It’s #MumBag and #MumBoss #Monday where some very talented and interesting women let us into their minds and their bags to see their inner workings.

Johanna Rossi is based in Monaco and lives there with her husband and two kids aged 8 and 4.


She has started Raising Women as a way to support entrepreneurial mums to create a life they love.

Her website is a community of like-minded women sharing their stories of self discovery through motherhood via podcasts where she interviews her guests about their pasts and how they’ve got to where they are now.  They are an inspirational read and listen as well as being totally accessible as you realise that they are normal mums doing their thing. You can also read Johanna’s very honest personal story here.


Johanna is also a Holistic Health Coach and mentor and offers 1:1 sessions to help women find their voice and some structure after being buried under everyone else’s needs in the early years.  She also supports Care International (who provide CARE packages to people recovering from war) through the sales of her awesome Tees and Tote in her shop.

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The #MumBoss Questions:

What does your business/ do you do in a nutshell?

I support women to balance motherhood with becoming who they were meant to be.

When did you start it and why at that time?

I launched in September in 2016 after refocusing, stripping back and rebranding my original business.

What has been your biggest challenge so far?

Self doubt.

What has been your proudest moment?

One day someone asked my son what my work was all about. He said that Mum helps people to stay healthy and happy – he got it!

What is your best mum hack for making it all work?

Forward thinking and pre-planning. And leave room in your schedule for the parenting curve ball.

What encouragement would you give a Mum thinking of starting her own thing?

You don’t have to climb the whole mountain at once. Do your best with the time you have, and step-by-step you’ll get a better view of the journey that you are on. The climb is the best bit and it is important to stop every once in a while and take in the view!

What advice would you give your younger self?

Don’t worry about looking for a job, think more about who you want to help, what changes you want to make and how you are going to do it.

You have found your thing, how did you come across it?

Actually through my journey I’ve come to believe that the ‘thing’ we look for doesn’t really exist. What does, however, is how our acceptance for our life and the path we are on.  Accepting who we are and what cards we were given.

The people who appear to have found their ‘thing’ haven’t arrived at a destination, they are like everyone else who is searching, yet they have accepted to embrace the path they are on, and focus on all the good stuff that is on their path.

I believe finding ‘your thing’ is all about seeing what is already there with a new outlook that comes with a change of mindset. Energy flows where focus goes, so when we focus on creating meaning in our life we automatically create an energy which causes us to shift in a fundamental way.

Will you show us your #MumBag?

Number of items in your bag: About 10

Mark your #MumBag out of 10 for:

Entertainment: 6

Food: 6

Drugs: 10 homeopathic kind! 😉

Clothing: 3

Skank: 7

Actual nice things for you: 3

What is the most comedy item you have found?

Not many laughs had from my bag, but definitely had some surprises in the form of squashed bananas and stolen lipgloss that one of my little people managed to negotiate out the shop under the radar!

What is the oldest item in there?

My keys!

What is the item you’re most proud of?

My polaroid camera

Describe your baggage-type:


Let’s see it then:


Thank you for reading x

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Why I’m Asking You To Show Us Your #MUMBAG And Raise Funds For A Post Natal Depression Charity

Someone I really admire came out about their PND on Facebook the other day and it really threw me.  (And of course I have to mention the amazing Adele’s admission which has happened since writing this.)

Not because it’s still taboo (it is) or I think she should keep the darkness from the positive PR machine that is social media (I don’t) but because if you asked me who had it, she would be on the absolute bottom of my list.  She is a great character and is super hot and happy and funny on social media even with a small baby in tow. It just surprised me.

I admire her even more now.

So it made me think if she, a seemingly ok type, has it there must be loads of other mums squirrelled away suffering with PND on their own, putting on a brave face or not knowing what to do about it. Or even knowing they have it.

It is hard to out yourself.  It takes guts.  Because you feel that people might think less of you, that you are a bad mum, that your kids will be taken away, that you are a failure, or even a cross-the-road-from-her-she’s-not-very-well type.

A friend of mine had it with her first child and said:

“I just felt SO ashamed.

Ashamed at how I felt towards my baby and how badly I was coping.

I put on a facade to friends and family but my Mum knew.

