Operation Bring Back Miss Fierce

You know that bit inside yourself, the fun bit, the rebellious bit, and dare I say it – the sexy bit? Well mine is called Miss Fierce. (Is it a sign of mental health problems that I have named her?! Nowt to do with BeyoncΓ© you understand, she is named for an Adam Ant song where Miss Fierce kisses a drummer. I have kissed a lot of drummers, even married a couple of them, but in the end I kissed the right one and this time it’s 4/4 ever….. #musicpun)




Anyway, Miss Fierce has been missing in action since my youngest was born, she manages to sneak out occasionally, usually after a few rums, but I want to bring her back properly. I am bored of being boring. I am bored of feeling frumpy. So how to I bring her back to the surface? How do you find yourself after motherhood? I have done it before, and I can do it again!

Step One: Accept that I am older. Not old old, not purple rinse old (though I rather look forward to that stage), but older than I used to be, which is the way things work. No diet is ever bringing back that youthful spring, but loving myself (not in a masturbatory fashion you perv) would help a bit. I have lost some weight, there is some more to go. I know it is terribly anti ‘The Womanhood’ to care about body image, but my fat ain’t a feminist issue, it isn’t imposed by some mythical media ideal of perfection, it’s about being comfortable in my skin, and my skin likes to wear a size 12.

Gravity is still my friend, without it I would be sucked into the vast blackness of space to suffocate in it’s star scattered loneliness, but it’s not doing my boobs any favours these days. My face isn’t far behind my breasts in terms of fighting off gravity’s downward pull, and there are the fresh lines of a life well lived appearing each day. But that doesn’t mean it’s all bad, it’s creakier than it was, but gets me from A to B very well, and it needs appreciating like a maturing fine wine, more rounded and interesting with age.

I have gone back to being a red head, because that rumour that blondes have more fun is a myth. I am trying desperately to find clothes that reflect my indie matron sensibilities and make me feel good. I am going to make the most of it, cos you know today is the youngest I am ever going to be, so that is worthy of its own laudation. I wish to grow old disgracefully not emulating the cover of a Boden brochure. Bring me the clothes of a 1950’s screen siren, but with more skulls, and add in a side order of the confidence to wear it please. Which brings me onto…..

Step Two: Stop reading here Mum! Being sexy. Not feeling sexy is not cool, but you know what makes you feel sexy, having sex. My man is hot, I fancy the pants off him, and without wishing to brag, we are good at the sex. So why don’t we have more of it? Well partly because there is a nearly 3 year old in our bedroom and a teenager seemingly everywhere else in the house, but also because I don’t fancy myself much. I look at my self through his imaginary eyes and think he wonders where the sexy woman from five years ago went, and why she was replaced with a saggier, baggier version. Β I don’t really think he cares that much about the few extra pounds, I bet he misses the uninhibited me more than he misses the flatter belly, so I am going to stop feeling hyper critical of my body and get some new matching undies and celebrate my more womanly shape.

Step Three: Live in the moment again. I have got terribly caught up in house hunting, and school catchment concerns, and looking to the future while forgetting about the now. Now is the thing, now will be gone in a minute and it isn’t coming back. See look, that now has gone already and I am into the next now, and the next. Shame to waste this now worrying about next years now when this now could be the most perfect moment of now in the now, if you know what I mean.

Step Four: Listen to more of that good ol’ dirty Rock’n’Roll. I never feel more myself than when something awesomely loud and nasty is playing. OK, so it is hard to fit in too many nights at raucous gigs, and even blaring out music while doing the housework is tricky when you live upstairs from an opticians, but Dr Fierce is prescribing herself noisy headphone time when Syd is at pre-school.

Step Five: Controversially maybe, step away from the blog. Not stop, nah, I do love it really, but my week off was great and blogging can have a tendency to make you an observer in your own life. When you take photos you are thinking they will be good for the blog. When the kids annoy you, you think ‘oh well, at least it’s good blog fodder.’ On days out and days in it lurks. Life becomes material when it should be just life. So yeah, I am gonna live my life and blog some shite when I feel it and not when I don’t. Blogging records life, it isn’t life, and sometimes it is easy to forget that.

Step Six: Remember that she never went anywhere at all. I am still me in all my glorious insanity, it is just that life squashed the wild bit of me to the edges for a while. There is still only a tiny portion of time where she can be let out of the cage, after all, she isn’t really welcome at the school gate. In fact I should stop referring to her in the third person all together, I AM MISS FIERCE, I just got lost for a while, I need to rescue myself from under a pile of limited sleep and neurosis.

