Meet My Maverick Mum


It’s no surprise that I’m a Maverick Mum (that’s the term coined by to describe us mothers who are doing things our own way). When I think about my own mum, it was inevitable really. She has a rebellious streak that I love. That’s her in the photo above, by the way, having a coffee in San Francisco.

When I was a child, she refused to give into peer pressure and buy me expensive trainers (no matter how much I begged) and when it was my school’s annual Christmas dance, where other 12 year old’s were dressed in Versace (not even joking), she sent me along in a £20 BHS frock. When we ate out, as a family, and my brother and I asked for pudding, and my mum would always say, “I’ll buy you a Mars Bar on the way home”. She rarely did things just because it’s what everyone else was doing – she made up her own parenting rules and ran with it.

My mum even kept me off school on the last day of term, one time. I’d just had my ears pierced as a 13th birthday treat, and she’d sent me into school with sticking plasters over the top of the ear studs that had to remain in for a few weeks. Ear studs were banned, so despite the plasters, I was sent to the head teacher, who made me cry, and told not to come back to school with the earrings in. So, brilliantly, in what I like to think was a two fingers up to the lack of common sense being shown, my mum kept me off school the following day. If I’m honest, I was a bit gutted to miss the end-of-term fun that always happens on the last day before Christmas, but even back then, I admired my mum’s decision.

Looking back even further, my gran was a total Maverick Mum too. I’ve talked before about how she was a working mum back in the 1950s. She fought against what was expected of her – to be a stay at home mum and raise her kids – to carry on with her career as a teacher. When she was older, she was one of those grans who always had a cheeky glint in her eye, and she’d enjoy a nice glass of Chardonnay while she watched Corrie, of an evening.

So when I think about the kind of mum that I am – how I approach daily challenges but also big life decisions, it’s inevitable really that I do it my own way. Even from the get go, I made up my own rules. When I was a new mum, I shunned the idea of buying the buggy that every other mum had. We stopped going to baby swimming classes when it was too stressful, despite the peer pressure to carry on going. I fed my baby Ella’s Kitchen food pouches more often than most mums would care to admit.

That’s carried on, as my daughter has got older, and I can tell that she’s got that same independent streak – if she has a child of her own, I’d place money on her being a Maverick Mum too.


My mum reading The Magic Porridge Pot to me and my brother


If you identify with the rebellious streak – either in your own parenting or your mum’s – then join’s #MaverickMum movement. Share your own story on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram and use the #MaverickMum hashtag – will be choosing their three favourite stories or images and the winners will each receive a £500 voucher! There have been loads of brilliant entries so far – check them out over on Instagram.

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  1. February 22, 2016 / 9:03 pm

    What a lovely post about your mum. I definitely agree about doing things your own way. I do get these “twinges” now and again and worry that we don’t go swimming or do enough clubs etc, but then remember that I’m doing what’s right at the time for me and my kids. Definitely the best approach. (I also love the Magic Porridge Pot, in fact all Ladybird books- those cover and inner illustrations always bring back memories!) x

  2. February 22, 2016 / 9:27 pm

    I love this campaign and think it’s great looking back at our mums to see how they went against the grain and helped potentially shaped us to the mums we are meant to be. Love your mum kept you off school! x

  3. February 23, 2016 / 5:10 am

    This is so sweet and I love the Maverick Mum movement. I really need to blog about mine, though it’ll probably make her cry! (Happy tears!) X

  4. February 23, 2016 / 9:39 pm

    Your mum sounds lovely. I’ll have to try and dig out a story or two. My mum was far more traditional but she did look after 3 girls whilst my Dad did a *lot* of business travel – she basically did that so he could have an extremely successful career – it wasn’t rebellious, but it was a sacrifice on her part.

  5. February 23, 2016 / 10:16 pm

    I love hearing about your mum! I think they shape us in so many ways and its often overwhelming to think the things I do now with be the things my kids remember about learn from xx

  6. February 24, 2016 / 10:57 am

    I love this post! My mum was / is a maverick mum! Instead of having money for the school tuckshop, she told me that instead, i would be putting my money in a fund to buy an acre of rainforest – she managed to get the school involved and we got three between us!!

    Then there’s the time she thought that school fetes were silly and instead I was sent to collect money for Amnesty International!!

    You’re mum sounds fab!

  7. February 24, 2016 / 8:20 pm

    Your mum sounds like my kinda gal! My mum was a bit of a maverick herself – first of her family to study, became an ordained female church pastor in her early 20’s and continues to be an all around bossgirl! x

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