I think it’s taboo because it feels like everyone else is coping.

Everyone else can do it, why can’t I?”


The fact is that 1 in 7 mums will suffer from a bout of Post Natal Depression.

Dad’s can suffer form Post Natal Mental Health Illness too.

The biggest cause of death for women with children between 6 weeks and one year old is suicide.

Read that last one again.


There is such a strong Mama presence online at the moment that now, more than ever, talking about PND should be easy and un-judged.

We have moved on from a time when gin ruined mothers. It’s now being celebrated. Hurrah!

It’s encouraged to admit your #parentfails.  The Tiger Mothers seem to have been put back into captivity and it’s not cool to be smug anymore.  We’re slummy and scummy all the way, waiting for wine-o-clock and dissing ourselves before anyone else does.  Been there, got the #GoodTee shirt.


Early motherhood chucked some PND at me too.

I never went to the doctor about it.   I didn’t know that feeling that bad wasn’t how it should be.

Its only now when I look at the symptoms of PND do I realise I could have ticked off 90% of the list for the first 16 months of my daughter’s life.  In fact that’s when I realised I’d had it, when it lifted.

I had nothing but love for my baby girl and tried SO hard to get everything right for her.  I remember feeling almost paralysed by it.   Hung up on the rules made by power crazy baby whisperers; I felt smaller somehow. I went from massively sociable to socially anxious. From fun-loving to not being able to see the joy.  And I was wound so tight yet could unravel so easily.

I had always defined myself by my exciting jobs in the media.  It had taken a while to get pregnant and I had fantasised about being a stay at home mum.  Now that I was, I was lost at sea.

I took this new ‘motherhood job’ very seriously.  I found it impossible to relinquish any control or accept help.  If Dom ever tried to offer me any advice or suggest something different I would get so defensive and would often use the analogy “I wouldn’t come to your work and tell you how to do your job.”

My sense of self had well and truly left the building, it took my confidence with it and they didn’t leave a forwarding address.

I had *just* enough in me to give to her but little else left for anyone else, especially not myself.  I thought this was just how Motherhood was.

Sharing my experience is not about pity, it’s about hope really.  I have been through it and come out the other side in a way I would never have expected.  I started a business off the back of it that has changed my path. From a dark, confidence-less place something managed to grow.



I have also felt totally different after baby number 2, hi-lighting the difference even more in some ways but also showing that you don’t automatically get it twice.   Of course I have had my moments; like fantasising about having an accident (just a little leg break) so I could have a night in hospital and read magazines.  But that was dog-tiredness talking not Black Dog.

If you recognise any of the symptoms in yourself or in someone you know then please do seek out some help.

I wish I had known about PANDAS Foundation who offer support nationally to mums and dads.

Claire Nethersole, the fundraising manager at PANDAS, explains more:

“PANDAS Foundation provides support for people affected by pre or post-natal mental illnesses and their families.  We have a helpline, email support, support groups based in the community and also a closed Facebook group. All of our volunteers either have first-hand experience or have cared for someone who has.  Last year we supported 11,000 people and demand for our services grows every day.  We are funded by the kind generosity of people who donate and hold events for us and we are grateful for every penny we receive. ”


I started this blog to champion mums. I marvel how much people manage get done as well as raising small folk.  One of the things I do on the blog is a brazenly nosey peek inside people’s #MumBags. I am fascinated about what we lug about to sustain and facilitate the small people.


I asked a pal if I could see inside hers the other day and she said “Oh OK, I’ll share the shame with you.”


That was my lightbulb moment.


I thought, there is no shame in that bag.  That bag goes a long way to keep your babe alive. Fed, watered, entertained, clean, dry, in pennies for this and that, in Calpol and raisins.  Raise up that bag for it is a life-giving source.

And there is no shame in PND either. It’s not baggage. The shame needs to be lifted and replaced with it’s OK not to be OK.

So here’s my plan … With your help I’d like to go some way in raising money and awareness for this small yet brilliant charity.

How? By sharing the contents of YOUR #MumBag on social media and by texting a donation.