Love Miss Fierce Cisco XXX



  1. July 8, 2014 / 9:23 am

    Such a great post, really resonated here. So many excellent points – re Blogging YES! It can easily become so self absorbing :S re Sex… sadly chronic sleep deprivation and anxiety make it the LAST thing I want, I would embrace total celibacy any day. Missing the “Living for the Moment” bit too – our spontaneity got sucked away when we had to embrace a free from diet….

  2. July 8, 2014 / 10:27 am

    Oh my dear Sonya…I find myself in many f the things you say…I so need to love myself too and to be like i was when i met my husband. Nah…they love us and they would love if we will get back to be more uninhibited rather than concerned about our bellies. When you try to see yourself through his eyes multi plate that with 1000 more better than you think and maybe then you will realise that some things are just our imagination! Good luck with your change as such x and happy birthday!

  3. July 8, 2014 / 10:39 am

    Personally I love that you’ve got a separate name for your foxy self, totally seeing you as Beyonce now!!

  4. July 8, 2014 / 10:57 am

    *Whoops loudly*

    Look out everyone Miss Fierce is on the rampage.

    Love “today is the youngest I am ever going to be” I need to remember that more. x

  5. July 8, 2014 / 11:50 am

    Ah I love this post – properly real. I’m going to take your advice on the blogging thing too. There’s one thing that always makes me feel better, and that’s hanging out with my family, properly enjoying their company (when they’re not being intensely annoying, that is)!
    PS – gravitiy is having a go at my jowls too – I’ve decided that more lying down is the best solution. Which goes nicely with several of your points above πŸ™‚

    • July 9, 2014 / 7:24 am

      Thank you, and damn that gravity….. πŸ˜‰ x

  6. July 8, 2014 / 1:09 pm

    Funnily enough I am looking for new words for groovy (yes I am up to summat!) and then along come you with fierce. Won’t steal it or if I do will pay you millions in royalties.
    Have also a wish for purple in old age and funnily enough have been eyeing up fifties siren images all day (yes I am up to summat else!)
    I am the same as you on the fat stuff hating minding but actually I do and also totally get the thing about when you don’t fancy you how the hell do you believe he does even though you know he does deep down (oh Lordy that sounds rude)
    Also resolve now to play music more often. Used to do it all the time but Him Indoors likes it on a low volume and what is the point in that. Will live in a rocking way whilst he is at work.
    Love this post and I reckon writing posts like this always act as a catalyst to move us forwards massively so look out world!

    • July 9, 2014 / 7:24 am

      Looking forward to seeing what you are up to!

  7. Size15Stylist
    July 8, 2014 / 2:50 pm

    Mr S15S has been away for a week, so although the extra housework and childcare was mind numbing, I definitely enjoyed having him back…absence and all that!

    Love loud music when I’m shopping, too, and spent an afternoon blissed out with a new album recently.


  8. July 8, 2014 / 6:04 pm

    Go you! I think what you say is spot on though. There’s no point in living only for tomorrow as tomorrow never comes. Live for today instead – much more fun. xxx

  9. July 8, 2014 / 6:39 pm

    I understand that feeling that the “other you” is way behind somewhere peeking round the corner at you.

    I have learned to live in the moment though, which is a good thing. I am pretty content at the moment.

  10. July 8, 2014 / 7:24 pm

    This post is amazing hun! I can really relate to all of it, it is rubbish feeling uncomfortable in your own skin. I want me back too x

  11. July 8, 2014 / 7:25 pm

    ha ha! Love this post! Nothing wrong with having a little beyonce inside you! lol x

  12. July 8, 2014 / 7:53 pm

    Sometimes it’s so important to just think about “me” for once isn’t it. So easy to lose sight of her! πŸ˜€ So agree with the living in the moment part of things too. Great post S xx

  13. July 8, 2014 / 8:33 pm

    I look forward to hearing from Miss Fierce – I think she was defo trying to stage a comeback with this article. Go for it girl – and bring sexy back, wobbly boobs and all πŸ˜‰ x

  14. July 8, 2014 / 9:20 pm

    Loved this post, so honest! I think we all could write one of these!

  15. July 8, 2014 / 10:18 pm

    Excellent post! Thank you. You’ll get your sexy back! Might need a weekend away without the kids to kick start it? I also like how you plan to rationalise blogging it can become too consuming. Off to crank up the stereo. Cheers!

