About

With so much of our parenting days spent praising our little ones, tracking their milestones and typing “is yellow gunky poop with a hint of green seeds normal?” into Dr Google, we often forget to put ourselves first, let alone to remember to laugh at the often ridiculous situations we’re presented with.

At You’re Mumbelievable, we’re all about celebrating you, Mama, and Papa, too – not the kids.

We’re here to be your cheerleader, and remind you that even with sick on your shoulder and cake in your teeth, you’re doing an incredible job. That you really are unbelievable. No really, YOU ARE.

There’s zero chitter chatter about the best way to feed/sleep/keep your tiny human alive, nor do we have anything remotely useful when it comes to helping you shape them into reasonable young human beings.

But what we do  do is entertain the ones who are entertaining the ones who rob us of our sleep, and our sanity, and our ability to look after ourselves.

Founded by Katherine Pinner, who became a first-time Mama in 2015, she felt a bit put out that every conversation was about her baby, so she wanted to create a line of products that gave her a little giggle and a huge high five.

You can read more about Katherine’s story for launching You’re MumBelievable here and follow us on social media here:

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The good news is you can feel even better about your purchase!

For every product we sell we’ll donate 5% of the profit to charities that support parenting.

So essentially every time you shop on this site, you’re helping those in need. Result!

A note from our chief bossy boots and founder, Katherine Pinner

The light bulb moment came during singing-and-signing-to-the-white-noise-sheep-whilst-sensorying-the-bejesus out of my four-month old at another totally necessary baby class.

The “crow” (you all know someone like it; beaky; attracted to the latest shiny thing; squawks loudly about when her baby has done something remarkable, like blink) publicly told off her five-month old for not rolling when my daughter had. Seriously.

I embarrassingly made up an excuse about Bronte “having a fat head so that probably made it easier for her.” Then I went home, annoyed, and drank some gin.

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Would my daughter – or her son – honestly remember in twenty years time at what age they rolled? Or crawled? or even started to talk? NO WAY.

But would they remember that they had a happy, loving Mama and a childhood filled with laughter? Abso-freaking-lutely.

Instead of focusing on what our daughter did – or didn’t do – my husband and I spent the fourth trimester laughing (nervously) our way through our own ‘achievements’: the first time he dropped her; the first time I left the house and forgot her; the lumps and bumps and, of course, the triumphs…. And my first product was born.

I didn’t feel there was enough out there that celebrated what we – parents – were doing, and even though keeping someone alive is a serious job, I realised if we laughed at our imperfections, used humour to release the pressure valve, and lowered the proverbial expectation bar then surely every day would be a triumph?

So my aim is to create a beautiful (online) home for these hilarious moments, and quite simply give each other a high five for the Mumbelievable things we do. I want to enjoy this time through honesty and laughter, and share it with other parents who feel the same: I care about the champions raising the chimpanzees.

And gin; I care about gin. And cake. And gin-flavoured cake, with gin on top.

 

11 fun facts about me

  • I asked my daughter, Bronte, to “stop being a Motherf*cker”, when she was two days old
  • I’ve jumped into the Antarctic sea, in just a bikini (rebel)
  • In the fourth trimester I was so proud I made it out to M&S without a crying baby, I didn’t realise until I got to the checkout that I was still in my Pyjamas
  • I’ve peed in the snow on the side of Mount Kilimanjaro
  • I told my husband I was going to marry him on the first day we met… it took him 3 years after that to finally kiss me! The moral of that story is I’m always right 🙂
  • We nicknamed our daughter’s stuffed monkey FatHead, and now it’s become the toy she can’t live without. I’m not sure how I’m going to explain that when she starts to learn to talk
  • I’ve run three marathons in London, NYC and Sydney. I’m genuinely not a runner (my boobs play the roll of ping pong ball between my chin and bellybutton and my thighs get off on high fiving each other). Honestly, I just do it because it gives me an excuse to eat chocolate brownies for breakfast
  • I’ve got a First Class Honours degree in Marketing; my uni “girl squad” are self-titled “Nans” and I couldn’t love them more
  • I was a cheerleader for Status Quo!
  • I’m insanely organised. My lists have lists. When I worked (organising events) at Audi, a famous LeMans driver called me “more German than a German”. But my house? A complete f*cking disaster zone.
  • My sister – affectionately known as MazzieMazzieMooMarTheMooMinator – is the ‘talented one’ (she built this website). She’s an absolute gem, and words are never enough xx