Bethany's Baby Babblings

Bit of background - I started tap dancing in April 2014 at my local community centre. My mate Rachel (of Auntie Rachel fame) came with me. We were soon christened the "Baby Tappers" because we were the only ones under 30 odd who were also proper shit. We do yearly tapathons for charity. It's bloody brilliant. So after nine months leave, I returned. Here are my babblings; • I was really scared about my lady parts falling out with all the jigging about we do (luckily it stayed up where it belongs) • I severely overestimated the strength of my pelvic floor. If I hadn't have weed before I definitely would have fully pissed myself. • There's a plant growing through the roof. We have lovingly named her Ivy • It was the most exercise I've done since my sprog was conceived • The ladies complimented me on my figure (obviously not important but still nice!) • I bloody missed it. Dancing makes me so happy. I don't care that I look like an electrocuted sp...

Obviously not my first night out ever. The first since December 2016. Which feels like a bloody lifetime ago. I was literally shaking with excitement, which made pouring multiple glasses of prosecco reet tricky. You can see how excited I am in this photo (I'm the numpty on the left) The mum guilt got me however the need to spend some quality time with my "Camel Toe" girlies (don't ask) and have some adult conversation must have been far stronger because I danced and drank the night away and scoffed a maccy d's. Tell what I didn't miss during my pregnancy; hangovers. Oh my lord I was hanging out of my arse the morning after. Luckily my parents had chunk for a sleepover so all I had to do was stay horizontal all morning and eat junk food. I realise the above doesn't really paint me as the perfect kind loving sophisticated mother. However it does describe what I think is a well balanced alreet mum. And that's what I want to be.