ps. The video at the end of the first time all three of my boys were in a room together makes me weep every time. Truth is, that’s evidence enough for me they were always destined to be brothers.

Anyway, let’s chat ######x

I’d forgotten this feeling for a little while. Then, this week, as I tried to squeeze into my summer shorts - same ones ...
03/05/2026

I’d forgotten this feeling for a little while. Then, this week, as I tried to squeeze into my summer shorts - same ones as the first picture! - when the sun finally made a glorious appearance, I came to discover they wouldn’t get over my thighs never mind my bottom. Typical. I declared to a handful of people on separate occasions I’ve got 18 days to get back into them (alas, I can’t at present afford an entirely new summer wardrobe) before we head off on a little holiday and was reminded that people of a slim(ish) build aren’t allowed to talk about their body size apparently. Or complain. Or be ungrateful.
The truth is, I was doing none of those things, I just wanted to be able to wear my shorts.
Anyway, it stirred something in me, and brought to the front of my mind the endless stream on my algorithm of people using the phrase ā€˜real bodies’ in the turn of 90s fashion and body sizes making a reappearance.
I certainly don’t agree with skinny chic being a fashion pedestal, but I also don’t think people with certain builds ought to be cast off the list of having a real body because they don’t fall somewhere within an average. Anyway, I’m rambling now but the post is (hopefully) far more concise.

I’m always hesitant to bring up this topic as in the past it’s really brought out the worst in people, but in the name of using this platform to be honest and taboo tackling, I’d welcome any (kind, well mannered…etc etc) discussion in the comments. Does my point make sense to you!?!

Love, as ever, .ot ### šŸ¤āœØ

Ps. Hello new faces, if you think you’d like this corner of the internet - I’d love to make it permanent, stick around xx

As a girlie, and now a mum, with social anxiety (the chronic, crippling kind) this felt like hope. My boy’s going to be ...
17/04/2026

As a girlie, and now a mum, with social anxiety (the chronic, crippling kind) this felt like hope. My boy’s going to be just fine šŸ¤ …and I’ll forever be watching, waving and potentially tearing up from the sidelines.

Hope this virtual cuddle lands to the others out there who needed to see this glimmer right now.
If you’re new here, welcome (I hope you stick around) ✨

Love as ever, .ot xx

Deep chats in the comments please šŸ‘‡šŸ½

15/04/2026

The Story šŸ“– ✨ : it was almost 6 years ago to the day when I was sent home from work as the news declared pregnant women were in the high risk category and needed to go into isolation. Yup, the pandemic - remember that? Then six weeks later my first born arrived.
It’s funny how that first journey of motherhood - a state of mind and side of yourself you have never known and, as such, can never prepare for - sets the foundation for how you raise any future subsequent children. I think up there in my proudest achievements in life (and, believe me, I don’t have many as the self indulgence makes me totally cringe out!) is that I’ve given my everything to each of my children’s babyhood.
Now, this isn’t a grass is greener on the other side exercise, nor is it a ā€˜this is the right way to do things’, it’s just the call that I made as a mother and goodness did this song bring up some feelings as I stumbled across it yesterday as there have been some wild sacrifices, too.
I’ve had all 3 of my boys home with me for the first two years of their life, for first smiles and first steps until, finally, first transition into forest school for a few days a week. But, the cycle worked in a way that as one began their few days of independence, I still had a newborn baby at home to do the journey with all over again. But not this time.
This time, as my youngest takes his first steps into a whole new every day in September, I’ll be coming home to a house full of memories that is the quietest it has been for over half a decade. It’s not just a homecoming to bricks and mortar either, but also feels like a homecoming to self. To a me that I don’t know yet, but am excited to meet.
Whilst the years have sometimes felt endless they’ve also simultaneously passed in a blink of an eye, so I’m going to allow myself to treasure one last summer of the role that can’t be replaced, before I begin to layer back on the roles that can… but still matter šŸ¤āœØ

Love as ever, .ot x

What does this song bring up for you? Let’s chat below and, as ever, I’ll be replying to all the (kind!) comments šŸ‘‡šŸ½

šŸŽµ credit:
(thanks for writing such a beautiful song!)

13/04/2026

You’re normal. I’m normal. Life happens… and I promise whatever happened in real life isn’t a fraction as bad as what you’re convincing yourself happened in your head. Deep breath šŸ˜®ā€šŸ’Ø you’re okay! šŸ¤

šŸ’¾ Save this for the day you might just need to hear it - and if you need to decompress / share your story + examples I’ll be replying to all (kind!) comments ✨ šŸ‘‡šŸ½

Love as ever .ot xx

Ps if you’re new here, welcome to my little corner of the internet - please stick around (you know what to do!) … šŸ‘€

She’s a ā€˜cool mom’… but she draws the line at foliage 🤣(anyone else’s kids collect pocketfuls of rocks?!?!) šŸŖ¾šŸ‚šŸŖØšŸŖµWhat are...
08/04/2026

She’s a ā€˜cool mom’… but she draws the line at foliage 🤣(anyone else’s kids collect pocketfuls of rocks?!?!) šŸŖ¾šŸ‚šŸŖØšŸŖµ

What are you proud to say ā€˜yes’ to! As ever, I’ll be replying to all (kind!) comments … so let’s chat! šŸ¤āœØšŸ‘‡šŸ½
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Also I’d totally forgotten about this song and now have it playing on repeat! Dopamine nostalgia!


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