Here’s what to do:

  1. Tip/ display the contents of your mumbag on the floor and take a pic from above
  2. Post it on Instagram and/or Facebook
  3. Make sure you include all of this blurb:

I’m sharing my #mumbag (or #dadbag) to help mums with Post Natal Depression

Text PANDAS £3 to 70660 to donate to Pandasfoundation.org.uk


#showusyourmumbag too TAG MATES HERE

#PND #noshameinit #showusyourmumbag #showusyourdadbag

#PANDASfoundation #itsoknottobeok @pandas_uk @mrsyellowblog

Text costs £3 plus network charge. PANDAS Foundation receives 100% of your donation. Obtain bill payer’s permission. Customer care 01691 664275 Charity No 1149485.   

  1. Remember to text a donation
  2. Encourage as many people as you can to do the same by tagging them in your post


Only by talking about this stuff can we normalise it, lift the shame and help people get the help they need.  We will keep you updated on how we get on.

Go on,

#Showusyourmumbag …

Thank you.


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#Mumbag TopTrumps – Number 5

By day she looks after HR for one of London’s coolest ad agencies. Her #Mumbag is a sight for my very sore eyes.  If I stand near her enough, will some of her organisational skills rub off on me? I hope so. Let’s take a peek …


Name: Mizzy

Age: 35

What do you do?  HR at Mr President

Kids: Francesca, 4, Jack, 11 Months

Mark your #Mumbag out of 10 for the following:

Entertainment: 8 if you’re Frankie, 0 if you’re Jack.

Food: 8 if you’re healthy, if it’s an I need sugar day.

Drugs: 0 unless you like Doc McStuffin plasters.

Clothing:  8. Wet knickers and leaking nappies are covered.

Skank: 0. I am not a fan of skank.

Nice things for me: My favourite Whistles tiny bag for grown-up things.

Comedy item: The biggest collection of figurines you have ever seen. We’ve got Boj, Twirlywoos, 2x unicorns, Peppa, George, Susie, Danny and Candy. One miniature pink tennis ball and a shit load of crap from Kinder eggs.

What are your proudest of? My collection of coffee loyalty cards. If you’re a coffee shop in Hampstead, me and my kids are regulars.

Describe your bag: I am a huge fan of bags with compartments. I HATE rummaging around for things whilst holding a baby/umbrella/school bag/scooter/coat. Everything is in a purse or container. There is no risk of anything getting wet. Everything has a home and I get cross if I can’t find it.

100% OCD.

Let’s see it then:



Can I see inside your #Mumbag?


More coming from Mrs Yellow soon.  Please find me on Instagram to see the latest posts.

#Mumbag TopTrumps – Number 4

She sings, she dances, she covers the world in glitter.  But what’s in the bag? The most glamorous woman I know has let me have a sneaky peek …

Louisa 115 B&W

Name: Louisa

Age: 38

What do you do?  Singer with The Polka Dots, and Face Paint and Glitter Artist with The Glitterbox. 

Kids: Heidi, 9 and Marley, 7.

Mark your #Mumbag out of 10 for the following:

Entertainment: 2.  It would have been higher yesterday, as Marley’s Plop Trumps cards were in there.

Food: 3.   Special K bars are against my religion, but weirdly my kids love them, so I’m always armed for after school snack attacks. If you’d asked me to do this last Thursday it would have been a 9, as my handbag was crammed with deli meats. No lie.

Drugs: 2. But it is a school night.

Clothing:  Minus 10. I’m disgusted that there is one used stocking in my handbag ready for a wash after Saturday night’s gig at Henley regatta. I’m left to wonder where the other one is.

Skank:  10. See above.

Nice things for me: Well, there is a fair amount of vanity packed into this little space. So I rate it an 8. And I genuinely don’t always carry glitter in my bag. I promise. That really was just a fluke chucked in there instead of my work bag after a job yesterday.

Comedy item: Heidi and Marley’s  2 used ice cream spoons that somehow came home from Barcelona with us a week and a half ago. Again, if only the Plop Trumps were still in.

What are your proudest of? The business cards. I feel so flipping lucky to do the jobs I do.

Describe your bag: I wish it was showgirl-chic, but it’s more dirty-stocking-scuzz.


Can I see inside your #Mumbag?