    • July 9, 2014 / 7:23 am

      And luckily that is happening this very weekend! πŸ™‚

  16. July 8, 2014 / 10:54 pm

    Love this! I reckon your Miss Fierce isn’t buried too deep. I’ve never been Miss Fierce, but I’ve found the more rebellious side of myself was certainly easier to find once all my kids were at school. For a few hours, I could be myself, not just ‘mum’. Even if nobody is there to see it or realises it, I know deep down inside this middle aged woman (yes, my face is starting to sag too – why?) there is somebody who is cool and has attitude and doesn’t give a sh*t. Least of all about flipping Boden.

  17. July 9, 2014 / 12:32 am

    You could be talking about me here, the sex bit was far to close to home

  18. July 9, 2014 / 2:07 am

    Great post – and my man is hot too and I have 4 kids so if I can find the time so can you lol – they are usually all asleep by 1am anyhow lol.
    Welcome back hot old/young you πŸ™‚

    • July 9, 2014 / 7:22 am

      I am asleep at 1am!! We do get some, I am just being greedy and wanting more and recognising I need to feel that I am sexy again rather than feeling self conscious about my body!

  19. July 9, 2014 / 8:19 am

    I love this – partly because my Ms Fierce has just resurfaced. A few nights out, a few mad gigs, a few new clothes… My very favourite part though is wishing to grow old disgracefully rather than ’emulating the cover of a Boden brochure’… With you all the way!

  20. July 9, 2014 / 10:25 am

    Embrace the sexy!!! Woohoo
    *through all my flesh coloured undies on the fire!*

    Too far?? πŸ˜‰

  21. July 9, 2014 / 10:51 am

    fab post , i have 7 kids, no family to help and live in a small village with no friends near buy to help so we never get out nor do we find the time or money spare to enjoy time away , we do however love family walks and weekends together x

  22. July 9, 2014 / 11:00 am

    Great post, I really must try and find the old ( young ) me somewhere…..

  23. July 9, 2014 / 11:30 am

    Welcome to my world of the mid-life crisis πŸ˜€ But you are right. Getting Miss Fierce out once in a while is refreshingly rejuvenating.

  24. July 9, 2014 / 12:04 pm

    Can you bottle all of that for me too? Or put it on a poster and slap it on my bathroom wall?! I would like to find my Fierce too please!

    I love it.

    • July 9, 2014 / 3:56 pm

      *raises a glass to re-locating our inner Fierce!*

  25. July 9, 2014 / 3:12 pm

    Miss Fierce is still in there somewhere! And I’m guessing that you’re not the only one who feels as though your mojo has packed its bags & gone awol. Here’s to finding the real you all over again even if it takes a lot of rum!

  26. July 9, 2014 / 3:55 pm

    such a great post!! Totally can relate – so easy to lose yourself when you’re a mama

  27. July 9, 2014 / 4:19 pm

    Great post and I love the idea of being a bit more reckless and a bit more fun. I wish I didn’t feel quite so tired all of the time as that doesn’t help but it’s time to unleash a bit of my miss fierce I think πŸ˜‰

  28. July 9, 2014 / 4:28 pm

    Such a great post and so much is true over here too. I decided a few weeks ago to grab life by the horns and enjoy it and so far I have ridden in a powerboat, climbed a roller coaster and I am going abroad without the family…….it may be a little selfish but I had forgotten who I am

  29. July 9, 2014 / 8:22 pm

    I think it’s so common to feel this after having a baby, in fact I’ve only *just* started to feel myself now..and I’m wondering if I can go through loosing myself again with another baby πŸ˜‰ x

  30. July 9, 2014 / 10:28 pm

    I can relate to this post especially the bits about feeling as though you have lost yourself. I too need to loose some weight and I know my ‘happy’ size is a 14 – maybe your words will spur me on to make those changes!

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  32. July 10, 2014 / 10:57 pm

    I’ve been thinking about taking the kids out for the day and leaving the camera at home so I can enjoy the day for what it is and not treat it as a photo opportunity for the blog.
    I also need to spend more time offline and being with them while I’ve got the chance; all too soon they’ll be grown and gone and I’ll be regretting not spending quality time with them while they’re going through all these wonderful ages.

  33. July 13, 2014 / 8:46 pm

    Great post. Sex what is that ?? we have become mum and dad , forgetting who we are as a couple. plus a 4 year old that doesn’t sleep hasn’t helped. Feeling sexy well that went out the window years ago. At the moment I feel broken and have lost me been caught up in too many stresses lately

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